Him part 1

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When I was younger I had an un-normal happening with this boy named Dave, he didn't go to school and I have never seen his house. Nobody's really "seen" Dave other than me... But I know he's real, he has to be because the story I'm about to tell you can prove it...

I think it was a Friday because I had just finished school and was walking home, planing on playing video games all night. But as I was walking a boy about my age maybe older (he definitely wasn't younger) came up to me, he looked rugged as if he hadn't taken a shower in a week. His hair was messy and dark black he was fairly white so the dirt on his face was quite noticeable, in a simple voice he asked me if I wanted to play a "game" I was 13 at the time and I wasn't really interested in "games" unless it was a video game of sorts, so I simply replied "no" in a monotone voice, as I walked past he whispered in a low deep voice "you'll be sorry" it was so raspy that I could hardly hear him. As I turned around to ask him why, h-he was gone... Puzzled I kept walking pushing the boy from my mind, I went home to an empty house. which was odd, my mum was always in the kitchen making me an after school snack and she would ask me how my day was. So I went to the kitchen where I found the fridge wide open, and orange juice spilled on the ground. On the table I found a note saying "I asked you nicely" with a large smiley face in red on the bottom signed Dave. I was starting to panic so I decided to call my dad for help, but when the other end picked up all I heard was a deep laughter on the other end saying "do you want to play a game now" he said it in such a way that I knew... That I knew he was smiling; he was enjoying my panic, he was enjoying my fear. So I said "where are you?" In the bravest voice that I could manage at the time "I'm out side" he said, I could tell the pleasure he was having when he said that, that he knew I was giving in. That he knew I was going to play this so called game he had planed for me. I went out to my back yard and no one was there, I waited and nothing happened. so I decided to call his name. (Which on his letter said Dave so I could only guess that's what it was). I said in a kind of quiet yell "Dave" and I heard a reply right behind my ear so close I could feel his breath on my neck, I jumped and turned around all at once which made him laugh, he looked... I don't know, different? He was wearing different clothing than earlier, I think I hadn't really noticed his clothing before but he was wearing a deep red shirt that gave him that emo vibe. He came closer to me I wanted ever so much to step away from him, but I couldn't show him I was afraid. That I was afraid of him, so he said you know your mother isn't really strong, you should really get her to work out or something it took all the fun away from kidnaping her, he said with the biggest smile on his face I wanted so much to punch him. But I knew that would anger him and I would never see my mom again so I went along with it saying "the next time I see her ill tell her" with a sarcastic tone. He smiled yet again and said "it's way too bright out, I'll come back to night when it's dark. That will make the game oh so much more fun" as I turned around to object he was gone and I was left standing there waiting for him to return.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 10, 2013 ⏰

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