"I'm on the bus," I whispered in the phone. It was so cold, I was freezing. Pulling the teacher's jacket closer to me as I continued to hide under the bus seat.
Starting into his eyes. His cold, lifeless eyes. His blood stained the floor of the bus as it continued pouring out of his chest. I could see everything. His rib cage right down to the devoured organs inside.
"Babe?" Jessie, my girlfriend, said. "Why are you whispering, you should tell that bus driver to hurry up, the party is about to begin." She began laughing and chatting with her friends while I had my hand over my mouth trying to stay alive.
"Jessie...." Her laughing continued. "Jessie!" I said a little louder. I couldn't risk speaking too loud though, that thing is still after me.
"What Joey?" She didn't sound like she was in her right mind at all, she was defiantly drunk. "You're ruining all the fun you know."
I almost laughed at the irony, if only she knew about the shit hole that I'm in. "Look, I need you to- hello?"
Suddenly, the line went dead. Now I'm stuck here on this bus, trying my best to not make any sound. Then the growling began again.
Like hungry wolves, only these things were not like any animal I've ever seen.
To be continued...
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Collins' Collection of Creepy
HororI have a lot of short stories that I would love to compose into a book and hence its creation. Collins' Collection of Creepy is comprised of several creepypastas, mysteries, violence, supernaturals, a whole lot of bloodshed and gore, and a good frig...
