Charlotte had an assignment for the month to write a short story. I decided to write one of my own as well.
Lost at Disneyland
By Maggie Sierdsma
Sam leaned against a brick wall, jiggling her right leg in time to a minor-key version of “Up On The Housetop.” The eerily festive tune echoed the macabre skeleton and spider web holiday decorations around the stately grounds of The Haunted Mansion.
Sam liked Nightmare Before Christmas. Everyone said the seasonal overlay was amazing. She had to see it, they said. She wanted to see it.
If only she could make herself go in the building.
It was better this way, she thought, remembering the breathlessness, the cold sweat, the shrill whimpering sobs that wouldn’t stop. That was two years ago, the last time she forced herself through the Mansion’s double doors into the dimly lit portrait gallery. No matter how awkward it was to wait out here for the others, it was much less awkward than causing a scene like that. Especially in front of Jamie’s new friends.
Sam’s leg jiggles graduated to toe taps and soon she was pacing restlessly in front of the ghastly green wrought iron gate that marked the exit from the ride.
“This is taking forever,” she muttered. “I don’t know how much longer I can wait.” Her fingernails flicked lightly back and forth against the sides of her thumbs as she considered what to do. How soon would her best friend Jamie and the other girls from St. Mary’s come off the ride? Did she have time to make a quick run to the restroom?
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