I lay on my back, gazing at the sky. "What a boring world. If only it were more interesting." I think. I watch a plane fly by. i start to doze off until the peace is interrupted.
"If fun is what you seek then let me help."
I jolt up when I hear the voice. A girl's voice. I look to where it came from and see a shimmer, half buried in the grass. I get up and slowly walk to it. The voice continues to get louder. "Play! Play! Come and play!" it says.
I reach the glimmer and see a knife on the ground.
"Pick me up! Pick me up!" says the voice. It was coming from the knife.
It continues to get louder and louder like a booming speaker in my ears but as soon as my skin touches the blade it just... Stops.
Something tells me to take it with me so I put it in my pocket and start heading up the hill, going back home. I reach a street and continue walking past a few houses and a graveyard. I turn down a small alleyway and hear the voice once again.
"They're coming! Fun, fun, fun! Take me out! Take me out!"
I do as it says just in time to see two men walking towards me. The stop just in front of me, malice in their eyes.
"can I help you?" I say.
"Yeah, you can give us that nice bag you got." one of the men replies, sheer menace in his voice.
Then the Voice speaks again. "No!" I gasp quietly when I realise it came from my mouth.
One of the men goes to grab me but I black out. The next thing I know, the men are running away and I have blood dripping from my arm, the crimson drops creating a puddle at me feet.
"Fun, fun, fun! I want more." the voice speaks once again.
I jump. I'm scared and confused about what happened. Why does the knife talk? What does it mean by 'I want more'? Why do I even have the knife?
I rip of my hoodie and throw it into a nearby dumpster before running home. I want nothing more to do with this.
