'Creepy Craig\r'

'Creepy Craig It was nigh the like lying in a stewing rubber blowup pool. The air was thick and Zara couldn’t manage to f all told asleep. The strange noises from across the sign of the zodiac filled the silence of her apartment again. Zara al musical modes felt up suspicious of the man who lived there, because when she waited for the wage hike to go to the fundament of her social whole, he would stand there at least(prenominal) four times a week and stick to her as the doors closed. The creepy thing more or less that was, when the lift reached the sixth floor, he would be there as she stepped proscribed.She always popular opinion of him as her own individualised stalker. Creepy Craig. Maybe he was harmless? Who cares! Zara precious out. The last time she got out of the lift at her own floor, Creepy Craig was standing there leering at her offering ANZAC gear upies. Enough was enough. She needed to become out of his apartment now. Even Ben, her boyfriend thoug ht the guy was a creep. He cute to variant him out however Zara didn’t want him to do that. Right now, she wished Ben was at home instead of compete Rugby with the local club in Southport. She reached for her alert phone and called him.Zara was pleased to hear that Ben was on his way home. Even better, he had already been searching and had free-base a nice new apartment. He wanted her to see the next day. Their new place was amazing, near on the Broadwater overlooking water which glistened like diamonds in the solarizelight as the squeals of the kids with their families echoed into the distance. Having a new unit was great. Just what Zara and Ben wanted. The relief of not worrying about Creepy Craig any more made her get relaxed for the first time in months.Sitting on the balcony with the acerbic Australian twelve o’clock sun hovering above, Zara and Ben relaxed with a refreshing icy cold methamphetamine of beer. They talked about their plans for tomorrow af ternoon’s family snapshot at the Broadwater and how Australia Day this year was going to be amazing. Ben would make the waterslide for the kids; aunty Sue would tell apart the severalise out of the hat to see who was going to cook the barbeque this year. Zara and Ben both hoped it wasn’t going to be Gazza again. Last time he cooked he destroy all the sausages and set fire to his own shirt.Zara thought he had one too many beers that day. by from the disaster last year, they were both getting excited. As the afternoon wore on and the heat of the sun dissipated, Zara and Ben were touch sensation very relaxed. Out of nowhere, loud crashes resonated as if pots and pans were be hurtled across a room. From the unit above, the crash was attach to by a girl yelling and a man swearing. Unsettled by the noise and query if the girl was okay, Ben left their unit and got the elevator to the eleventh floor. He followed the sound like a emissary finding clues to a murder sce ne.Zara waited anxiously on the balcony on the floor below, worrying about what was in truth happening up there and if Ben really should pay off gone to investigate. Everything went strangely silent. An ear-piercing scream split through the air. There, in a single second, only seem like slow motion, a beautiful boyish girl glided past her balcony like a feather. Zara met her look and in a heartbeat she felt like she saw the girl’s whole life in a flash. She was gone. Zara froze like a statue. Ben extravasate through the door, demanding to know what had happened as he couldn’t get anyone to open to his knocking at the unit above.Zara couldn’t get any words out. any she could manage to do was point to the balcony repeatedly. When Ben returned, he looked brainsick and sick. They stood looking at each other for a few seconds; they both seemed to come out of their semiconsciousness after Ben called the police. People were out on their balconies all over th e building, gazing in shock at the austere sight below. Police and ambulance sirens blared towards their building. The afternoon end in a haze of uniforms all over the place. Because Zara and Ben’s unit was directly below where the girl fell, they had to be questioned by the police.They told their stories and signed statements. Their fantastic day had ended in tragedy. They felt quite sick as they went to bed that night. When the brightness of the morning woke Zara and Ben, they discussed whether they should cancel their plans but both really wanted to get out of the unit and be with their family and friends. So it was decided that Ben would take the esky down to the basement, pack the car, drive up to response and pick Zara up from there. After bed Ben phoned to reckon he was on the way, Zara waited at the reception.She felt restless about being on her own but it was only a few minutes until she would be out of the building and with Ben. She shared the lift with the car riage of the building, Steve. They briefly discussed the sad and frightening event of yesterday. Steve couldn’t say very much because it was still a police matter. When the lift doors opened a t the ground floor, Zara looked up and standing in the third house was Creepy Craig. â€Å"That’s the poor man who doomed his girlfriend over the balcony yesterday. ” Steve said to Zara whispering the news.\r\n'