Short Creepy/Scary/Weird Stories

Story 2

    Her name was Kelly. She was a great friend of mine, i loved her dearly. She had everything i ever wanted. A great family, pretty body, face, hair, smile. She was everything i ever wanted to be. Man could she dance; She was a tap dancer at that. Laughing and playing around as she tapped her feet making everyone smile and tell her how great she was. Oh she just loved it. Getting all the boys that i could never get because i wasn't pretty enough. See i was always considered her "Drag along." When ever we went somewhere, no matter where, all attention was on her. Completely ignoring the fact that i was standing right beside her. Even my mother would ask me why i couldn't be like her more. My father would sometimes tell me, "You have no idea what i'd do just to have a daughter like Kelly." Then he'd look at me with a straight face and cold eyes. Wasn't I suppost to be the daddy's girl? I mean he was MY father, NOT Kelly's. Oh but every one loved Kelly because Kelly was so perfect. Kelly couldn't do anything wrong. She was everything that everyone wanted to be. But i could never be Kelly. I could never dance like she could. I could never have a perfect shade of blonde hair that everyone wished that had. I could never have her skinny body or straight white smile. I was just Kelly's drag along. I'd never compare to how Kelly ever was. Even my own fucking parents loved Kelly more than me. EVERYONE looked at me like i was pure shit compared to little Miss Kelly. 

 But one night, in the blur of my own hatred towards Kelly...

a thought came to me.

What if something was to happen to Kelly? Then everyone would notice me...they'd have too. No more Kelly equals more attention for everyone else, including me. 

So that was it. I started scheming up a plan to get rid of that bitch. 

One late Friday night, i called her up and asked her to come on over to hang out. "It's raining, Margret. What would we even do out tonight?" Just listening to her voice made my whole body tingle. "Come on Kelly! It'll be fun. We could go out and play some old tag." She went quiet for a minute so i went on, "Just like the good old days. Come onnnn! We're graduating in a couple of weeks Kelly. Let's do this crazy thing that we used to enjoy so much, just one more time. Please!" I heard her take a deep breath before she finally agreed. Once she hung up, i couldn't help but start giggling. Everything i ever wanted was finally coming to life. 

A couple of minutes pasted and i heard her car pull up. Running out to great her, i tagged her starting the game up. She started laughing and screaming, "I'm going to get you!" 

I started running more and more into the woods, and since it was dark, it got harder and harder for her to keep up. Once i thought we were far enough out, i decided it was time to take action. I ran behind a tree where it was pitch dark. She'd never think to check here for me. 

I heard her coming up as she laughed screaming out my name. She walked just a couple steps pasted my hiding spot and started yelling out for me. "Margret! Okay. I give up. you win! Now come back!" As she took a few steps further away from me, i took this as the right time to step out and run as fast as i could toward her. As i ran, i started taking out a knife that i had put in my coat pocket before she had got there. 

Stabbing her right in the chest, i heard her desperate cries. "Please! Margret! Please don't!" Hearing this made me start grinning from ear to ear and laughing. 

Now she wants to beg me? Now she wants to actually acknowledge that i'm real? All this time she had and now she wants to do it? I kept stabbing her more and more, just to hear her desperate cries. The more she pleaded the more i laughed and wanted to hear more. But slowly my anger started kicking in. 

I got down and started pounding my fist in her "Oh so beautiful" face. All my life i was compared to her and how i could never be anything like her. My parents would have killed me if they knew they would get her out of it. I hated her with a passion. I started kicking her ribs in and trying to break every damn bone in her body. 

I would never, ever, be compared to this bitch. Ever again. 

As i leaned in closer to her face, i could hear her taking little breaths at a time. I got my knife back out and held it to her throat. Taking one last look at her, i sliced her neck. 

Now, i was more important than she ever would be. 

I rolled her body down the hill and decided to leave it there. I didn't care if anyone saw it or not. It was my master piece.  

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Authors note:

Sorry if this one's weirder than the other one. I was just getting into detail about what Jealousy could lead too.