Jenelle+Garraway

__//** Story One **//__

When we get back to Ib’s house, I tell her to go and play with her Barbie’s while I go and get cleaned up. When I know she’s in her room I go to the main bathroom and wash my hands and face. The green slime from the tunnel is all over the knees of my jeans. I try my best to get as much of it off as I can. When I’m walking back to Ib’s room I hear her singing the song from the tunnel.

// “Idey, Idey, what’s your name, // // What’s your name to get in the game?” //

I walk into the room and she stops singing. She looks at me and ask, “how come the girl knew your name” I tell her that I didn’t know and I ask her, “What else did they say to you?” “They said that they wanted to talk to you, that they missed you, that they wanted you to come and play with them and they said that if I eat the cake that they would keep me forever if you didn’t come back to them. They said that eating the cake would make it so that I could get back to this side of the tunnel.” She asked me some more questions but I gave her vague answers and tried to change the subject when ever I got the chance.

I thought about what Ib had said when I get home that night. What could it all mean that what happen to back could somehow be like what happen to me when I was younger? I got on the internet and searched anything that had to do with dancing girl, that sang song in a circle, and that kept little kids. I got a lot of different results, things like mystery novels, role playing games etc. What came up the most was a link about fairies. It said that there were two types of fairies the good and the bad or Light and Dark. The Light side is all around good, but the Dark were very mischievous. They liked to lure little kids way from their parents that once the kids were alone they would make the kids play with them that if the child could same their owe name that they had to eat the cake which would make it so they child could never leave. The only way they could be freed was if someone called them by their full name before they ate the cake. Reading this makes me glad that Jeff called my name even if it was just to make fun of me.

And then Jeff yelled my name down the tunnel, “what’s the matter Kenny? Is it the bloodsuckers? Kenton, Kenton, where are you? Ve vant to suck your blood.”

The next morning when I went over to Ib’s house there were a bunch of cars in front of the house. Ib’s mom came running out of the house with tears streaming down her face. Sobbing she asked me, “Do you know where Elizabeth is? Is she with? Do you know where she is?” I told her that I didn’t know but I would go and look for her. When I got to the stream that we had visited the day before I found Ib sitting on at the mouth of the tunnel playing with her doll Wanda. When she sees me she runs to me and starts to cry. “ the girls told me to come here but they won’t let me play with them anymore.” I tell here that she shouldn’t have run off with out a grown-up, and that here mom was worried about here. I take here hand in mine and lead her away from the tunnel and what it may or may not hide within.

__//** Story Two **//__

When we get back to Ib’s house, I tell her to go and play with her Barbie’s while I go and get cleaned up. When I know she’s in her room I go to the main bathroom and wash my hands and face. The green slime from the tunnel is all over the knees of my jeans. I try my best to get as much of it off as I can. When I’m walking back to Ib’s room I hear her singing the song from the tunnel. //“Idey, Idey, what’s your name,// //What’s your name to get in the game?”//

I walk into the room and she stops singing. She looks at me and ask, “how come the girl knew your name” I tell her that I didn’t know and I ask her, “What else did they say to you?” “They said that if I eat the cake that I could stay with them forever. They said that eating the cake would make it so that I could get back to this side of the tunnel.”

I thought about what Ib had said when I get home that night. What could it all mean that what happen to back could somehow be like what happen to me when I was younger? I got on the internet and searched anything that had to do with dancing girl, that sang song in a circle, and that kept little kids. I got a lot of different results, things like mystery novels, role playing games etc. What came up the most was a link about fairies. It said that there were two types of fairies the good and the bad or Light and Dark. The Light side is all around good, but the Dark were very mischievous. They liked to lure little kids way from their parents that once the kids were alone they would make the kids play with them that if the child could same their owe name that they had to eat the cake which would make it so they child could never leave. The only way they could be freed was if someone called them by their full name before they ate the cake. Reading this makes me glad that Jeff called my name even if it was just to make fun of me.

And then Jeff yelled my name down the tunnel, “what’s the matter Kenny? Is it the bloodsuckers? Kenton, Kenton, where are you? Ve vant to suck your blood.”