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a taste of ice cream | a-1.the.ghostories


a taste of ice cream
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A Taste of Ice Cream Personal Experience by
Samantha Robin, Breana, Kortni, and Nikki
were all at my house, and we
were squealing like 13-year-old
girls do at a sleepover party. It
was my birthday, and I was just
excited to see my friends outside of school, all together in
one place.
We were playing Truth or Dare
when the door opened and our
friend Bryn walked in. I greeted
her with a smile and a hug. "Bryn! I thought you couldn't
make it!"
She brushed past me and came
up to Kortni, taking the bowl of
ice cream from her hand and
taking a bite. She savored the taste while we all stared in
confusion, then gave Kortni the
bowl back and excused herself
to the bathroom.
We stared at each other in
confusion. Bryn was usually shy but very friendly -- never like
this!
She was in the bathroom a while,
but as young ladies, we decided
not to ask what was going on. I
put in some popcorn and brought it back to the living
room, to find Bryn leaning over
the couch.
"Hey, want some popcorn?" I
asked her, to break the
awkward silence of the other girls.
"No thanks. Do you...have any ice
cream?" Bryn turned to me and
smiled widely. It seemed like her
face would rip in two -- no
human should smile like that! I shook my head.
"My mom said we can't eat any
more. Sorry."
When the movie was over, we
shuffled into my bedroom,
unrolling sleeping bags sleepily and unable to stay awake. Bryn
excused herself to the bathroom
again.
Half and hour later, Nikki and I
whispered to each other that
we couldn't sleep. I suggested we get water, so we snuck down
the stairs -- to find Bryn digging
through the freezer.
She had claws two inches long,
like dark polished nails. She was
seeking out every small half- eaten container of ice cream we
had and devouring it, licking her
lips greedily. Suddenly, she
jerked around and saw us there,
frozen in terror. She gave us a
piercing glare. Nikki and I clasped hands and
bolted up the stairs, shaking the
others awake. We all huddled
together, unable to sleep, until
we heard the door open and
close and knew Bryn was gone. Around 3:30 the next day, we
were all sitting in the living room,
trying to process what had
happened, when my phone rang.
It showed Bryn's number, so I
quickly snapped it open. "Hello?" Nothing but static. I put the
phone on speaker so everyone
could speak to her.
"Bryn? What happened last
night? At the party, I mean. It
was just crazy, and I -- " "Turn on the news," she said.
The call fell through.
I closed my phone and Robin
turned on the TV to the channel
6 news.
We all stared at the picture. The newscaster looked very sad. "A
girl died last night in a car
accident, around 10 p.m. She was
found with ice cream all over her
face. Her parents tearfully
informed Channel 6 that the girl, Bryn Sanders, had never tasted
ice cream before."
The room was deadly silent.


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