The House on Mary's Lane
“Mary! Get down here and eat!” Mary’s mother called from the kitchen.
“I’m coming mom! Just give me a second!” Mary said as she slipped on her pants and sweater and hurried down the stairs. Almost tripping on the fifth step.
“I’ve got to get to school”, she said grabbing a piece of toast, “I’m going to be late, bye!” Mary runs out the door. Unknowing that this was the last time she’d see her mother. Mary was a simple girl, she didn’t need much. She was very quiet, no one ever seemed to notice her. She was very fine on her own. But she always hated the walk to school, she had to walk by Mary’s Lane. The fact she was named after it made it even more horrifying that a chill went up her spine every time she passed by. She hated walking by, but it was the quickest way to school. As she ran by this time, she felt pins and needles all over her back it paralyzed her for a second, than she kept on. After she arrived to school, she went to her lockers and hung up her coat and book bag and headed to class. Time seemed to fly by, sooner or later it was her last class. She couldn’t quite get the hang of question four, so she worked up the courage to ask her teacher.
“Mr. Falken….could I have some help?” she said as she raised her hand. She waited a few minutes, but he never walked towards her. She was slowly becoming more and more aggravated. She knew Mr. Falken heard her, he was a young man with no health problems. And he wasn’t more than ten feet away.
“Mr. Falken….could I have some, please?” she said, a bit more aggravated this time.
“Fine.” She mumbled to herself and continued on with her work. After finishing her work she headed back to the lockers.
“They did it again?” Unfortunately the kids at school had a nasty habit of sticking the new girl’s name plate on her locker. She never knew why, it was like they were trying to get rid of her. So like always, she took it off and placed it on the ground. After that, Mary grabbed her stuff, and made her way home.
“Mom!, I’m home!” She sets her stuff on the table and heads to her room. Her room always smelled a bit weird but she had gotten used to it, no longer did it bother her. She sat her bag on the floor and pounced on her bed, snuggling into her soft blankets.
“I’m so happy it’s Friday.” She said and smiled. That morning she went downstairs with a smile on her face. It was Saturday, so she didn’t have school. She didn’t see her mom so she grabbed a bag of chips and headed outside. It was chilly, but she had a jacket. She decided to take a walk, but as she was walking, she noticed something. The world…..was on pause. She walked around, every car, every person…they were frozen in time.
“Hello….hello……Hello!” At first she mumbled, but began shouting out to everyone over and over again. Helplessly running around, screaming, hoping for a response. Then all of a sudden she saw a blood red trail leading towards the house on Mary’s lane. She followed it, knowing it was a bad idea.