The Dead End by Mimi McCoy

Author:Mimi McCoy [McCoy, Mimi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0-545-35698-5
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2010-09-21T16:00:00+00:00

That night, Casey dreamed she was looking for something in the house. She went through every room, walking at first, then starting to run. She wasn’t sure what she was looking for. She only knew that it was terribly important that she find it.

By the time she reached the attic door, her heart was pounding. Slowly, she turned the doorknob….

Casey awoke with a start. That was when she heard it.

Tap-tap-tap.

Tap-tap-tap-tap.

Casey pulled the sheets up to her chin. She could tell from the blackness outside her window that it was very late. Even the crickets had quit chirping. No one should have been knocking at that hour.

Tap-tap-tap.

She huddled there, barely breathing. Why didn’t her parents get up? Wake up! she thought fiercely, hoping the silent cry would penetrate through their dreams. Wake up!

But they didn’t stir. At last, Casey forced herself from beneath the covers. She flew down the hall, her feet barely touching the floor.

“Dad?” she said, shaking his arm. “Dad, wake up.”

Her father peeled his eyes open. “What’s wrong?” “I heard someone knocking,” Casey whispered.

He sat up and looked at her. “Who would be knocking this late?”

“What is it?” Casey’s mother was awake now, too.

“Casey thought she heard someone knocking.”

Her mother listened. “I don’t hear anything.”

“I heard it. Please just go look,” Casey pleaded.

“All right, Casey. Calm down.” Her father got out of bed and shuffled out of the room. Casey waited at the top of the stairs as he checked the front and back doors, and all the windows.

“There’s no one there. Everything is locked,” he said when he came back.

“I heard something,” Casey insisted.

“Casey, I promise you everything is fine,” her father said. “Now, why don’t you go back to bed? It’s very late.”

“But —”

“Casey, please. We’ll talk about it in the morning.”

Casey went back to her own room. She got into bed and pulled the covers over her head. She was shaking.

Her father was wrong. Everything was not fine. They could lock all the doors and bolt all the windows and it still wouldn’t help. Because she was sure that the knocking had come from inside the house.

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