Suspense Story

Michelle Cisneros
9/30/12
2pd

One night, i looked out the window, and i saw the neighbor disappear into his hallway. It was very strange, and i was very puzzled. So i decided to go help him. It was up to Chris and I to help him. I made a very stupid decision, and because of that decision, i was under house arrest. Luckily, the court only had me under house arrest until the sixteenth, that was in about a week and a half. Even knowing that, i dreaded being in my house all day, not knowing what to do. So, i got in the habit of paying attention to what the neighbors did around me. It had been a week, and the only exciting things i had seen were the little boys across the street watching rated R movies while their parents were away. Until recently, there was two new neighbors. It was a family of three, a couple with a son. The other neighbor was a single man. My mom, being the "friendly" neighbor, went to go welcome the family and the new man. As usual, she invited them for dinner. That night, something i was not looking forward to, was very strange. The Ramirez family came over on time, at seven o'clock sharp. Mr. Henderson was late - thirty minutes late, to be exact. Of course, we had to wait for him so we could eat. That made me mad, because i was hungry. Once we began to eat, everything seemed normal. Everyone seemed to be getting to know each other, even the son of the Ramirez family was getting along with me. Everything seemed to be normal until, Mr. Henderson's phone rang and he decided he needed to answer the phone call. He looked quite scared when he was talking on the phone, but i decided to ignore it. Once he was done with the phone call, he gave his sincerest apologies and he left. After maybe another hour, dinner was over. As the Ramirez family was leaving, Chris, their son, asked if he could spend the night at my house, since we became good friends right away. That night, while we were in my room, we were looking outside of my window with my binoculars, and we saw the weirdest thing we've ever seen in our life. Mr. Henderson was throwing a bag away. It wasn't just any ordinary bag, there seemed to be some gooey, red liquid dripping from the side of the bag. Mr. Henderson noticed the liquid, and reached over and cuffed his hand under the bad. Once his hand got full, he drank the red substance. Chris and i were very puzzled and disgusted. Our first thought was that the red liquid was blood. To see him drink it made it unbearable. I was determined to find out what that red liquid was. The next day was my last day of being on house arrest. As soon as my parole officer got out off my house, i went next door to Chris' house and asked him if he was ready to go check what was in that bag. Surely, he came with me and we went to go check Mr. Henderson's garbage can. We couldn't believe what was in that bag. A little girl's body! As soon as we saw that little girls body, we ran back to my house and called the police. Without us knowing, Mr. Henderson saw us. He came to my house and asked us, "Excuse me, were you two just at my trashcan ?" We replied, "Of-f-f course not." "Listen, you youngsters need to stay out of people's trashcans. That's still my property." As soon as he finished that sentence, the police arrived. They asked who's trashcan we were talking about, and with my eyes i signaled Mr. Henderson. The policewoman put her hand on her gun, and asked Mr. Henderson to take them to his trashcan. Mr. Henderson, without hesitation, took them to his trashcan. To our surprise, the little girl wasn't there anymore. After being there twenty-five minutes, the police left. That night, Mr. Henderson told my mother what had happened. My mother, with so much shame, apologized and sent me to go and clean up his house and cut his yard in return for the shame i made him go through. Chris's parents also made him do the same. Before we went the next morning, at dawn, we looked at his house carefully. As we looked inside, we noticed Mr. Henderson running, in his own house. We didn't know from who, there was nobody chasing him. As he ran down the hallway he disappeared. i couldnt believe it until i saw him leave. i thought i saw something else but it turned out it was my shadow, i was scared ! then my cat meowed and i was home alone and i got even more scared i couldnt believe that my parents left me home alone.