Murder She Wrote

Bekah Stacey and I were hiding out in this little shack of a house. We had just murdered someone, and we thought that hiding out would be the best thing to do. I didn't see the murder or even the person that we murdered, but it was one of those things that I just KNEW that's what we had done. Anyway, so we decided to get into bed and pull the covers up to our faces and pretend like we were asleep.... this would indicate that we had in fact not murdered anyone. It seemed like a good plan. Until the door bell rang. There was a parade going down the street outside our front door, so we just played it cool.... staying asleep.... and hoping that whoever was at the door was just a result of the parade. Nope. Turns out this person was sweeping our front porch and accidentally rang the door bell. So he didn't care that we didn't come answer the door, he just kept on sweeping. Then during one swoop, he hit the front door with the broomstick and the front door swung open. I guess he thought he could just come in, so he did! By this point Bekah had gotten out of bed, and Stacey and I knew she was going to go beat this guy up - he shouldn't have come into our house! but no.... Bekah was getting up to pet her dog. She just kept on petting him until the man left again. After he left we decided that we weren't being safe enough... I mean we had just murdered someone. So we decided to change clothes and hide our others. Bekah didn't want to, so she didn't. Stacey put her clothes in a pillow case in the next room over. She looked up at me and said "I hide everything in my pillowcases".... So now it was my turn to hide my stuff. I went to the closet in the guest bedroom and saw a bunch of army jackets. I went to put my stuff on the shelf above all the jackets when all of the sudden Josh was there. He told me to put it in the pocket of one of the jackets. So I did, and then he went away. Then Stacey, Bekah, and I got back in bed and pulled the covers over our face again, hoping this time no one would intrude. The doorbell rang again, and I was scared.