Cute lil horror stories

Hide N Seek

¨My Older brother made me play hide n seek, until one day it wasn't a game¨

My brother always made me play hide n seek with him around the same time every day, 9 p.m. without failure. He would tell me to ignore him when playing the game and said that he would purposefully try to trick me.

But if you really want to trick someone, why would you tell them?

We played in the park, nothing seemed unnatural with 2 kids playing in the park. I knew other families didn't do this but hey there's a first for everything right?

I liked the park though, during the night the air was so fresh and it was silent, and you didn't have to worry about arguing with fellow children who didn't want to share the swing at the park.

The trees seemed a bit taller though

He counted to 100 to give me time to run away and hide, my general competitiveness would always run as far away as I could since I had ample time to do so

I'd find some space behind trees and lie down, making sure not to make too much noise to win the game

The park was huge, but somehow my brother always seemed to constantly walk past me without noticing my presence at least 3 times in those 20 minutes before it was time for us to go home

I always hear him mumbling something while walking past me too, almost begging me to come out

¨Come out ********¨

¨Please come out¨

¨I'm sick of playing this stupid game ********¨

¨ It's cold and I just want to go home¨

I ignored him of course, not wanting to give away where I was hiding

When we first started playing the game, I was foolish enough to leave my hiding spot.

My brother's face instantly became of fury, hed instantly walk up and grab me by the shoulder, squeezing me and scolding me.

¨I TOLD YOU NOT TO LISTEN TO ME DIDN'T I?¨

He would drag me home and would ignore me the whole next day until we played at 9 p.m again

I don't know why he did it

After I stopped listening to him after the 20 minutes were over, it would no longer trick me, I knew he was lying, and it simply seemed like a waste of time, breath, and energy to keep calling out for me

He would get angry when he found me too

The park was a huge place, and if he hid I would have a hard time finding him too

But somehow my brother was excellent at finding me, it was as if he sniffed and hunted me down

Instead of getting angry, he got disappointed with me

He would sigh loudly and his eyes would brim with tears as he would dejectedly walk home with me staggering behind

That made me feel bad, filling me with inadequacy.

One time, he found me after 2 minutes of searching and broke down sobbing

I didn't get it, I had the desire to win, so I started to get creative

I hid in the bushes, I'd change my clothing to be more green and black, and generally more inconspicuous, I got up high in trees so it would be difficult to see me on the ground, I learned how to stay still, really really still as a matter of fact

And when I won, my brother gave me a huge smile.

It wasn't a smile of happiness or a smile of pleasure, but it was more of a relieved smile, I felt so proud when I saw it