We promised each other that we would be inseparable, that we would always be together. Whether we scheduled a doctor’s appointment for the same day and time, went clothes shopping together, or even got caught sneaking out of class together, we always made sure we did it as a duo.
If Evalyn got caught coming home late, I would make sure to call her house to say that she was with me all day, even if she was visiting her boyfriend. If my parents were calling my cellphone, and I didn’t bother answering, she would call them and say that my phone died. We made sure we had a solution for everything, and that was how we rolled on a daily basis.
Why would it change if we decided to check out an old abandoned house? We had the perfect answer for every situation.
That is, if we both made it out alive.
We both rushed down to the end of the hallway to retrieve that box. Every step made the floorboards cry out in agony, some of the floor breaking in certain spots. The decayed bedroom doors were barely hanging on by the rusty metal hinges. And, resting in the moonlight, was the box we came in search for.
I leaned down and carefully reached for it, my hand trembling when I felt a cold air swarming around it.
“What are you going to wish for, Tara?” Evalyn asked.
Before I could answer her, one of the bedroom doors came flying off.
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