Demented
“It was a dark and stormy night…”
*click click click*
It was almost Halloween, I was writing a ghost story for the Occasional October Ghost Story. I had writer’s block, which was a real shame since I just wrote the first sentence. I decided to briefly give up and return to it later. I sat on my stairways and exhaled. Then, I heard slow, hard foot steps on the stairs while hearing heavy breathing. My eyes widened since there was no second floor…then I just assumed it was a simple little branch falling on the roof, it was windy after all. I then headed to my bedroom and made the decision to take a nap. After jumping on my bed, I closed my eyes…but then, I felt something I knew I couldn’t have felt, since I was alone…I have a little brother that always loves to climb on me when I’m laying down, whether it’s on my bed or the couch. But I couldn’t have felt him since he was out for candy with mom and dad…I open my eyes and I see and exact clone of a shadowed me…I scream.
“AHHHHHHHHHH”
I then hear something from the clone.
“Heheheh”
It couldn’t have been one of my friends, or my neighbors, or my parents because I recently got a haircut for my costume, but the clone was exactly like me…I was terrified.
I ran out to my laptop and saw it typing itself. It was typing:
“Die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die”
I sprinted outside and found some paper and a pencil. I was going to write a letter about my soon to be death. I couldn’t start with anything so I put my head down for ideas. Then I felt a cold spot on the top of my hand. I looked up and saw the word “die” but instead of lead it was written in…BLOOD. I saw the hook on the lamppost and saw it write “die” too. I ran all the way to the candy store but tripped in the act. I saw a bloody knife by my heart writing die in blood on my shirt. Then saw it stab my heart. There was no happy ending for my life.
The End
…or is it?
-GameAddict
