Tyler and his family were moving into a new home; the perfect home as his mother would say. They've moved to five 'perfect homes' in the last year.
"Do you like it, Ty?" Tyler's mother asked in her sugar sweet tone.
"It's fine." Tyler sighed. Tyler's mother treated him like he was a fragile thing that could break if she handled it incorrectly. Which was true...Tyler was sort of fragile. He's just a scrawny kid who likes making music in the comfort of his bedroom.
Tyler walked into his new bedroom and took a deep breath. "A new start." He whispered to himself just as he heard the sound of a box dropping which startled him slightly. Tyler turned around to see a mover putting the box labeled 'Tyler's room' on the ground. The mover apologized and walked out to collect more boxes. Tyler let out another deep breath and lied on his bed and closed his eyes.
"You've got a nice CD collection" an unknown voice said. Tyler's eyes shot open and he stood up.
"who are you? How did you get in here?" Tyler began to question the boy with the red hair.
"Josh dun. I live next door. Your front door was open so I walked in to meet the unfortunate family who moved into this place." Josh said while skimming through Tyler's decent collection of CD's.
"What do you mean by 'unfortunate'?" Tyler sat down on the bed and questioned the odd kid who just invited himself in.
"I mean the deaths that have happened in this house. Didn't the retailer tell you?" Josh said while grabbing a CD off of the shelf "I'm borrowing this, do you mind?" Josh asked.
"uh no, borrow what you want as long as I get it back...now tell me what you know about this house." Tyler said in a tone that showed interest. Josh smiled and stood up and walked over to the bed and sat next to Tyler,
"Well, I heard that a few years ago a family died in this house. An abusive father, a loving mother and their suicidal son. They say the son killed himself in the bathroom and the mother found him lying there pale and motionless with his brains blown out. They held a funeral for the son and the father didn't even attend. He was at a bar getting drunk. A few days later the mother used the same hand gun her son used to kill himself and she murdered her abusive husband and then killed herself." Josh finished his story and Tyler blinked in disbelief.
"Well anyway, I have to go now...I'll see you later Tyler." Josh said while standing up
Just before Josh reached the door Tyler spoke "wait...how'd you know my name?"
Josh laughed a little "dude...it's written on the box." Tyler smiled "oh...right"
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Tyler was in the kitchen washing dishes when he had a sudden realization.
"Hey Tyler!" Josh yelled causing Tyler to flinch and accidentally cut himself while washing a knife. Tyler hissed but soon got over the stinging sensation by putting his hand under the running water.
"Oh! Sorry...are you alright?" Josh said with concern clear in his voice.
"I'm fine." Tyler said with a blank face as he watched the blood ooze out of his hand.
"I'll get the first aid kit." Josh said while running to the bathroom to get the box filled with bandages and antibacterial creams. Tyler just stood there and stared at his hand.
He realized that he liked the burning pain that he felt when the knife slid across the palm of his hand. He liked the numb feeling he got after it happened.
