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Creepy hands

As I was watching the ocean waters sway back and forth something struck me. Right in front of me were two rough looking hands grabbing onto the grassy ground over the ocean cliff. The hands were as rough as bearskin. Maybe it was a person I didn’t know. I was too scared to look over and find out. It was quiet, too quiet. Then suddenly the hand moved. I felt as if I was in a horror movie, and that I was going to be the one who gets in trouble or hurt. I could hear and feel my heart pounding. Then suddenly a whole arm and the hand was climbing up the cliff. I was curious, but also very frightened. I just stood there in awe. It has been about 5 minutes by now, but it felt like 10. All of a sudden I just noticed that people were surrounding me. I actually felt relieved that people were with me. I thought I was going to be alone for a while. Oh, and right when I started to feel better we all saw part of a head and hair pop up from the cliff. I wondered why the thing or person hadn’t said anything yet because he should have heard all of the screams and yelling by now from the neighbors. While I was in shock and thinking, finally the police arrived. One of the neighbors probably called. I bet you it was Mrs. Silvers. She thinks the police can help with anything. One time she called the police because she said little kids were walking around in creepy costumes and knocking on her door constantly, but it was Halloween night. I remember that night like it was yesterday. Those poor kids didn’t celebrate Halloween ever again since that day and they were only six. Well let's get back to my story. I heard police sirens. Then someone touched me. Oh, it scared me. I jumped. I looked back and it was my mom. She probably just got home from work. She sounded very frightened. She told me we have to go home now. So we did, but I didn’t want to. I wanted to see what happened or who that person was. We walked home. Well more like we fast walked home. I sat in bed wondering why my mom was so scared and who that person was. It was the next morning and I almost forgot it was Saturday. Finally a day to relax. I sat down on the couch and watched my favorite show Psych. Oh how it felt good to sit on the couch. And then I heard something. There was constant knocking on the door. At first I was really scared and then I thought it’s probably just a Solicitor. I peeked through the window behind the shades. I could only see part of the person. I knew that they were tall. I just saw them strangling the door knob.