The Evil Monster is Looking For Me, There's No Escape

I walk out of my room and see Tristan curled up in blankets on the floor in the hallway. I can't see him, but I know it's him and I know that he is planning to scare me. I know this because I am a sister, and have an instinct for things like this.

Today, though, I am not in the mood for games, as I have already warned him. Seeing him on the floor, blocking my way on purpose, annoys the crap out of me. He either expects me to know he's there, forcing me to jump over him into the living room. Or he expects me to not know that he is there, and I fall right into is trap, his plan to pop out and scare me. What he does not expect, though, is the unexpected.

So, instead of going through the trouble of leaping way over him, or falling into his trap, I walk straight accross him. Yup, straight accross him. I know he didn't expect it. I hear him start to yell at me, and that's a sign that he wants to get even now. Before he has the chance to get out from under the piles of blankets and attack, I run into my mom's bathroom without turning on the light, and hide behind the half-open shower curtain. I know he's after me, and that I'm very vulnerable because if he finds me in the shower, I'm dead meat, I'm cornered. But I also know that he's afraid of the dark, and he wouldn't expect me to hide in a dark shower.

I hear him searching the house for me..

"Paulina, where's Justice?"

"I don't know."

....

I hear him walk into the kitchen. I normally hide in the cupboard, and as he approaches it I hear him say,"I know you're in there!!" I laugh to myself quietly.

After a few more minutes (long minutes, standing in a dark shower isn't exactly fun) he comes into the bathroom. I hold my breath. He turns on the light. He walks toward the shower. He stops in front of it. Nooooo.. Goodbye, world. Thoughts like that are running through my mind as I hold my breath. He opens the shower curtain and see's me. He starts to punch me but I am stronger and faster (though less voilent) and I manage to escape. After yelling at him to leave me alone, he finally stops bugging me. Things like this happen daily.

The End.


Ok, guys. Especially mom. I don't want to hear any crap about this story! About what else I could have done instead of stepping on him!