It was a hot night in July. It was about 10 or 11pm at night. Lacey, was inside with the air conditioner on. She was lying in her bed watching television. She didn’t know that it was going to be one of the strangest/worst night of her life.
As she was watching television she heard her front door open. She could’ve sworn someone walked in and yelled her name. Lacey! Lacey!! Lacey!!! It sounded like it was her sister calling for her.
She jumps up. “What?” There was no answer. “Shelly? What is it?” Lacey still didn’t get an answer. So, she stood up and looked out her window. She didn’t see anything. Not even her sister’s car. She decided to get up and walk around the house.
At this point she is scared and she thinks she’s going crazy. She decides to head down stairs. She looks around. No one is on the first floor. She even heads down to the basement. No one is there either. Since she can’t find anyone she decides to go back to her room. Next she gets a phone call.
It’s her sister. “Lacey, pop isn’t doing good at the hospital. Do you want to go with me?”
“No” Lacey says. She hangs up the phone and starts to cry. Not knowing what to do or how to get her mind off of what is going on she gets on her laptop. She plays a few games and chats with a few friends from school. About an hour or so later again she hears something.
She hears someone coming in from the garage. It sounds like the walk into the kitchen stand there in the middle of it and yell her name. Three times in a row again. The only difference is she thinks it’s her mom calling for her. Again she answers.
“What!…. What!!….. What!!!” Lacey screams. No one answers. She gets up again to look outside and search the house. Once again she found that she was all alone. She gets back to her computer. Tells one of her friends what happened. They didn’t know what was wrong with her either.
When the phone rang she nearly jumped out of her skin. It’s her mom on the other end. “Lacey I’m sorry to tell you pop passed away.” Lacey holds everything she can in and mustards up an “Okay.” Nearly dropping the phone when she hears the news, she stops herself and calms down.
After she hangs up the phone, she lays down looking up at the ceiling. Was it her grandfather saying goodbye or is she going crazy?