Saturday, December 21, 2019

The Story Of Lidtke Mill - 2016 Words

The Story of Lidtke Mill Once there was a little girl named Marie. She was running from the man when she spotted the old building they called Lidtke Mill. She ran into the building to get away from the man that was chasing her. When she ran inside, it was pitch black. She tried to find her way through the building, tripping over the rubble caused by people and storms over the years. While Marie was tripping over the rubble, she heard a horrible screeching noise. She was already scared enough before that noise came. Marie covered her ears while that noise went on and on. She decided to go towards the noise. She found what caused it. There was very little light to look at things. What light she had, let her see that the noise was the†¦show more content†¦Marie was scared but brave as she felt around for a hole in the wall or a door. Marie felt something out of the ordinary. It was all fuzzy and was standing up. She noticed that the little light came back into the room. The thing she was touching made her scream at first. Then she realized that it was just a stuffed bear. She didn’t notice it before, when she had light and then lost it. It’s not that easy to miss something as big as the bear. She looked around and saw the door. She ran out of the door and ran into more rubble that wasn’t there before. Marie kept on tripping and stumbling over every piece of rubble. She stubbed her toe on a step. She knew that there were steps in Lidtke Mill, but she just didn’t know where and now she found them. Little Marie ran up them as fast as she could, skipping steps along the way. It was a little bit lighter up in the attic because of the small square window. She liked it up there much better even though it wasn’t any safer. First off, the thing that is chasing her could still be up there and second, the building is falling apart piece by piece. As she started to walk, the wood creaked and splinters of wood started to fall from the ceiling. She walked a little faster, but calmer this time. She heard noises from the other side of the room. She hid in and out of the junk that was piled up in the attic of the old Lidtke Mill. Marie

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