Talking Scarf

In the dormitory, at first, only Ashley knitted scarves, she said, hand-knitted scarves, more meaningful than any directly bought gifts, representing your sincere and genuine feelings for him. And he will wear your hand-knitted scarf, which will also feel warm. And then look at her skillful, threading the needle and thread, a back and forth, is very comfortable sensationalism.

Gradually, everyone in the dormitory followed the knitting up, and even the girls in the next dormitory also began to knit up. Then, next door, next door, also knit, and finally, almost every girl dormitory is popular knit scarves.

Only Grace, who slept on Ashley's bunk, never knitted, as if she was not interested in it at all, and when her roommates discussed knitting scarves, she would walk away silently.

In the beginning, we all tried to pull her into the team, saying that she thought she was too noble to be with us. And also said is too stupid hands can not learn, afraid that we laugh ah? Some even said that she had knitted for a boy before, but he did not accept it, so she vowed never to knit again.

But no matter what the housemates say, she just smiles lightly, she has always been a cheerful and collegian person and can understand the deliberate snide comments. In the long run, people don't care about her anymore.

On Friday, the night was cold, and everyone was hiding in bed knitting scarves, even hoping it would get colder so they could give him a "snowy day".

At 11 o'clock, all the lights in the dormitory building went out. Everyone stretched out, not satisfied, but had to rinse their mouths and go to the toilet to sleep.

"Hey, Grace isn't back yet!" Suddenly, I don't know who said it.

Right! Then everyone noticed. The only thing that we noticed was that Grace hadn't come back, and it occurred to us that Grace and her roommates had become quite distant during this time. We only noticed

This never happened to Grace when she didn't come back to the dorm after the lights went out.

"Did she tell anyone that she would be late, or not come back tonight?" Ella, the housemother, asked.

"No."

"No." Everyone said.

"And I saw her in class this afternoon."

"I saw her after school, too, and I saw her walking towards the cafeteria, I think she went to eat."

"Hmm. I saw her when I got back to the dorm after dinner, and she was packing her things. Did she rush back home overnight?"

"I didn't hear her say that!"

"Doesn't she have to work part-time at a nearby restaurant every Friday evening?"

"Then it wouldn't be that late."

"It's not ...... that something happened, is it?" Everyone tensed up when Ella uttered these words.

"Nope," Ashley said she had been alarmed for a while. She asked everyone in a whisper, "That line at the beginning, "&ls quo; Hey? Grace isn't back yet! &rs quo; Who asked that?"

"Not me."

"Not me either."

"Not me either."

............ everyone in the dorm said, not themselves. Then ...... who is it?

"Did you guys hear that?" Ashley's voice got a little shaky: "That voice, it's not any of our voices ......"

Everyone held their breath, and the dormitory was dead quiet.

It was Ella who spoke up, "Ashley, don't be scared, you asked it yourself, right?"

"I didn't ask!!! Think back, whose voice was that? It wasn't mine at all, and it wasn't yours."

"Then ...... where did ...... that voice ...... come from?" Ella asked with a shudder.

"From ...... above me," Ashley said, her voice trembling as well.

"Isn't ...... above you Grace's bed? How can that be? She's not even back yet!" Ella said.

"It did come from nowhere above. I noticed it a long time ago, I just never said anything about it." Ashley said.

Tiny, who was sleeping across the room, had the nerve to look over at Grace's bed, "Ashley, there's no one ...... above you."

"I know there's no one, but that voice did come from there," Ashley said solemnly.

Everyone's heart was racing ......

Ashley gently lifted the covers, sat up straight, and slowly poked her head out to see what was up there. Suddenly, a dark shadow slithered down from above!

She was so startled that she almost screamed out loud. But only to see that the black shadow slipped down and fell to the ground, a black mass, and did not move. ashley side to side to take a closer look ...... only to see that the thing is bumpy, soft, and draping ......

It turned out that it was a scarf!

Ashley put on her fell off Grace's bed, which was incredible. Everyone always thought she didn't knit scarves, but I didn't think it was secretly knitting ......

Suddenly, an odd sound came from behind Ashley, she looked back, and suddenly, the dormitory door opened with a crash!

Against the light outside the door, everyone found that there was no one outside the door!

At this point Ashley, I don't know where she got the guts to dash the door, poking her head out to look around, and found that the hallway was empty, no one was there.

She went back to look at the scarf on the ground in amazement, and the end of the scarf was sticking out, pointing in a direction ...... she suddenly remembered that Grace had told her that every time she returned to the dormitory from the restaurant, she took a shortcut to save a lot of time. The scarf is pointing in the direction of that shortcut, isn't it?

First, there was the strange and weird question coming from the top bunk, then the scarf falling from above, then the dormitory door opening out of nowhere, then the direction the scarf was pointing ......

"Everyone get up, Grace may be in trouble!" Ashley shouted, and the housemates hurriedly put on their clothes and ran outside ......

The woman found Grace in the grass, she had been bitten by a poisonous snake, her leg and neck were swollen and she had passed out.

It was a good thing that the housemates arrived in time to save Grace's life.

Later, Grace told the story of the scarf.

That summer, she received a letter of admission to the university, and her parents were very happy. Her mother started knitting for her day and night, starting with a sweater, then an undershirt, and then a scarf, and Grace and her father advised her to stop knitting and rest more. She refused to listen, saying that the university was in Beijing and it was so cold that she had to be dressed warmly.

Until Mom tied the scarf on the last knot, she closed her eyes peacefully and lay down on the bed ...... She had been sick for more than two years, and recently she felt that she was dying, so she insisted on knitting these things for her day and night.

When mom was cremated, Grace put that scarf around her mom's neck and burned it together. She thought that it was the last thing her mom knitted before she died and that she would have wanted it to stay with her. Who knows, the day school started, she was making her bed in her dorm room and to her surprise, she found that scarf neatly pressed under her suitcase!

Since then, that scarf has been sitting at the foot of her bed, accompanying Grace.