
"DeAnna!" Her mom called her one evening. "Me & Frank are going out tonite with Uncle Les and Aunt Sherry.
Shelia is gonna babysit so you & your brothers behave. And help listen out for Denise. She should sleep until we get back."
She said as they walked out the door.
Shelia was upset. She had plans with her girlfriend Linda.
"Well, lets make some popcorn & lemonade." Shelia said.
They all gathered in the front room and she told they spooky stories. Then they got to play around tingling each other
on the floor. Shelia tingled her so bad she couldn't breathe. She thought she was gonna die. She finally stopped and rolled
over.
But she just laid there. "Come on Sheila get up!" DeAnna exclaimed. Sheila just laid there with her eyes shut.
"Get up!" DeAnna started shaking her to get up. But she just laid there.
"Oh my God! Something is wrong!" She said to her brothers. She ran into the kitchen to call her grandma's down
the road. But the phone was busy.
"The phone's busy! I'm gonna run down to grandma's. You two stay here. I'll be right back."
It was dark outside. But DeAnna was so scared she just ran as fast as she could. When she ran into the house she was out
of breathe.
"What's wrong?" Aunt Jo asked walking over to her.
DeAnna was so out of breathe she could hardly talk. "It's..................... Sheila!"
"Where is she?" Aunt Jo asked as Aunt Marilyn & Uncle David walked into the room.
"H...O..M....E!" She could still hardly talk she was so scared.
"Come on lets go see what's wrong." DeAnna followed Aunt Jo out the door into the car.
They walked into the front room and her brothers were sitting next to her scared.
"Sheila!" Aunt Jo called to her as she picked her head up.
"EMMMMMMMMMMMM" Sheila moaned in her sleep.
"What's wrong with you?" Aunt Jo asked. But Shelia was out.
"Well, I'll sit here with you's until your mom gets back. But it's getting late and you kids need to go to bed."
"Ok!" They said as they hugged her goodnight.
The next day DeAnna found out that Sheila drank a whole bottle of cough syrup. She had pasted out.
DeAnna had a problem with wetting the bed. She hated it but didn't know how to stop it. One nite when she climbed into bed
Frank came into her room. He had a butcher knife in his hand. He walked over to her. DeAnna was scared.
"You see this knife?" He asked her. She could tell he had been drinking. There were nights he didn't come home
driving the truck. She loved them nights. Whenever he was home he'd drink all night long.
"Yes!" DeAnna said shaking her head.
"I'm putting this under your bed. And if you pee the bed it is gonna cut off your pee pee!" He said as he put
the knife under her bed. DeAnna started crying she was so scared.
"You don't need to be crying. Just don't pee the bed!" He said as he walked out the bedroom and shut off the
light.
DeAnna hugged Dusty and cried herself to sleep. She hoped she wouldn't pee.
The next morning she woke up and her bed was wet. She had peed. She looked under her bed and the knife was still there.
It didn't cut off her pee pee!
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