The Last Straw 2

By Brighton Rogers

Chapter 1

Amelia

3 Years Later…

Hi, My name is Amelia.

I’m out trick-or-treating with my best friends, Elayna and Nora. It was a cold but good night, getting a lot of candy. But then it turned sour as I overheard Elayna and Nora talking about me. “Amelia is too kid-like.” I heard Nora say. Then I heard Elayna say, “I know, this is so boring.” 

I turned around, my face red, like fire. “Alright, come on guys, we are supposed to have fun. I mean, you were the ones who wanted to come!” I raised my voice to a shout. Then something strange happened.

Elayna’s eyes turned white, then red. She ran towards me with such speed that she knocked me over. I punched and I kicked, and eventually, I knocked her out. Her eyes were still open, and they changed to her normal, brown eyes. “What just happened?” Nora said, her eyes wide open. 

I responded with, “I don’t know...” I took a deep breath. “But something is wrong.”

“Yea, no kidding.” Nora told me. “What do we do?” She asked, but I already had an answer. “We wait.” I said as I sat down, going through my candy. She sat next to me. “Um, so, uh…” She took a deep breath as I looked at her. “Sorry about saying that you were too kid-like. I was the one being kid-like.” She told me, hanging her head. “It’s fine, I just don’t want to talk about it.” I said, then laid back. I was tired. I started to close my eyes, when suddenly, I sat up. The last thing I saw was Nora’s terrified face, then everything went blank.

Chapter 2

Elayna

I woke up to the rhythm of walking.

I looked up to see a masked man - or woman - weaning a hoodie. “Let me go!” I screamed, then kicked and kicked. I turned and saw Amelia run into Nora, then grab a knife. I turned away and covered my ears. When I looked again, Amelia was following us, catching up to us.

“Get away from me, you, you, you MONSTER!” I yell at her, wanting desperately to hit her.

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She responded in a chilling voice. “I am not Amelia. I am under the control of someone you will find out very soon.” I recognized that her eyes were… red, not the vibrant blue they usually are.

I think I fell asleep, because the next thing I know, I’m sitting on a chair in the middle of a chamber. I saw a window with two people, a boy and a girl, though I couldn’t see their faces. “Hello?” I shout quietly, seeing if I get a reply. I got my wish soon enough.

“Hello, Elayna. Nice to meet you, or, should I say, see you?” The boy laughed madly, then I heard a quieter voice that made me feel relieved. “Don’t scare her like that, B. Come on.” Then the girl spoke more loudly, more directly towards me. “Hello sweetie, nice to meet you.” 

“Who are you?” I ask demandingly, wanting to know the answer to these mystery “friends”. “You’ll figure that out soon enough, sweetie. Now we-” She was interrupted by the boy. “We are going to ask some questions. First, who are you and what is your name?” He asked me. 

I didn’t answer. “I’ll torture you!” He yelled, though I still didn’t say a word. “Sweetie, we’ll let you go if you answer.” Now that got me. I spoke to her. “I am Elayna, and I am 12 years old. I go to NOJH, aka North Ogden Jr. High. I came here with my friends, Amelia and Nora.” I stared into the glass. “Amelia was the kid you m-” “Mind controlled, yes, and I killed Nora, yes, we all know the story.” “Oh do we now?” The girl responded with a harsh voice. “You didn’t tell me you KILLED one of them!” 

While they were arguing, I sat down on a lone chair and thought. Thought about where I knew those two. I have a prediction, but I’m not sure…

“May I ask a question?” I asked them, and they stopped abruptly. “Sure, sweetie, that’s fi-” “No.” I sigh and ask, “Are you two Cydney West and Brighton Rogers?”

They both stop to stare at me. Then they stared at each other. Then the girl took off her hood. She looked young but beat up, as if she had been working hard over the last few days. 

“Cydney?” I say weakly, remembering the ghost story my older sister had told me. The story went that three kids, Brighton, Cydney, and Nadalae we're out trick or treating and the got kidnapped by some random person. In the end, only Nadalae survived, so I was confused. She read my face and said, “The story is backwards. Nadalae gets killed and me and him” She pointed to Brighton, who had also taken his hood off. “Are the ones that lived.” She looked disappointed at that fact. I turned to Brighton. “Is this story actually true?” I ask.

“Yes, it’s true, we’re still alive.” He replied. “So what’s the real story?” I ask. Just then there was a bang on the door. “Oh no.” I heard Cydney say quietly. “Quick, go in here.” Brighton led me to a secret door that revealed Amelia. “Amelia!” I say, but she shushes me. “Get in here!” She says quietly, her voice rugged and her eyes red with terror, not mind-control stuff. I went in, she closed the door, and the last thing I heard before falling asleep was the sound of the door crashing, some yelling, and afterwards, Cydney sobbing.

The End