Elizabeth Tate isn't that well known in Hawkins Middle School, but it is known that it wasn't likely she talked to anyone in the so called 'party'. One night, while walking home in the dark, she sees some large un-human creature. And the next day, W...
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When we arrive I sneak her through my window, going quietly as possible. When she tried to hop inside, she falls, making a loud thud inside my house.
"Shit, shit, shit." I curse.
"Liz, are you home?" I hear my mom ask from somewhere in the house.
"Yeah!" I shout, my eyes bulging out of my head.
"Okay, go to bed soon please."
"Okay, mom! Night!"
I lock my door, opening up my closet. Behind my closet door, was another door, that lead to a big space where I sometimes hang out. I cover a spot with blankets and pillows, and put a water bottle next to it. I show her the bathroom in my room, and how to get in and out of the closet, before she sits down in the makeshift bed, smiling faintly.
"Goodnight, Ten," I smile softly, "Try not to be loud, okay? I don't want my parents to hear you."
She nods, before unscrewing the cap of her water bottle slowly, pouring it onto her hand.
I don't question it as I get up, ready to leave the hidden room, but when I glance over my shoulder I see the water from her hand floating, before it plops into Ten's mouth.
I nearly faint at the sight, rushing over to the girl's side, "What was that?"
Ten tilts her head in confusion, blood slowly dripping down her nose as I repeat, "What was that? Did you just make the water float?"
She nods and I look over my shoulder, before whispering, "How?"
She shrugs, pouring more on her hand and focusing on the liquid before a blob of water springs up, floating over and into Ten's mouth.
More blood drips down her nose but she wipes it, and my eyes widen as I stare at the water bottle, before looking to the teen, "What the-"
I could hear the knob of my bedroom door jiggling, before my mom's quiet voice speaks, "Liz, are you awake? Why's your door locked?"
I spring into action, placing the blanket over Ten and holding a finger to my lips before creeping out of the hidden room, out of my closet, and to my door. I unlock it, and immediately it whips open.
"I thought you were going to sleep." My mom says, although it sounds like a question.
"I am." I alleged.
"With your lights on? You said you hate sleeping with them on," My mom raises her eyebrows, catching onto my lie.
"I usually do," I back up, "I just wanted to try something new; experiment."
