Girls. Sleepovers. They were meant for each other. Especially when it's just you and a friend that act as if you were sisters. Spending the night at my friend Angela's House (we act as if we were sisters) we pull pranks on her mom, and her dad gets us back.
Being suckers for scary movies, we decided to watch The Grudge 2 at nearly 1 in the morning. Angela makes me sit by the window, just in case something tries to come in, they get me first (aren't I lucky). It was coming for the part where someone was going to die when
"Ahhhhhhh"
Her dad jumped out of the closet and scared us. I've never screamed so loud in my life. He laughed and joked at us while we were trying to make it look as if we knew he was there the whole time.
"Yea sure dad... uh-huh. We never knew you were there" we kept on telling those lies until he laughed his way out of the room. Eventually we started up the movie again and watched it through.
"How bout we watch The Texas Chainsaw Massacre?" Angela asked.
"Sure why not," I said.
Watching that scared us out of our skins. I thought we'd never get to sleep.
Later that night, we were sleeping, me next to the window (of course) when we were awoke my the sound of a chainsaw. We were so scared we nearly wet ourselves.
Laughing once more, was her father who we were ticked at. He laughed until he cried, then left the room. "Oh you shouldn't have done that," her mom said in the hallway between Angela's room and the bathroom.
"Well I did," he said firing up the chainsaw once more.
"The neighbors are going to have a fit if you keep those screaming," her mom said.
"Ok then. It'll give them a show too," he said.
Then her mom came in and told us she was sorry for what Angela's dad did to us. We told her it was fine, but we said nothing about getting him back.
We made a plan, to put The Ring on in their room and then we would hide under their bed so they would freak out. It sounded good, until we couldn't find the movie. We searched everywhere for it (in her room) and she remembered it was in the living room.
The living room is down the hall from her parent's room and they always kept the door open. Somehow, we had to get past them without them seeing or hearing us. Slowly, we snuck into the living room, she got the movie and I hid under the bed (the bed is against the wall with the T.V. in front and windows on both sides). She put the movie in to where she was coming out of the well (it was paused), and grabbed the other remotes.
She snuck under the bed and pushed play, but we heard nothing. She thought she hadn't pushed the button hard enough, so she tried again. Still nothing. She tried once more, but then the T.V. turned off. I thought one of us had hit the power button so she turned the T.V. back on, but it turned off again. We were freaked out.
"Do they have another remote?" I asked.
"No I've got them all," she said and she did.
She just gasped and hit my arm. I looked to where she was looking, and there was someone looking, no glaring in on us.
"Angela... we're on the 2nd floor", I said. She said nothing. How could someone be there, looking in on us. We stayed quiet. We watched the person as they watched us.
Terrified, we did nothing. We jumped as the T.V. turned on full blast to where we wanted it to start. Her parents jumped out of bed and tried to turn it off, but somehow couldn't. Finally Angela's dad unplugged the T.V. and looked for the remotes. I'm not sure how, but he saw us under the bad and told us to come out. When we did we told him about the prank and about someone looking into the room. He said that there was no way someone could get onto the 2nd story and look in at us. He said it was so dark in there, they wouldn't even be able to see us.
So, tell me, was it fake, or was it real?
How can a neighbor be on a two story window just to get the "last laugh"? Again, did you read the story? Or are you more inclined to your sardonic sense of humor?