An Eerie Object

Gemma, Sam and Emma were three friends destined to have a good time. Emma was the daring one, who was never frightened to try anything and always spoke her mind, where as Gemma was shy and was a bit reluctant to try daring and exciting things. Sam; she was a bit of both, anything suited her.

   On this particular night, the three friends had decided to go on to the beach for a walk. Knowing it was cold and foggy outside they wore their scarves tight around their necks and their gloves covering every inch of their hands. They had decided to meet at the fair, so they could head straight for the beach and begin to have a good time.

   As Sam walked alone, to the designated meeting place, the sky darkened, the breeze sent shivers down her spine but the thought of meeting up with her friends gave Sam a secure feeling. The Wind howled viciously, as Sam spotted her friends at the fair gates, behind the hazy mist.

  “Hey Girls! Is that you?” Sam shouted in hesitation.

Sam kept on walking in the direction of her friends, until they seen her.

“Hi Sam, what took you so long?” questioned Emma, with a shiver in her voice.

“What do you mean ‘What took you so long’ I’m early, like usual” Sam argued to her friends.

“Oh well, we must be even earlier, Emma” Gemma turned and said to her friend.

  Without saying another word, they began to walk through the fair, arm in arm, to protect their fears. An eerie feeling sprung upon the three friends and none of them liked it. Clinching each other tightly, they could smell fear was near.

  Sam being brave spoke about her feelings “ Girls, I really don’t like this, would it be o.k if we went for a walk another night?”

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 “Oh do we have to? The night is young and adventures are approaching, I sense it,” Emma spoke, sounding disappointed by Sam’s question.

“The only thing you sense, Emma, is fear like the rest of us!” screamed Sam bitterly.

Shocked by her friends attempt to start an argument, Emma spilled questions and ideas out of her big mouth.

“What if I do, What if I sense both? Fear and adventure, doesn’t it appeal to you?”

Sam and Gemma looked at each other terrifyingly. Emma wasn’t sure which of them would voice their answer first. A minute passed by and silence ...

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