The Attic Essay Research Paper He knew

The Attic Essay, Research Paper

He knew that there would be a time when she would switch

on the light too late but there was nothing he could do about that. So

silently, watching, he crouched in the corner of the attic. . Happily Veronica

skipped up the stairs to the attic. Switching on the light she went in. How she

loved this attic with its many rooms and the many corners, playing hide and

seek was brilliant. That reminded her, she had to have another party soon so

that all her friends could admire her lovely attic again. Suddenly she

stumbled. .Ouch!. she exclaimed. .Why on earth did Daddy insist on re-roofing

this place. There are things everywhere I can.t find anything. Mind you.

all of these boxes. we could make play houses and hide and seek, how amazing it

would be, no one would ever be found!. . Why wouldn.t she

go. It was obvious that she had had an idea about something or other by the

expression on her face. Intense, thoughtful, so flipping innocent. Why wouldn.t

she just go. . ..And then we could

have a sleepover up here.. She sighed with content. With a jolt she came back

to earth, now what was she looking for again. Oh yes, a screwdriver, one with a

flat end. Dashing from room to room she searched. .Why does Daddy have to hide

everything. WHERE IS THAT SREWDRIVER....

Her cry echoed around the attic, through all the rooms, bouncing back to

her. Frantically she started looking behind boxes scattering them everywhere

flinging things over her head and into the neat empty spaces. . What on earth

was she doing now. There was no logical reason why she should be throwing

things around. He went further back into the shadows and glared, hating the

determined little face. . With a final

stamp of her foot she gave up and stormed out of the attic, slamming the door

behind her and switching the light off. Piles of clothes were left messily

lying around each room. Had she looked back, she would have noticed the glow of

his eyes in the corner staring at her, following her every movement. . Peace at last

from the little brat. Quickly he darted out of his hiding place behind the

screen supporting the rafters and carefully placed the screwdriver on the

nearest pile. It lay there shining as the moon caught the bright silver from

through the window. Silently he dashed back, sitting there watching, waiting. . .Daddy!. But

he was not home yet. She jumped as the phone let out a shrill cry. .He..hello..

.Veronica, its daddy here. Are you ok. You.re breathing

rather heavily.. .No, I.m fine Daddy, the phone just gave me a shock.. .I.ll be home in about half an hour, is that ok.. .Yes that.s fine. About that screwdriver.. .You found it, oh thank you Ronny. You.ve no idea how

helpful it.ll be. See you soon.. .See you... But he was gone. Taking the portable phone with

her, she ventured back to the attic for the second time that night. . The door opened

again and that maddening face entered. He laughed menacingly as she picked up

the screwdriver with an astonished look on her face. Putting it in her pocket

she looked around. Looking straight at him but seeing nothing. She seemed to

sense something for she suddenly looked nervous. An evil smile crossed his

face. She came closer, peering into the darkness under the rafters, so close

that he could feel her breath. Suddenly she seemed to lose courage and she

charged for the door. Abruptly she looked back as she switched the light off.

With a piercing scream, she ran. . Did she really see

eyes, or was it just her imagination. Desperately she tried to recall moments

to prove the latter explanation. She had always had an active imagination, all

of her teachers said so. She loved making up stories in her head and she had

entered several creative writing pieces for the school paper. That settled it;

her imagination was working overtime at the moment. Shaking her head, she tried

to get the image out of it, but she could still see the two glowing circles in

the attic staring at her. She ran to the sitting room and switched the

television on. Turning the volume up as loud as she dared, she began to flick through

the channels. As she looked she paused seeing a long line of cars on the

screen. .There are long queues on the M25 following a road accident.

The drivers are being taken to hospital as we speak. Luckily no one has

suffered any major injuries .. Veronica turned pale as she recognised her dad.s

car being towed away and the realisation that she was alone sunk in. . Thanks to

Veronica, he was able to hear quite clearly that she was alone and would be for

a while yet. The smile crept back onto his face as he moved silently to the

door and let himself out into the house.Veronica shot up in bed fully awake and breaking out in cold

sweat. As she managed to calm herself she realised that the sound that had

managed to awaken her was the ringing phone next to

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