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The story, we all agreed to use and apapt (change) was 'bless you':
Bless you:
Jamie was playing hide-and-seek at a slumber party with a
few of her young friends.
“I’m going to count to twenty,” said Annie, “then I’ll come
and find everybody.” She clamped her hands over her eyes and
then sat down on the couch.
Jamie sighed because she knew
that Annie would peek through the small crevices of her fingers,
but she ran away excitedly anyway.
“One, two, three…” counted Annie as Jamie ran up the stairs
and frantically searched for somewhere to hide. Not just
anywhere, but somewhere good. Somewhere that would take a
little searching to discover.
“Four, five, six…”
Brittany dove onto the sofa and buried herself beneath a
quilt. Sarah crouched beneath the kitchen table. Mandy dashed
for the hall bathroom. Frustrated, Jamie darted down the
hallway, not knowing where she was going. Time slipped by and
she was still out in the open, exposed.
“Thirteen, fourteen…”
She passed by the hall closet. From what she could
remember, it was actually quite large inside. It was used for
storage. As a last resort, Jamie turned around and slipped inside
without turning on the light. With the door closed behind her,
she sat down in the inky darkness and waited.
The rest of the house was exceptionally muffled, and the
hum of silence inside the closet was almost deafening. Jamie felt
a tickle in her nose. She plugged her nose to quell the sneeze,
but it was inevitable. As soon as she removed her fingers, it
exploded from her nostrils.
“Bless you,” said a gravelly voice from somewhere in the
darkness.
Before Jamie could scream, there was a pair of strong hands
around her neck. And then she fell into a much deeper, blacker
darkness.
few of her young friends.
“I’m going to count to twenty,” said Annie, “then I’ll come
and find everybody.” She clamped her hands over her eyes and
then sat down on the couch.
Jamie sighed because she knew
that Annie would peek through the small crevices of her fingers,
but she ran away excitedly anyway.
“One, two, three…” counted Annie as Jamie ran up the stairs
and frantically searched for somewhere to hide. Not just
anywhere, but somewhere good. Somewhere that would take a
little searching to discover.
“Four, five, six…”
Brittany dove onto the sofa and buried herself beneath a
quilt. Sarah crouched beneath the kitchen table. Mandy dashed
for the hall bathroom. Frustrated, Jamie darted down the
hallway, not knowing where she was going. Time slipped by and
she was still out in the open, exposed.
“Thirteen, fourteen…”
She passed by the hall closet. From what she could
remember, it was actually quite large inside. It was used for
storage. As a last resort, Jamie turned around and slipped inside
without turning on the light. With the door closed behind her,
she sat down in the inky darkness and waited.
The rest of the house was exceptionally muffled, and the
hum of silence inside the closet was almost deafening. Jamie felt
a tickle in her nose. She plugged her nose to quell the sneeze,
but it was inevitable. As soon as she removed her fingers, it
exploded from her nostrils.
“Bless you,” said a gravelly voice from somewhere in the
darkness.
Before Jamie could scream, there was a pair of strong hands
around her neck. And then she fell into a much deeper, blacker
darkness.
We found this story very clever and effective and this inspired us the most!
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