Flip Flop

Flip Flop is a spooky story for kids about a young girl who hears strange noises during the night.

Flip Flop

Years ago, there was an old farmhouse that lay at the end of an old dirt road that was surrounded on both sides by cornfields. In it, there lived a man, his wife and and their six year old daughter.

One night, the young girl was awakened by a strange noise. She sat up in bed and listened, but she couldn’t hear anything. There was an eerie silence and everything was dead quiet. All of a sudden, she heard a noise.

Flip… Flop… Flip… Flop…

It seemed to be coming from her bedroom closet. The girl sat up wide-eyed and stared into the darkness. At first, she thought it must have been her imagination, but the strange noise continued.

Flip… Flop… Flip… Flop…

After waiting a few minutes in silence, the suspense was too much for the young girl. She quietly slid out of bed and tip-toed towards the closet. She reached out for the handle and cautiously turned it. She pulled the door open and peeked inside.

There was nothing there. Relieved, the little girl went back to bed and tried to fall asleep again. Just as she closed her eyes, she heard the noise again.

Flip… Flop… Flip… Flop…

This time, the noise wasn’t coming from the closet. It was coming from underneath the bed. The terrified girl screamed out for help and her parents came rushing into her room. Through her tears, the young girl tried to explain that there was something under her bed. Her parents told her it was just her imagination.

Eventually, her mother bent down to take a look under the bed. All of a sudden, something grabbed her by the hair and pulled her under the bed. The little girl screamed and her father reached out to save his wife, but it was too late. They heard a slobbering sound and the crunching of flesh and bones. A dark red stain spread out on the carpet.

Trembling with fear, the man got down on his hands and knees and looked under the bed. There was nothing there. His wife had mysteriously vanished, leaving only a pool of blood behind.

He quickly grabbed his daughter and, clutching her tightly in his arms, he ran down the stairs and out the front door. When they got into his truck, he started it up and took off down the road as fast as he could.

That night, her father took her to the police station and reported what they had seen. The police just laughed and said he was crazy. They accompanied him out to the house and took a look at his daughter’s bedroom, but the bloodstain had disappeared. The man knew that no matter what he did, nobody would believe him, so took his daughter and left the area.

Twenty years later, the young girl was now a beautiful young woman. One evening she was out on a date with her boyfriend. They were driving down some old dirt roads in the countryside, when she realized it was the area where she had grown up as a child.

After a while, they came across an old dilapidated house. As they were driving past it, the truck broke down. Her boyfriend got out of his truck and told the girl to stay there while he went down the road to look for help.

The sun had just started to set and it was getting dark. The girl began to grow restless and got out of the truck to stretch her legs. She looked at the old house and noticed something strangely familiar about it. The front door was open, so she went inside. Things seemed even more familiar. Then, she heard a noise coming from upstairs.

Flip… Flop… Flip… Flop…

It was all coming back to her now. She knew exactly where she was and she knew that she had to get out of there. She rushed out of the house and ran for the truck as fast as her legs would carry her. When she reached the truck, she jumped in and locked all the doors.

It was pitch black outside and everything was quiet. She started the engine and tore out of there like a bat out of hell. She didn’t stop until she got home. Then, she scrambled out of the truck and ran into her house, locking the front door tightly behind her.

She stood there in the hallway, catching her breath. She stood there waiting, her hands clutching the doorknob, gritting her teeth in fear and straining her ears to listen for the slightest noise. There was an eerie silence. She had just stared to relax when she heard a noise coming from upstairs.

Flip… Flop… Flip… Flop…

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