You get outside the house, and you notice that your shoes are untied. You get down on yours knees and begin to tie up your shoes when you hear a faint moan. You look to see where it was coming from, and see that the street is completely quiet. Thinking it was just your imagination, you get back down and continue to tie up your shoes, when you hear the moan again, this time much louder. You look up and notice that the house to your left's window is open.
The house of the left belonged to Chloe, a Guyanese girl your age who was half-Indian and half-Latino. You have had a crush on her since you first moved into this house seven years ago, and have spent long nights thinking about her. She had a very fair complexion, but was very petite, about 5 foot 1. She had shiny black-brown hair which went just beneath her shoulders. She was one of the most beautiful people you had met.
You hear the moans, but you don't know if you should go to school or head in and check on what is going on, it could be serious. |