Steven was not a typicle name for someone like me. it didnt suit me. Stevens are tall. I certantly was not. I was 4 foot 6 .not bad is it. For a 9 year old. Im 13. The world is cruel to short people. I cant play pool,i cant reach the best stuf at a shop and girls dont tend to like boys smaller than them.
Today was my 14th birthday. I was no taller then at my last birthday. It had been an ok day. A film at the cinima. A game of my new bordgame and now we where off to dinner. A thi resteraunt on the outskirts of dumfries,a town in scotland. I had the volcano chicken. It wasnt as hot as it sounds. I didnt notice what anyone else had. I wad too buissy eating mine.
On the way home it was dark. We could see nouthing exept road , trees and road signs. The road was filled with manny twists. Li was listning to music untill my phone died. At which i looked around. I laughed and said "this looks like the perfect setting for a horror movie. We laughed at this. I was sat in the front with my grandad. My mum and gran where behind. After a while we passed a town called heck. I again laughed untill we hit an unexpected speed bump. My grandad,jokingly,shouted "what the heck" my gran turned arround. "Stop" she yelled. My grandad slammed on the breaks. my gran got out and walked to where the speed bump was. To our supprise there was nothing. We walked back to the car. My grandad inspected the tyres to make sure it wasnt a puncture. He got back in and we drove off home.
Nouthing interesting happened on the way home. We just made jokes about my grandads bad driving. We got out the car and went to sit in the living room. We watched some comedy shows. As we watched i couldent shake the feeling that we where being watched. The clock struck mid night. I was the only one awake. The only one who could see the girl stood inthe shadow in the corner. I approched her. She stood there silently, watching me with every step."who are you" i asked in a slow soft voice. She didnt reply. "How did you get in here" i asked in a slightly sterner voice. Nouthing. I turned to wake my mum. As i turned i felt a sharp pain in my back. The girl stepped out of the shadow. I could sed that she had tyre marks accross her boddy. I fell to my knees. The world started to darken. I could see her stabbing my family. My mum. My gran. My grandad murdered before me. As she pulled the knife from my grandad. She dissapered. The world dissapered and all was silent.
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I woke up, The nightmare still running round my head. I looked at my clock. 27 of may. My birthday. I went downstairs to be greeted with the birthday song. We had toast. And then they gave me my pressents. Film tickets from mum and a bord game from grandad. Gran said hers would come later. We then got ready ant went to the film. It was great. Then we went back for a game of my new bord game. Finaly grann told me her present was a trip to the thi.
We went to the outskirts of town. I had the volcano chicken. Im not sure what the others had.
On the way home my phone died,we went past a town called heck and hit a speed bump. I realised in shock where i had seen this. I didnt leave the car. My gran came back and said that there was nouthing. My grandad inspected the car. We went home. We watched commodie. And every one fell asleep. The girl was in the corner. I backed away to a different corner. The knife hit me. I turned arround. She was there. I collapsed to the screams of my family as they where murdered. It all went silent.
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I woke up again. I looked at the clock. 26 of may. A normal day. I told my family about the dream. They laughed. The day was normal. I laughed to myself about how stupid the dream was. I looked in the mirror in my room.two eyes stairing at me from the corner. I turned arround. She was there. I had no time to react before she lunged at me. I collapsed but i was not affraid. I kept telling myself that it was a dream. I heared my family scream. The world went dark. I did not wake up.
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the ride home And Other Short Stories
HorrorA few horror stories written by me. I know not all of them are good but im working on it☺ Shout out to verrycooljam. Good mate of mine. Very good writer. Go follow him.
