Jack and Jill: Short Story-Horror

Jack and Jill

Jill is awoken once again of her recurring haunting dream. Restless she rises out of her bed. She looks at her alarm clock, realizing it's only 3:07 in the morning. She falls back into her bundle of soft fleece blankets and replays her dream in her head.

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The sky is the most beautiful light blue, dotted with perfectly fluffy white clouds. The wind is blowing a perfect breeze that hints a slight scent of fruit. Running up a tall steep hill that is blanketed in tall thick green grass. Jill is constantly readjusting the tiara on the top of her head simultaneously as the young boy readjusts his crown. They're both laughing uncontrollably with a small pail in each of their free hands. At last they reach the top of the hill and race to old wooden well.

"After you my dear princess!", the young boy blurts out in a playful British accent. He laughs, curtseys then takes a step back.

Jill dips her pail into the well, looks up at the small boy, smiles, then nods as if giving him a secret signal to dip his pail into the cool, crystal like water.

"King Jack! We must get back to the castle and fill our moat with the water!" , Jill mocks Jack's accent.

They both laugh and run down the hill. They two children get to careless of to where exactly they are running. Thus causing Jack to trip and fall down the hill. Jill gasps in horror and tries to reach out after him. She is frozen in fear for him. She watches him roll down and scream in fear. His neck snaps and he suddenly remains still. The atmosphere became silent and the sky darkened. The grass died instantly. Jill dropped her pail at the sight of the blood and a broken crown. She ran down the hill but lost control of her foot placement, because her mind was running faster than her feet ever could. She tumbled after Jack, also rolling in pain, she reached Jacks still cold body. She cried for what felt like hours...

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Jill felt sleepy then looked back at the time, it was already 4:30. She almost instantly became tired.

"Jill wake up we need you to fetch us some groceries at the market!", Jill's mother practically screamed as she banged continuously on the door.

Jill rolled her eyes and responded with, " Yes mother! I'll be right out!" Jill jumped out of bed throwing on some pants, grabbed the car keys, and the $10 her mother had given her for groceries. She gave her mother and father a quick kiss on the cheek before leaving.

Jill has a weird feeling about her dream. She thinks...no...she KNOWS the young boy is her brother. She's tried asking her parents many, many times if she has a brother she doesn't know about, but both her parents deni Jill has a brother.

" I know I have a brother, and I won't quit until I find him", Jill whispers to herself as she pulls into the driveway to her cabin. She throws down her left over change on the kitchen table and puts the water in the ice box.

" How did you sleep my dear?", Jill's mother asked as she comfortably placed her hand on Jill's shoulder.

" I've still been having that recurring dream about my brother--- I mean Jack.", Jill rushed out nervously.

" You do not have a brother Jill! If I ever hear you talk about your brother again you're going to sleep out in the back!", Mother roared at Jill.

" I do so much for you Jill! You have a roof over your head and food on your table, but yet all you do is complain about your dream of having a brother! Why is nothing I do enough for you Jill!", Mother paused for a short moment glaring at Jill.