Mini stories 💕

Deadwood

     Everything happened on May 28, 2016. I had to move to a town called deadwood. As I drove through the town, I read my scary novel. I continued to read, but something caught my eye. What had caught my eye was a boy. Suddenly, I closed my eyes for less than two seconds and as soon as I opened my eyes, the boy was gone. I shook my head because I was shocked that the boy had suddenly disappeared. After this happened, I rested my head on the window and I started to stare at the sky into. As I stared at the sky, I kept thinking about the boy that disappeared so quickly. In a distance there was this beautiful house with a lake behind it. The beautiful house that I had just seen was my new house that my family and I were moving into. My dad parked the car and we both got out of the car. We got our suitcases and other bags out of the car and started to walk towards our new house. I have to admit, I was pretty excited to live here because this house was beyond beautiful and elegant.  got out of the car . As soon as we opened the door and walked in, my eyes lit up because I was amazed how beautiful the inside of the house looked. This house was beautiful on the outside and inside. I put all of my bags down and I began to walk around to explore my new house.  As I was looking around, I saw a room that led to an attic. I walked into the attic and there was so many boxes inside. I began to look through the boxes and I found a picture. The picture was of a family dressed fancy. In the picture, the boy that I saw on my car ride here was in it. Since the boy was in the picture I assumed that he must have lived here before with his family. All of a sudden I heard my dad calling me. My dad had said, "Jasmin! Come down to eat dinner." I placed the picture back into the box and went downstairs with my father. After dinner, I went to the bathroom and I began to  wash my face. As soon as I looked at the mirror, the boy had suddenly appeared. I quickly turned around and the boy was gone. I began to look around, but there were no signs at all of the boy. I began to think that I was going crazy and that I was badly hallucinating. I tried to forget about everything that just happened and I got ready for bed. Later that night, I was sleeping and then suddenly there was a voice calling my name and I immediately woke up. As I followed the voice, I became nervous because it led back to the attic. I opened the attic door and started to walk inside. When I got inside of the attic, the boy was standing there looking right at me. The boy smiled at me and in that moment I became friends with the boy. I began to talk to the boy and he told me that his name was Marse Peters. Marse was 15 years old, just like me and as we talked more and more, we found out that we both had a lot of things in common. Marse and I became pretty close friends and we would tell each other everything. He began to tell me all these stories that happened in my new house. Apparently about 5 years ago, his mother was murdered and no one knows who killed her. I was absolutely shocked when I heard that this had happened. As I talked to Marse even more, I started to fall in love with him. A few days later, my dad found out that I was talking to Marse and he became very upset. My dad had realized that I was beginning to fall in love with Marse, so he got beyond irritated. My dad told me that Marse is not allowed over anymore and that I am not allowed to speak to Marse ever again because my dad did not like Marse at all. Marse kept trying to come over and speak to my dad, so that he can still be close friends with me, but everything that Marse said to my dad never changed his mind, sadly. Marse got beyond fed up with my dad. Marse started an argument with my dad and it ended very badly. My father slapped Marse for yelling at him. I was shocked that Marse yelled at my father. It definitely showed that Marse had no respect. As soon as Marse yelled at my father, I screamed at him saying, "Get out of my house right now Marse! Nobody can speak to my father with no respect! I do not care who you are, my dad is the most important person in my life and I refuse to let anyone yell at him in that tone! Get out now!" As soon as I said that, Marse got very angry and he left. As he was walking out he slammed the door. I apologize to my dad for not listening to him getting rid of Marse from my life. My dad forgave me and we realized that it was pretty late, so we decided to go to bed. The next morning, I woke up and went to see my dad. When I walked into my father's bedroom I saw a lot of blood leading to his bed. I began crying and screaming my father had been murdered. Laying next to my father was a note that said, "Are you happy now that I am out of your life, Jasmin? You made me furious when you yelled at me, just like my mom did 5 years ago. I was the one that murdered my mother and now I am the one who took your father away from you. Love, Marse." I was sick to my stomach because the boy that I had fell in love with, murdered his own mother and my father. I will never be able to forgive myself for bringing Marse peters into my life.