The well.

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It was a dark night. I sat in my chair Pondering the fascinating details of the world I had to yet discover. I was a simple gal. Open minded and quick on my feet I loved a simple life but I loved my fair share of excitement and surprise.

The sun had just set and as I heard the clock ticking I looked over at it, it read 9pm. I hadn't realized pondering had distracted me for so long. my tea was boiling the Tea kettle hadn't whistled yet. my oven was still cooking my casserole.  my stomach rumbles and I grasp my stomach as to hush it.

the room is warm and the house Is silent except the "tick tock tick tock" of the clock. it was driving me crazy. I harshly throw a pillow at it hopeful it would be silenced. but I was wrong.

I rock in my chair And the kettle whistles. I pull my long blonde and pink hair Into a hair tye and proceed to make my tea.

The oven beeps and without thinking I pull out the pan without mits. "shiiiiiit!!" i scream out as I toss the pan onto the stove in a rush attempt to avoid dropping it all over my freshly mopped floors. my hand is beat red and it scorches in pain.

I start gently running cold water over my hand .... As i stand there leaning over the sink in pain. The water suddenly becomes red. I think to myself

"what the hell is that?"

i take a glass and let the water run into the glass. it's a dark red color. resembling blood. This house ran on well water so it could be anything. I finish rinsing my hand and wrap it in ice and guaze. I take the glass and hold it to the light as if that would give me an idea of what it was. In no way did I have plans to drink it. I instantly got on my phone and called my friend lindsey.

Lindsey immediately ran over. Just as I had simply pondered she too also had pondered the same thing. The fact that it might be blood.  Lindsey takes takes a step back and she has goosebumps running down her arms. I too felt the shiver down my spine. could it really be blood? we both just stare and the glass and we make eye contanct. she suggest we investigate and find some flashlights. 

we both step out the door and walk through the acres of land. we come to the well and see no signs of rust and I suddenly catch something in my side view. we approached the object it was a watch

"where could this come from?" i ask

lindsey replies "i have no clue, have you seen this watch before?"

"never" i reply. 

We feel creeped out.

We both walk slowly to the well, I send the bucket down gently with the flashlight tied on just so we could see all the way down....

suddenly I freeze  chills run down my spine and I feel like I can't breathe... I see something. is it real? am I imagining this?  wth?

lindsey sees it too! 

"OMG IT'S SOMEONE DECAPITATED HEAD!!!"

we just stare at each other for a split second before we find ourself frantically running. goosebumps everywhere. chills down our spines. complete fear. we run into the house and lock all the doors and windows and we try to catch our breathe and "BAM BAM BAM"  We hear on the door. We both jump our hearts feel as though they just jumped out of our chest. "BAM BAM BAM" IT goes again. and we open the door....

to be continued......

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~ OneBadKitty. (Vanessa)

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