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My horror story thing.
By: Ren Date: October 9, 2012, 4:53 pm
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Ok heres one that just kind of popped into my head, its not THAT
good, but meh.
In the year of 2000, in August on a cool, chilly morning
a boy and his brother were traveling through the country looking
for jobs, they spotted a farm that had a bright red and white
old "Help Wanted" sign. They walked in the House searching for
any sign of life "Hello?" the younger one hollered. An Old man
sitting in a chair turned around slowly, creepy. He had a mouth
too big for his face, as he smiled it was much too big for him,
he wore a old faded blue shirt with a weird tiny red sploch
stain on the side near his neck. "hello" he replied in answer to
the boys call, "Are you lost?" "Uhh.. no.. well..um... were
looking for a job and saw you had a help wanted sign outside the
oldest said. "ahh, well if you would like the job i would be
honored to have you boys work for me" he asked in a not so
friendly tone. "umm well thanks. when should we start?" the
younger one said. The Man and them had a conversation about work
times and when to be there, after all the rules they shook hands
on it and parted untill then.
They decided to take the job and would start working on the farm
in October as the old man who ran it agreed. as they worked
they kept hearing moans and cries out in the corn stalks,
especially at night. as The younger boy was walking through at
night to see where it came from he felt something pushing down
on his chest, but nothing was there. The force was making him go
farther and farther into the ground as he was gasping for air as
dirt traveled down his lungs. He started to feel something touch
and grab and claw at his legs as he franctically tried to claw
out the ground. as he looked to his side huge, demonic scarred
arms with veins and blood seeping out the fingers were coming
out of the ground. he heard the moans again and looked around
then a dark disembodied voice trailing over to a woman with a
half ripped off face with dark red veins bursting out her arms
and legs, she was on all fours and her head was twisted
backwards "Sa..Satin.. is it the devil?" she turned to look at
the boy and turned her eyes pulse red twitching her neck to an
unsettling crack. That child had blacked out and dissapeared
into the earth forever, out of sight, Gone, forever lost into
the depths of the dark world below, trapt, unable to return.
The next night his brother found out about it and started to
take it out on the old man's scarecrow by punching and beating
it to shreds as full force took over. he ran to tell the old man
about the situation and asked why His brother was missing? The
old man just sat there motionless staring into space as the boy
begged for him to say something. The man just said "The Boy
comitted suicide, he came to me and told me he was going to end
his life, i dont know what took over him." but he just had, He
pointed to the deep, dark red bloodstains all over the floor.
But oh no, these were not the stains of the young child's. The
Demonic pressences had brought the man a child a few miles down
from her family. The man had lied and Fed the girl's soul to the
demons that helped get the man his wishes if he kept helping the
demons too. The Older boy stormed out the House back into the
fields to begin work, He was trapped. No where to go, no one to
go to, no one to go or run away with anymore.
He walked away steamed and he heard footsteps behind him, the
scarecrow had moved closer. he turned back and shrugged it off
and started walking again. He heard them again and had repeated
by turning around, As he turned around the scarecrow was right
in his face and let out a horrendus screech with its
heartracing, bloodcurdling face shriveling into its eyes tearing
off its skin to Blood-red flesh bleeding out its mouth. The Old
man heard a Moan just like the ones the boys had been hearing
and saw the scarecrow, looking as itself on the roof with the
boy's face looking like its been sewed on the scarecrow,
bloodstained and dead. The old man walked back inside, his smile
turning all the way up to his eyes as he went to put the new
"Help Wanted" sign out for the next lost soul to wander into the
depths of his dark promises...
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