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Week 3 - Activity 3 - Finish the Story

10/15/2017

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Tea Party

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When I was a little kid, unfortunately, my mom passed away from cancer and I started living with my stepfather. He was my stepfather because my real one had a divorce with my mom. I noticed quite a few weird things about my stepfather. He would often ask people if they have had a history of cancer in their family and he would always have tea parties with new people every day. Every night I would hear a shudder shriek of a person at exactly twelve o’clock, and the sound of a chainsaw being used.
My step dad would usually bake cookies and one time I ate one of them, “No Annie, don’t eat them, they’re not meant for you.” My step dad had shouted, and I had to spit it out but I felt sick, weak and dreadful. What did he mean? “They’re not meant for you.” As if it was meant for someone else. My step dad always gave me the scariest chills, he was big tall and creepy.
One night when I was having hard time sleeping, I came out of my room. I heard a scream coming from the basement. “What is going on?” I thought. I went down and saw something I dreaded the most. It was a dead body tied to a chair, blood everywhere and the body cut into pieces. Very soon, I heard the footsteps a big person. I rushed to the closet and hid in it. I was scared. I couldn’t see anything but I could hear faint sounds.
“Who is this person? Why is there a killer on the loose in my house and how did he get into my house?” So many questions I had but there was no answer. Then I heard somebody whispering my name. “Oh my sweet Annie, next is your turn. I am sure, I'm going to miss you when you're gone.
But why? Why did he want to murder me? Before I could figure it out, the sun went up. I tried to be brave and come out of the closet, but to my surprise, there was nobody around in the basement. I immediately ran upstairs to my room. My dad was in the kitchen preparing the same cookies for the breakfast. He asked me, “Annie would you like to join me for tea this afternoon?” I had to find out why he was doing this, so I agreed. “Sure dad!” I answered cheerfully. My step dad went to work and I sat on my bed wondering what to do. I rushed down to the basement again to find any clue but apparently, nothing was there except a chair and two closets, one locked and the other one that I hid in, so I went back up. I thought of a plan.
“Annie I’m home! Let’s have our tea party,” dad shouted as he entered the house in the afternoon. I thought, “This might be the last time I get to live.” I sat down and pretended to eat a cookie and falling straight on the ground. I heard him say, “Finally Annie’s also gone.” He brought me down to the basement. 

What do you think will happen to Annie? Does she make it out alive? Please finish the story in the comments below. 

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Sue link
10/18/2017 05:57:33 pm

Annie was a smart child. She had seen the dead person earlier and knew she would probably be next. So that morning, when her stepdad was at work, she had run to the police station, reported what had happened and a policeman had come back and hidden in the closet ready to jump out when Annie gave the special codeword.

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Mai Thao link
10/28/2017 07:38:57 am

Dear Ms. W,

That is actually pretty close to the actual ending! Good job! ^^

Best Regards,

Mai Thao

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Emma link
10/20/2017 11:44:41 pm

My heart was beating a million times a second in my chest. How would I get out? Where would I go if I survived? My stepdad set me down on a chair.
"Now Annie, I won't be a minute. I will get you something that will help you," my stepdad said in a chilling tone. I noticed that on the floor there were stains of blood of the past victims, the stains recording their last movements. Stepdad reached into the locked cupboard marked with scratches and pulled out a long, thin tube made of glass. Inside the tube was an emerald liquid that sparkled when it caught the light.
"Annie, I hate to tell you this, but you have cancer. Don't worry though. I have developed a cure that will save you." Stepdad's glasses framed his cunning eyes while his frizzy, unwashed hair stuck out from his scalp. He popped of the top of the tube and forced the emerald liquid down my throat. I choked on the sourness of it. It burned my throat and made me want to drink the coldest water on the Earth.
"There, now you'll be better. Do you want to know what it is made of?" Stepdad's mouth curled up into a cruel, wicked smile. I had to stop myself from running to the police station that was only two streets away.
"It's made out of human blood that has been in contact with cancer cells. It made the blood resistant to the cancer and will now run through your body." The thought almost made me sick. Suddenly, I could'n't control myself and I burst out of the chair and out of the basement, into the street to somewhere. I could hear the haunting laugh of my stepdad echoing behind me. "You can't hide from me Annie!" he chuckled. He had made no attempt to run after to me. I had managed to escape for now, but would I be able to escape from him again?

Hi Mai Thao,

I also did this activity for this week's challenge. Here's the link: http://emmac23.edublogs.org/2017/10/21/student-blogging-challenge-week-2-activity-3-the-land/. Would you like to be on my blogroll?

From Emma (emmac23)

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Mai Thao link
10/23/2017 08:26:56 am

Hey Emma!

I think what you have completed is very good! It might even be better then the original story. :p It was interesting to read it and see how others think the story's going to go.

Thanks!
Best regards,

Mai Thao

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