Locked in the Attic. (Joey and Jakob), chapter 4
During the night, Jakob had been crying and Billie had had to comfort him as he was really upset. He sobbed and sobbed so much so, that there was a little pool of water on the floor. Billie sat and rocked Jakob until about 4pm, when he had finally stopped and was wimpering slightly. Joey, through all the noise and commontion from Jakobs' room had woke up. He lay in his bed and watched the shodows from a couple of cars pass by. He had been dreaming about the attic and Mrs. Kimberley and the horrid things he had been made to do. He thought to himself, "She was dreadful".
He was just drifting to sleep when he heard what he thought was someone in his room. He cowered beneath the bed covers and suddenly needed the toilet. He was so afraid. He lay there for what seemed like hours, until he finally plucked up courage to turn his lamp on his bedside table on. He sat up and saw that the shadow had been an old toy that had fallen from the cupboard that he hadn't played with in years.
He giggled to himself, "Silly me. Better go to the toilet." He got up and shivered slightly. He wasn't cold. He opened the bedroom door. He stood for a second, just inside the door behing the join line where the carpets meet. The light at the other end of he landing wasn't on. He switched the nearest light on and walked towards the other end. He stopped suddenly, because he thought he saw a shadow. His heart bgan to race and he was frightened bu the urge to pee was growing so he carried on.
If I can just get to the middle wall, 'If I can just get to that wall, I can switch the light on..' He said to himself. He reached the wall but it all happned to quick. The shadow pounced and grabbed Joey from the side. He tried to struggle, and scream, but the sound wouldn't come out. He was dragged into the bathroom and then he saw her.
MRS. KIMBERLEY!!!!!
He stood shaking but managed to squeak, "How did you get in here? "
She glared at him and said, "I climbed through your window this afternoon and waited for you. I'm not very pleased with you boy!" Joey started to panic. He tried to wriggle out of her grip but she was strong. he pulled and pulled and eventually got free.
He kicked her and stamped on her feet and found his voice and screamed. "MUM! DAD! HELP!!! "
Billie was the first there. He heard Joey scream. Billie ran to help Joey while Adrienne rang the police. Mrs. Kimberley took Joey to the basement and looked at him. "That'll teach you you horrible child." She said.
Joey was crying and Billie found them. Mrs. Kimberley had broken one of the windows and had gotten away. When Billie found Joey he looked at him and cried because his face had been scarred with acid. Mrs. Kimberley had put acid on his face. The skin was burnt and Joey needed help. Billie was inconsolable. Adrienne picked Joey up and rushed him to the car. She drove like mad to the hospital and screamed at the nurses to help her son.
As they hurriedly took Joey away to a private ward, She collapsed on the floor and burst into tears. The scars were going to be bad. All she wanted to do was to hug her son. A million and one questions zoomed around her head and she couldn't think straight. The nurse helped her up and told her her son was asking for her. She went to his side and stayed there. She looked at ther son crying and frightened and help his hand so tight.
Was he going to be ok?
He was just drifting to sleep when he heard what he thought was someone in his room. He cowered beneath the bed covers and suddenly needed the toilet. He was so afraid. He lay there for what seemed like hours, until he finally plucked up courage to turn his lamp on his bedside table on. He sat up and saw that the shadow had been an old toy that had fallen from the cupboard that he hadn't played with in years.
He giggled to himself, "Silly me. Better go to the toilet." He got up and shivered slightly. He wasn't cold. He opened the bedroom door. He stood for a second, just inside the door behing the join line where the carpets meet. The light at the other end of he landing wasn't on. He switched the nearest light on and walked towards the other end. He stopped suddenly, because he thought he saw a shadow. His heart bgan to race and he was frightened bu the urge to pee was growing so he carried on.
If I can just get to the middle wall, 'If I can just get to that wall, I can switch the light on..' He said to himself. He reached the wall but it all happned to quick. The shadow pounced and grabbed Joey from the side. He tried to struggle, and scream, but the sound wouldn't come out. He was dragged into the bathroom and then he saw her.
MRS. KIMBERLEY!!!!!
He stood shaking but managed to squeak, "How did you get in here? "
She glared at him and said, "I climbed through your window this afternoon and waited for you. I'm not very pleased with you boy!" Joey started to panic. He tried to wriggle out of her grip but she was strong. he pulled and pulled and eventually got free.
He kicked her and stamped on her feet and found his voice and screamed. "MUM! DAD! HELP!!! "
Billie was the first there. He heard Joey scream. Billie ran to help Joey while Adrienne rang the police. Mrs. Kimberley took Joey to the basement and looked at him. "That'll teach you you horrible child." She said.
Joey was crying and Billie found them. Mrs. Kimberley had broken one of the windows and had gotten away. When Billie found Joey he looked at him and cried because his face had been scarred with acid. Mrs. Kimberley had put acid on his face. The skin was burnt and Joey needed help. Billie was inconsolable. Adrienne picked Joey up and rushed him to the car. She drove like mad to the hospital and screamed at the nurses to help her son.
As they hurriedly took Joey away to a private ward, She collapsed on the floor and burst into tears. The scars were going to be bad. All she wanted to do was to hug her son. A million and one questions zoomed around her head and she couldn't think straight. The nurse helped her up and told her her son was asking for her. She went to his side and stayed there. She looked at ther son crying and frightened and help his hand so tight.
Was he going to be ok?
