Your True Tales
April 2006 – Page 26

It Wanted to Play
by Lynelle Kaley

I was on my way to school, like usual every day. It was raining and I was heading to my first period class when I thought I saw a little girl standing in the rain by the fence. But once I blinked, she was gone. I walked in my class confused, thinking my mind was playing tricks on me, and started writing my assignment.

I was getting into my work when I heard someone call my name. I looked around my classroom, thinking one of my friends called me, but no one was looking at me. I began to work again when this time I heard someone say, "Lynelle... come out and play with me." I knew right then that none of my friends were calling me because this time I was staring right at the window and swore I saw the same little girl that I saw outside right before I came in class.

But the thing that creeped me out the most was there was a dark figure standing right behind her. To this day she calls my name when I'm in class and says the same words every so often, "Lynelle... come out and play with me." Whenever it is break at school, I sometimes stay inside, not knowing what the little girl is capable of. And I would just sit in horror and stare out at the little girl watching me from the window.

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