Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Ghosty

Stella didn't want to be on the bus. She wasn't ready to leave town. So she called to the driver to stop and let her off. The driver growled something about now being able to stop the bus there, but she would find a parking lot to stop in later.

They were already three blocks away from Stella's house, and she wasn't sure how she was going to get home. But as fate would have it, the bus stopped at the home of PankRatz, her former boss. Stella was pretty certain that PankRatz had been turned into a ghost and Stella had boxes stored in the houses. As she stood on the sidewalk contemplating whether she should go inside, she saw Regier walking up the sidewalk toward her. They ran to one another and hugged. Regier had worked with PankRatz and probably had things stored in her old home. Stella suggested that they go inside and collect their stuff, but she didn't have any bags. Regier agreed and the two approached the spooky old building.

Stella instantly saw the boxes that they had stored there, but her fear of the PankRatz ghost was too high. She could hardly move once she was in the house. Regier was fearless. He went to the boxes and began dumping them on the floor. As he selected items he wanted to take, Stella gained enough courage to sit next to him on the floor. Regier handed her a small plastic bag and only looked at her to indicate that she should get to work. She began putting items in the small Famous Dave's bag.

The ghost of PankRatz zoomed down the stairs and Stella realized they had failed to identify the nearest exit. Regier pointed at a door and told Stella to go, but she wouldn't leave the house without him. So she grabbed his arm and dragged him through the door. The ghost of PankRatz was sitting in the doorway, looking at them. Stella shouted, "Get out of here. Nobody likes you. And this is our stuff. HAG."

It was such a rush until Stella realized that they were 600 yards above the rest of the down. They would have to walk down stairs for an eternity. Regier grabbed her for one last hug and he leaped over the side railing of the stone staircase. Stella saw him grabbing trees and bushes and sliding down the dirt to the street below. He was so suave. Stella would have to take the stairs. She couldn't do all the sliding with the Famous Dave's bag. So she began her descent. Stella looked longingly at the hardware store below and wished she was there instead. As she turned back to look at the stairs a very large man was standing there. Obviously startled, Stella whacked him with the bag and jumped back as much as she could without falling into the man.

"I'm s-s-s-sorry. I was j-j-just walking down from this h-house. A b-b-bus dropped me off up there. I just need to get home. Sorry to be in your way," Stella stammered. Then she ran. She ran as fast as she could. When she reached the bottom of the stairs she quietly swore under her breath and drudged homeward.

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