Are You Scared?

Midnight.... Friday the 13th

♫ Monster- Skillet♫

He slowly lowered himself onto the Wooden floor and flashed his light under the wooden, four- poster, queen sized bed. "HA!" Jackson laughed to himself as he saw the reassuring presence of an old soccer ball, a box of elementary school junk, and thousand cans of Monster cans.... nothing out of the ordinary. "Hmmm, i hear the ringing of five bucks about to pay up!" Jackson cackled as he climbed to the top bunk and flickered on the TV again, this time Spongebob Squarepants was dancing on screen. "Whoo," Jackson sighed heavily as he watched the comforting show; however, comfort didn't last long at all. The T.V. soon flickered to a shut off just as he had walked over to grab another can of Caffiene from the mini fridge. Jackson stared wide- eyed at the blank screen. A cold chill breathed into him room. He looked over to the window and saw the curtains blowing in the October Wind. There was a slow sound of footprints thudding slowly across the floor that had seemed to have lasted for about and the weight of shoes changed about every ten minutes running in different directions of the bedroom. Jackson when down to grab his can of Monster and felt something wet and slobbery around the can. "Oh my Gosh!" Jackson screamed and threw the black and green can under the bed. Then he heard a slow growl from the floorboards underneath him. Jackson could feel his blue eyes burn in fear. There was a small chuckle from behind the Television stand. Paranoid, Jackson swear he could see something long move from with-in his closet. He reached for his flashlight. 'Click' nothing came out from the flashlight. 'Click' Once again, no light protruded from the source. He shook the canister only to find that his flashlight's batteries were taken. Frantic, Jackson reached over to his lamp that was in the shape of Oogie Boogie from Nightmare Before Christmas and flicked it on. It was quickly unplugged and a cackle erupted from behind the T.V. Stand again. A voice, a low, malevolent voice echoed from under the bed. "Well, It wouldn't be very fun if you could see us would it be?" Jackson let out a piercing scream and not only did the nightmare behind the T.V laugh, but also laughter cried from under the bed and suspicion confirmed... in the closet. A Small light flickered on dimly on the lamp as if someone had put a small flame in the bulb.

Jackson slowly looked under his bed to see a small brown, elf thing barreled out at him clenching to his shirt! 'AHHHHH! Jackson's plae hand grasped around the monster's body and tugged him off of his shirt. He looked at the thing. It was gnshing it's teeth at his victim, saliva dripped sloppily down the evil elf's jaws. He eventually turned his head at a ninty degree angle and sunk it's teeth into Jackson's soft, vunerable felsh. Hollering in pain, Jackson tore the thing from him and threw Him from his grasp. The Monster/ Animal/ Elf thing hit the wall and it's body hit the wood floor Completely limp.

"Oh my He-!' Jackson breathed."Hmmm, poor thing he only has one good bite in him. With one quick breath, Jacksonturned around to find a flash of color, "We aren't done yet!" The face was colored on more than a kindergarden's art project. A Smile was painted on his frowned face. His whole face was painted. He cackled a bit and stared into Jackson's terrified eyes. "Haha, You see young Victim, I mean child.... this is only the beginning!" His frown turned into a death defining smile. "Let the fun begin!" The T.V. flickered on showing a scene from The Dark Knight. Jackson immeditly closed his eyes shut. "Oh No, keep your eyes open young Child, this is the best part!" The Clown used his cold, pearly hands and forced the child's eyes open. The poor kid was trembling, he faced his clock which seemed to be frozen it still sat on 12:00.  The Joker on the movie smiled and as he moved a knife toward a young women's mouth, they skipped a bit of the movie to where the Joker says is infamous quote, "Why so serious." Then they skipped a half hour of the movie and finally a half faced charcter bet on a kids life. "Heads he lives, Tails he dies" The moive was turned off and the clown turned a coin in his fingers. He laughed when he cackled pulling a knife from his jester outfit. "Head he Lives, Tails He Dies!" The Coin was tossed up in the air and landed on it's side. "Hmmm What Are The Odds?!" The Clown looked perplexed, obviously there was a flaw in the plan. He blew on the Coin and it tipped over to Tails. Jackson winced as the Clown took a step forward.

-Jackson wasn't heard of afterward but a bloody payment was sent to Kyler's home red letters spelt on the money," You're next"-