Tilly
“Tilly,” a woman called from the kitchen “Can you take these to your brother, darling and his friends?”
There was a plate of cookies on the side, around twenty in total and footsteps then came pit-pattering over. A young girl not even ten winters then appeared and then looked at the plate of mouth-watering cookies.
“Okay” she said, looking downhearted “They seemed to be playing that new game everyone has been talking about.”
She then grabbed the plate and then carefully took it up the stairs as carefully as she can. She didn’t want to drop it like the time she dropped cranberry juice on her mom’s new white carpet a few years back. She shivered at that thought and then knocked on her brother’s bedroom door.
“Gary,” called Tilly, “May I come in?”
She could hear ominous music from his bedroom. He didn’t answer but she could hear the four boys shouting,
“Ha, they say that it’s supposed to be scary, but it ain’t!” her brother’s loud and overpowering voice, echoing upstairs.
“It’s just answering dumb questions.”
“Maybe the end is scary.”
“Yes,” the last on said sarcastically “it will be so scary.”
Tilly then knocked again, hoping for once, her elder brother would listen to her but, like any other time, he ignored her. It was like she didn’t exist at all. She then carefully put the plate of cookies on the pink stained carpet and then did the unthinkable, she went into his room, without asking him. His room was filled with beanbags, one for each of his friends. There was a TV on one of its walls, but it looked as if it had been put on static, as if the Wi-Fi had been turned off. The beanbags were unoccupied, though Tilly knew that she had just heard them two minutes earlier.
She then spotted something in the static. Two large, red eyes, floating around the screen, seemed to be looking right at Tilly. Her face then went pale and her eyes wide as she then took a couple of steps back. She then felt woozy, her whole body wobbled, everything was going out of balance. Her eyes struggled to open, it felt like such a task to do.
And that was when Tilly fainted.
