The+Secret,+Maia

“Where did it go?” I whispered. I reached inside the box, my hands wandered around feeling each object, to find the right one. I looked behind me to where the light switch was, my eyes demanding to turn on the light. I shook my head and kept looking. My hand hovered over each object feeling the shape.

“No. Not that one,” I whispered. I placed my hand on a soft oval shape. I ran my hand over it, feeling it, fur.

I shrieked. The object sunk its teeth into my hand. I lifted my right hand up into the air and saw a rodent. It was hanging down, the only support keeping it from falling was where its teeth had sunk into my hand. Blood dripped down from my hand, landing on the cold tile. I turned my head away and shook my hand in the air until the rodent let go. It went swinging into the air and landed on the floor and squeaked before running off.

“Who’s there? Answer!” someone demanded from behind. I turned to look who it was, my fist up ready to fight if needed. But there stood Alissa with her wavy brunette hair.

“It’s just me, Alissa,” I replied, standing up. I walked over to the light switch and switched the lights on.

“Geez, Amy. You looked like a ghost! With your glazed vanilla-colored hair and the white dress you’re wearing,” I shook my head and lead her out the door.

“What were you doing in there?” she whispered into my ears. I could feel her breath in my ear making me feel uncomfortable.

“Something.” I replied. I turned to face her and looked into her eyes. Her brown eyes shimmered in the dark. “Did you take it, Alissa?” I stared at her face.

“No, I don’t even know what you are talking about,” she replied calmly. I looked at her face for any signs of lying but she stared back at me, with no smile. “Seriously! Tell me what are you looking for, I can help,” her brown eyes pleading at me. “Is it money? Something important?”

Instead of answering I turned back towards the wooden doors.

“Never mind, go back to sleep,” I said and before waiting for a reply, I opened the door and walked inside. My hands hovered over the light switch before I finally turned it on. As the light slowly flicked on, I grinned a little and walked back to the box. The small pond of blood was still there on the tile floor. I clutched my right hand to my chest remembering. Blood started to dry onto my skin.

I looked into the last box and smiled. There it lay on the bottom of the box. I slipped my hands under it and lifted it up like a delicate baby that if I were to hold it too hard or drop it, it would break. I hugged it and grinned. I stood up slowly and walked over to the middle of the room. I slowly placed it down onto the table.

Suddenly the door creaked open and there stood Alissa. I quickly grabbed it and hid it under my shirt. “Alissa, I told you to go back to sleep!”

“What are you doing?” she questioned, “Why aren't you sleeping?” She stepped closer and closer to me until she was only a foot away. I could feel myself heating up; sweat dripped down my forehead.

“Go to sleep,” I pleaded. I looked up at the lights, trying to think of an excuse or an escape. We stared at each other in silence, listening to the wind blowing. “I'll give you half of my my chocolate tomorrow if you promise to forget that you ever saw me and go back to sleep.”

She thought about it for a moment before answering. “Yes!” she squeaked happily and nodded her head before rushing out the door.

I grinned and turned back around and placed it back onto the table. I reached for the silver knife on the side and picked it up. I sliced it up into small thin pieces. I picked one up and held it to my face. The door was pushed open, and Alissa rushed in.

I shrieked and dropped it. She looked at it and grinned and started to laugh.

“Salami? Seriously?”