The Dead End

'Warning: This is not an Animal Jam-Related Story if you proceed in this you will be reading a PG-13 warning, because of gore or violence included in this story. All the credit to Bluestar28689 for this horror folk tale. '

Chapter 1: The Strange Night

The moon was glowing, pushing the darkness away. The wolves were howling. Jamie Skerbokach was taking a shower while her mother Abigail Skerbokach was cooking dinner. They had shrimp and pasta, the ordinary meal for dinner, since it was Jamie's favorite. Abigail divorced Jason Nobles because she couldn't stand the "late nights." Jamie thought her mother was full of balony. How insecure she thought her mother was. "Mom, I just have to change, is dinner almost ready?" Abigail set the dinner table to a formal dinner, to Jamie's surprise in which her mother never sets up the table, as it is Jamie's job. "What's going on, are you feeling okay?" Abigail laughed, and then placed the camp-for-summer tickets on the table, causing Jamie to groan.

"Mom, you know I hate camp, I know you're working and all bu- No. No. No buts no buttercup excuses honey!" Jamie groaned and sat down in her usual spot. Dinner was amazing, which was weird considering how bad of a cook her mother was. "Mom, this is amazing, but I have to run to Harriet's house!" Jamie packed up her fruit candy bars which she stored up in her pink sparkly bag, because she was a girly girl. Jamie was friends with Harriet Tubsan who was a 13 year old female who loved school, and they both were friends with Sport (Spencer) Smith. The wind was howling tonight, like those wolves on the mountains. Jamie hated those wolves, they always kept her up all night. While thinking of the wolves, Jamie ran to a dead end. Which was weird considering the fact that she walks THROUGH the path. "What the-" A bush rumbled and shaked. "Uh, hello?" A black cat soared htrough the air landing on the ground, perfectly.

Jamie screamed dropping her bag. "Stupid lousy cat, look what you made me do!" It hissed frightening Jamie. "Ugh, ''a dead end." ''Jamie shivered, how she hated dead ends, the eerie thought of being alone with no turning back. The leaves fell off the trees, making them look deceased. All of a sudden lights flickered on, a door was opened. "Jamie, over here!" It was her dear friend Harriet, who was wearing a magenta robe, all tied up. Another odd thing was Harriet's house is usually on the right, when now it was on the left, next to the dead end. "Today is such a weird day," added Jamie while they both were painting their nails fuschia. "How is it weird?" Jamie hesistated to speak, and didn't know how to mouth what happened, but didn't finish her statement she was about to make. "Nevermind.."

Chapter 2: The Big Reveal