Spooked: Bedtime Stories

By Patria L. Dunn

SpOOked: Bedtime Stories, by Patria L. Dunn

is a collection of six scary short stories that will give you the chills and make you wonder if there really is something that goes bump in the night. Crawl into bed, get under your covers, and make sure to bring a flashlight! There’s something lurking in the dark, waiting for you to close your eyes and drift off into a peaceful sleep. These stories are recommended by the author for ages 9-16, but can be enjoyed by anyone who doesn’t mind a frightening case of goose bumps just before bed. Be sure to check out SpOOked: Campfire Stories, or purchase a combined book of all twelve short stories PLUS a bonus in SpOOked: The After Dark Collection by Patria L. Dunn.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Patria L. Dunn
• Release date: Oct 4, 2011
• ISBN: 9781465833143

Patria L. Dunn

Patria L. Dunn hails from the small town of Louisa Virginia. Born in 1981, a true child of the 80's; her interests range from classic to unimaginable. A young woman with many talents and many titles such as: Pianist, Author, Poet and most importantly Mother, if you ask her about her accomplishments she will tell you: "The best is yet to come."

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SpOOked: Bedtime Stories

By

Patria L. Dunn (Patria Dunn-Rowe)

Copyright © 2011 Patria L. Dunn (Patria Dunn-Rowe)

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Don’t Get Out Of Bed!

Are you sure you don’t want popcorn?!

We’re fine mom! I yelled out, before slamming my bedroom door closed and locking it.

I wasn’t trying to hurt my mom’s feelings, but this was the most important sleepover I would

probably ever have during my entire high school career. I’d been waiting weeks to find out if

I made the cheerleading squad, and Monday had originally changed my life forever. Not only

had I made the squad, but the top five girls on the team had asked me if they could come

sleep over at my house for the induction celebration. I couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear

as I looked at them now, only a tinge of guilt fluttering through my stomach as my eyes

landed on the old wooden box that was sticking out from under my bed.

My best friend, Cassidy had left it here over the weekend, and I’d promised to return it to her

at school this past Monday, but I’d completely forgotten. My week had been filled with

cheerleading practices, and plans with my new friends. I was no longer into playing witches,

and warlocks, and I could feel the color flooding my cheeks as Amanda’s eyes landed on it.

What’s that? She asked, her nose curling in disgust at the old black rabbit’s foot that hung

over the edge of the box.

It’s nothing! My little brother is always leaving his stuff in here, I replied hastily, giving

the box a kick with my foot as I sat down.

My little brother’s the same way, Piper chimed in, her blonde curls bouncing on top of her

head as she pulled out six purple folders from the cheerleading bag she’d brought with her.

I took mine with a smile, letting my fingers run over the gold star stickers that had been

arranged across the front to spell my name. Last year, I would have never dreamed that this

could be me. Cassidy and I had been resigned to the fact that we were part of the freak

category in school. In the valley, not very many teens were into the Goth look, and the fact

that I also was in drama, killed any prospect of me ever hanging with any of the popular kids.

I never dreamed that a summer away at gymnastics camp -my mom’s idea of keeping me fit

and healthy- would land me in good graces with Amanda Herring, the most popular girl in

school.

I’d taught her how to do a double rounded tuck, full back handspring, and in turn she’d given

me a makeover. When school started back in August, not only was I the talk of the school,

but the other cheerleaders had befriended me as well. I could tell that Cassidy was jealous of

my newfound friends, but I was still trying to make an effort to hang out with