An unnatural force was trying to make me turn and see what was doing that strambotic sound, but I could keep walking as before, until I reached the shop.
There was a man talking to the seller. A huge man, bald, with a brown lock beard and a really big belly which seemed to want to escape from the man's tight shirt. I saw that man in the town before, but, for some unknown reasons, I stared at him while he was walking to the door. He turned to say goodbye, but then he looked at my eyes, smiled and dissapeared through the night...
Then, I bought bread, and I started to run again, trying to rach home before my mother came back. But, before I reached home, I passed through the place where I heard that strange noise... I had some creeps while running, and then, after a curve, I saw it...
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dissabte, 21 de gener del 2012
dimecres, 9 de novembre del 2011
Escaping in the night (Part 1)
NOTE: This is an horror story!
All began that day.It was 21st of June, the day when the school had finished.
As usually, I smiled when the last bell rang. After I walked to my bus, thinking about the summer: friends, ice-creams, beach,... and when I reached home, I noticed that my parents were out. I don’t have any brothers or sisters.
I made a sandwich to had a snack, because it was about 5pm. Later, I spent the whole afternoon watching TV. But once it got dark, I remembered that my mother said that I had to buy bread for dinner before she reach home. I looked the kitchen’s clock, and I screamed “Oh, no! It’s about 9pm! Mum will kill me!” I was lucky, because she work until 9:30pm, so I picked some money and I started to run, wishing that my mother delay some time.
The path to the shop is a narrow passage; in the night, it can be a little scary to pass through it, because of its illumination (a phantomly orange light were issued by the few old lamps that were placed high, in the walls of some houses), but it was the only way to go faster. I kept runing, but it was a really long path; so, I got tired at 5 minutes of running. Then I stopped, starting to walk normal.
Suddenly, I heard a strange noise, like a bubling meowth, like a cat which was drowning, behind me. I felt chills, but I didn’t stop walking, ignoring that strange sound and the chilly atmosphere around.
All began that day.It was 21st of June, the day when the school had finished.
As usually, I smiled when the last bell rang. After I walked to my bus, thinking about the summer: friends, ice-creams, beach,... and when I reached home, I noticed that my parents were out. I don’t have any brothers or sisters.
I made a sandwich to had a snack, because it was about 5pm. Later, I spent the whole afternoon watching TV. But once it got dark, I remembered that my mother said that I had to buy bread for dinner before she reach home. I looked the kitchen’s clock, and I screamed “Oh, no! It’s about 9pm! Mum will kill me!” I was lucky, because she work until 9:30pm, so I picked some money and I started to run, wishing that my mother delay some time.
The path to the shop is a narrow passage; in the night, it can be a little scary to pass through it, because of its illumination (a phantomly orange light were issued by the few old lamps that were placed high, in the walls of some houses), but it was the only way to go faster. I kept runing, but it was a really long path; so, I got tired at 5 minutes of running. Then I stopped, starting to walk normal.
Suddenly, I heard a strange noise, like a bubling meowth, like a cat which was drowning, behind me. I felt chills, but I didn’t stop walking, ignoring that strange sound and the chilly atmosphere around.
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