By, Ra jaddou
Introduction
7:15 a.m Saturday 1976
I wake up early to the sound of owls and birds chirping. But instead of listening to graceful chirps, the chirps I hear are mysterious, scary, and frightens me. I moved to Utah very recently after my mom and dad disappeared. I live with my grandpa, but he is not the best company. If i could say a word about him it would be obnoxious. Yes I know, hard feelings, But since my parents disappeared it's been tough in school, and I had to quit a lot of my sports because my grandpa does not want to take me. So now I'm stuck in my room. It was actually my grandma's room but she died in it a long time ago. When that happened it was only her and my grandpa in the house. I actually don't know why it happened. But what I do know is that it was not from a sickness or from being old. Anyways it was time for breakfast.
Breakfast 7:30 a.m
My grandpa was making breakfast. It was deviled eggs and waffles. He asked me, " Hey, can you get the waffles from the basement?" he said with a yawn, "uh sure" I replied. I've watched many shows that the basement was the scariest part of the house and usually it was the day before Halloween. It is actually October but it's October tenth so nothing to be afraid of. I headed down the stairs and there were spider webs and other strange things. Then I found the waffles they were next to these old dolls that looked like they were decapitated. They were pretty creepy but if I was scared of them I would neve look like I'm thirteen cause I am. But at the same time as not being scared of them, I was scared of them. As I headed up the stairs, the door shut. And when I look back my grandma appeared behind me with a knife. I asked, "what are you doing with that" as my voice crumbled I started to want to scream. "Sweety don't be silly, this knife is so I can cut the deviled eggs so that it's easier to eat. I always knew there was something off about him. I went up to my room as if there was nothing going on. Then I found a note on the staircase as I was going up. The note said Emily, I am not done with you yet, I will see you on Halloween or should I say Happy Death Day! Hahaha. I started to shiver. I could barely take a breath without looking back. I quickly ran to my room. Locked the door and jumped on my bed. I started to think about the letter and how the person who wrote it knew my name. "Emily, Emily" I kept repeating in my head. Then another clue came up in my head, "grandma." Then the biggest clue came into my head. "Grandpa killed grandma." I started to get really scared until my grandpa appeared in my room, "what are you looking at Emily" he said "oh uh nothing " I said. "Well, your friend Beth is coming over." I did not want Beth to come over because if someone else found out about this there would be a lot of chaos.
12:30 p.m
There was a knock on the door, it was Beth. When I opened the door Beth and her mother came inside. "Hi Emily," said Beth's mother. "Hey," I said. "Are you going to be staying with us at the house?' I asked her. "Yes, I am". My face became calm after she said she is staying. Then Beth and I went to my room. My Grandpa and Beth's mom were downstairs talking. Beth and I started to chat. Beth saw the note about Grandpa. "What's this?' "Oh it's nothing" I tried to take it from her hands but it was too late that she started to read it. Emily, I am not done with you yet, I will see you on Halloween or should I say Happy Death Day! Hahaha. "Oh my gosh, who wrote this letter?" she said. "I believe it was my grandpa. I told her, "I'm in big trouble, I am getting killed on Halloween." " Is that scary to you?" "Very, but I'm trying to hide it," I said. " Wait what if you come to stay with my mom and I at my house for Halloween?" Beth said. "I don't know if my grandpa will let me". Then something came up in my head "Speaking of staying with your mom, we should probably go check on her."
We walked downstairs and we peeked through one of the holes in the wall. Beth's mom was on the floor. Her hands were gushing blood. It was too late to catch grandpa. He went to the store leaving a note on the door. Dear Emily, Don't forget I will see you on Halloween, and your funeral is already planned, Chow Grandpa or cereal killer....
Chapter 2
The next day 8:30 a.m
Beth and I were in the waiting room of a hospital. Waiting for Beth's mother to get out of surgery. Yes surgery, her hands were ripped up and had to get re-done. Then, the nurse told us to go inside her room. So we did. As I was listening to the instructions, I was looking at the nurse's hands. They were white. And her face was very pale. And her hair was bright red. I did not really trust her, but Beth did. I tried to stay back but Beth pulled my arm. As we went inside, the nurse looked at me with a suspicious face, then shut the door. As we headed to the bed, we looked at it. There was no mom. We were alone. Or should I say, I was alone? Beth disappeared when I looked back at the door. And when I looked back at the bedside, there was my grandpa standing with a knife. "Grandpa, uh isn't that for the deviled eggs you made yesterday," I said with a shiver. "No honey that was yesterday, today you're the breakfast, or should I say my breakfast" I ran to the door, it was locked. And my final idea was the window. I ran to it. As I looked down, it was one hundred feet. I had to do it. So I stood on the platform and jumped... I knew that would be the end of my life. I splattered on the floor. I was gushing blood. Luckily there were people who came and took me to the hospital, a better one... Once again my grandpa did it.
The next day 5:00 a.m
I woke up in the hospital. I was dizzy. I lifted my leg. It had a cast and blood. My hands had braces on them and there was blood. Finally, my head had something on it. It was like a head brace? It also had blood. Next to my bed, there was a button that said "call for help". I pressed it. Three nurses came running in. " She's awake," one of the nurses said "are you good." They kept saying questions and all I could do was scream. So I did; They became quiet. And started to become scared when they looked at me. I was all ripped up and broken. I don't know why I Jumped I just didn't. Since I am alive, I will have to go through more chaos. Like my Grandpa still being alive.
They finally let me go home and I took a taxi. They dropped me off at the end of C street. My house is on canyon drive. So I will walk. I looked at the crosslight and it wasn't working. So without looking I walked to the other side of the street. And I did not know that would be the end of my life. It was.
Three Years Later
The officers found out It was that one nurse who crashed into me. The one who was pale and had red bright hair. It turned out she was sick, she had a heart attack which made her crash. Emily was put in a coffin and placed in her grandma's bedroom. The cops found out everything about the grandpa. He was a serial killer and was arrested. There was a crowd of people near the death spot. And the last people who came were her parents. They were so sad.
That was the end of the story!
Make sure to stay tuned for the sequel
