Darryl woke to his sister greeting him the next morning and told him to get ready and soon of course he did as he had asked why he had to, his sister explained as to why as her neighbor had invited them to a birthday party for there 9 year old son Charlie who would be soon turning 10 years old and so therefore eventually Darryl had got up got dressed and left with Addison and soon drove their way down a block towards the child's house soon eventually of course they climbed out of the car as they had pulled up and eventually walked up to the front porch and knocked on the door where he was greeted by a familiar face.
"Dr. Rogers?" Darryl said.
"Ah hey Darryl, how's everything been lately?" Dr. Rogers asked.
"Good so far." Darryl asked.
"I didn't know you had a son." Addison replied.
"Ah yes you must be referring to Charlie, yeah he's a sweet little boy." Dr. Rogers exclaimed.
"Ah please come in." Dr. Rogers said standing aside and eventually letting the Hollows siblings inside.
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Darryl had made his way towards the backyard where the party had taken place and had stood there eand looked around for a bit until he eventually had seen a small boy licking the utensils at the party for the forks and spoons for the ice cream and cake getting his saliva all over them and then ran off into a corner to stand in along a wooden picket fence.
"Good idea to not touch that!" Darryl said mumbling to himself.
Darryl eventually went out into the yard and stood there trying to figure out how to interact with kids since he never knew how to because he was considerably deemed as anti-social by his mother and he always had the excuse to say that he wasn't anti-social he was introverted and he would always explain the difference between the two.
"Moooom, anti-social is where I don't want to interact with people, introvert is where you wanna interact with a person but you don't know how to." Darryl said.
"Okay sweetie whatever you say." His mom replied.
The party that had gone would eventually be pretty standard for a 9 year olds birthday party.
It had cake and ice cream, a pinàta, a clown doing balloon animals and of course what birthday party if it wasn't complete with a bunch of kids and $2.00 cheap party hats made from the remnants of a cardboard paper towel roll.
The party had went well for what it was and mostly if not all of the time Darryl would feel uneasy not because of the enviroment but because most of these could sick to core with some sort of disease like mono for example but wasn't sure exactly as to who it was.
Of course wisely he didn't want to figure that out for himself after all the saying pretty much for him as far as he can remember was:
You play stupid games, you win stupid prizes.~~~~~~~~~~~~
Just then as he stood there and looked around observing his environment he had felt a tug on the cuff of the sleeve on the hoodie he had wore to the party considering since he didn't have any clothes that would be considered to be "fancy" for the occasion.
He looked down and had seen a girl who had been mute who was tugging and poking at his sleeve.
"Hm?" Darryl said.
Darryl kneeled down to the girls height and soon had just kissed him on the lips and soon eventually the girl had ran off and away and soon Darryl stood back up and eventually looked around and then continued onward with his day, surely thinking that nothing would go wrong from it or anything but he had the sneaking feeling that something would happen but he wasn't sure as to what.
Just then he turned around as he heard someone call his name.
"Darryl!"
Darryl had turned and eventually had caught a glimpse of Mr. Widemouth sliding behind a bush and soon eventually he walked over to the bush and seen nothing there.
"He's not real." Darryl said.
Darryl had eventually walked off after a moment of standing there for a second and then turned and walked away going back to the party.
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MALEVOLENT: THE CURIOUS CASE OF MR. WIDEMOUTH
HorrorWhile sick, 8 year old Darryl Hollows comes down with mono, and soon eventually begins to meet a small malevolent creature named Mr. Widemouth, soon he grows up as a 14 year old boy and soon comes to realize that Mr. Widemouth wasn't as imaginary as...