Finbar was intrigued by space. Ever since he was a little one in his adorable, little baby shoes. Most nights he'd lay down on his sloped back garden and watch the stars and moon until 11-ish. Sometimes later, sometimes earlier. "I wish I could go to space..." He'd mutter to know one in particular.
Recently he had noticed a shooting star appear over and over again. The same time, travelling the same speed, the same shape and Finbar got the same feeling of uneasiness and fear. Like he knew something was going to happen... But nothing did. He eventually got a telescope and waited until this fast moving object passed the spot. Finbar peeked into the telescope and frowned. It seemed to be a space ship. A light flashed at him in a sequence. Morse code. It said "Hi Finbar." This confused him. Why would it know his name?
After that day, Fin put off star gazing for a while. But at the same time every night he could feel the same uneasiness and fear. It drove him insane! The ship was moving pretty fast. It appeared every day at the same time. "Fuck, this is odd..." He went outside and sat down in the cold night.
10 minutes passed and the fear still clung to him. "Why? Why? Why?!" The male screamed to thew sky. That's when he noticed the space craft hadn't moved from it's spot. Instead it was becoming bigger, and fast. Finbar got up and slowly backed away to the hedge as the ship crashed into the road outside his house. He slowly walked down the steps to his gate and stood still.
He stared at it in shock and awe. A young girl could be heard giggling as the door slid open in front of Fin. And that's what emerged... A cute little girl, no older than 6. She walked closer and smiled. "Hi Finbar... " Blood dribbled from her eyes as she slowly reached out to him. Finbar hesitantly held her soft hand in his before she retracted it and thrust it through his chest with immense power. She grabbed a hold of his heart and crushed it. "Houston, we have a problem~" She giggled as Finbar collapsed and died in a pool of his own blood...
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Fin's Short Stories
Short StoryA collection of short stories created by a lad who has an eye for... Dark things. A new story will be created when writer has time plus ideas. The stories may suck/ have cussing/ be a bit dark or twisted. Your choice if you wanna read.