The Angel Statue is a story submitted by bratzgirl2233.
The Angel Statue
Liz was watching her favorite TV channel when suddenly her parents came home.
“Look what we bought home. It’s an angel that we got from the garden center. But we want it inside.” said her mum.
“It looks creepy…”
“Don’t be silly. I’m putting the dinner in the oven now.”
That night Liz went to bed feeling sick because she had fish for dinner which she hated. Liz woke up at about 1:00 in the morning hearing footsteps near her door. Feeling brave, she decided to get her torch out of her drawer. She tiptoed downstairs to see who or what was walking around at this time of night. As she got nearer to to the living room she hesitated to go in because the statue was in there. She decided to go back to her room.
The next morning she decided to tell her dad what happened.
“Dad, Last night I heard someone walking around the house. I went to explore.” She said
“It might have been your imagination because none of us got out of bed.”
“Thats why I think it was the angel…”
“Are you stupid?!? statues can’t walk!”
Liz decided to go and watch TV in her room after that. The next night, liz went exploring and a terrible scream filled the house. The parents rushed to where it came from and found Liz dead in her room with angel’s broken wings embedded in her forehead.
Bonus Story – The Angel Statue
A few years ago, a mother and father decided they needed a break, so they wanted to head out for a night on the town. They called their most trusted babysitter. When the babysitter arrived, the two children were already fast asleep in bed. So the babysitter just got to sit around and make sure everything was okay with the children.
Later that night, the babysitter got bored and went to watch TV, but she couldn’t watch it downstairs because they did not have cable downstairs (the parents didn’t want children watching too much garbage). So, she called them and asked them if she could watch cable in the parent’s room. Of course, the parents said it was OK, but the babysitter had one final request… she asked if she could cover up the angel statue outside the bedroom window with a blanket or cloth, because it made her nervous.
The phone line was silent for a moment, and the father who was talking to the babysitter at the time said, “Take the children and get out of the house… we’ll call the police. We don’t own an angel statue.”
The police found both of the children and the babysitter slumped in pools of their own blood within three minutes of the call. No angel statue was ever found.