Chapter 1: The Cookie Jar
I was walking through the kitchen when I suddenly stopped. Sitting on the counter was a jar filled with cookies. My stomach growled, as my face turned into hunger. I slowly walked toward it, my mouth already watering. Just as I reached out— “JASMIN!” Mum shouted. I jumped and quickly turned around. She stood there, staring at me with anger in her eyes. Before she could say anything else, I grabbed the jar and ran as fast as I could. My heart pounded as I rushed down the hallway. After a few seconds, I stopped and turned around. No one was there. Not even Mum. Everything was quiet. I let out a breath and slowly walked away, disappearing into the shadows.
Chapter 2: Things Changed Slowly
I kept walking, heading down the alley as the sky grew darker. It felt like night was coming too fast. I hurried back home. When I got inside, I quickly shut the door behind me and locked it. The house felt strangely quiet. I went to the living room and lay down on the soft, warm couch. I must have fallen asleep. Hours later, I woke up and checked my phone. 10:30 p.m. I rubbed my eyes, still tired. Then something hit me. The cookie jar. I ran to the kitchen. It was gone. I checked the living room. Nothing. I checked every room in the house. Still nothing. Everywhere I looked… there was nothing.
Chapter 3: The Missing Jar
The next morning, I woke up with a strange feeling in my chest. Something wasn’t right. I went back to the kitchen, hoping the jar would magically reappear. But it didn’t. Instead, I noticed something new. Crumbs. Small cookie crumbs were scattered across the floor, leading out of the kitchen. I followed them slowly. They led down the hallway… then stopped at my bedroom door. My hand shook as I reached for the handle. I opened it. Everything looked normal. Too normal. I stepped inside and looked around carefully. Then I saw it. On my desk. The cookie jar. But this time… It wasn’t full. It was completely empty.
Chapter 4: Something Isn’t Right
I stared at the empty jar, my heart racing. I knew I didn’t eat all those cookies. So who did? Suddenly, I heard a soft noise behind me. A small crunch. Like someone stepping on crumbs. I slowly turned around. No one was there. But the door… was now closed. I was sure I left it open. My breathing got faster. Then— Another crunch. This time, it came from inside my room. I backed away from the jar. “Hello?” I whispered. No answer. But something moved. Not clearly… just a shadow. And then I realised— I wasn’t alone.
To be continued….




hi my name is Mary-Jane and i love maths because is fun FAHHHHHHH
