Snippet #992625

Crissa walked slowly down the empty street, not caring that the passengers of the cars flying by were givving her strange looks. After all, when you walked down the street at midnight in a flowy blue and grey dress, you are bound to get stared at. She sneered at a few passer-bys before finally reaching her destination. She looked up at the two story duplex, it was made of red brick with a beige shingled roof. Crissa couldn't help but smile at what she thought was a beautiful home. She walked up to the front door, unlocking it and heading up to the second floor, where she unlocked another door. She went inside her apartment and yelled, "Nan!I'm home!" Yes, Dotti was still alive, at 97 years old Crissa thought that the woman was pushing her luck standing outside on the balcony watering flowers. "Grandma Dotti it is 12 o'clock in the morning what're ya doin'?" The old woman laughed and said, "I was watering the flowers of course, besides I had to chase some guy who was watching the building away." "Alright Nan just be careful, I am going to my room," Crissa replied. lifting an eyebrow. "Don't forget your prayers dear," the elderly lady reminded. "I won't nan," and then she went to her room and fell face forward on her bed, groaning loudly, "Prayers don't work nan..."