We are in the dead of winter. It is cold and windy outside, and it had been snowing for hours. I was all alone and scared. The snow was falling heavy down on the car slowly but surely covering the car windows. It was starting to get a little dark and the sun was about to set.
My parents and I decided to go to Yellowstone national park. The weather was being good up until about a few hours ago when it started to snow badly. We had been driving through the bad weather when we stopped dead middle of the road because of a knocked down tree. My parents had gotten out and told me they were going to get help and that I needed to stay in the car. That was about an hour ago and they haven't come back yet, and right after they left it started to snow much worse. To the point where you could probably barely see in front of you.
Overall I was scared for my parents. Where had they gone? Were they lost? Did they forget about me? One thing for sure I needed to find my parents. I don't care if they told me to stay they could be in trouble and one thing for sure staying in here won't do anything.
I unbuckled my seatbelt and slowly got up since my legs hurt pretty bad from the all the hiking we did yesterday. I got up to open the car door struggling in the process with all the snow that had piled up. Good thing I had brought my snowshoes otherwise I would be deep crap well snow...
I then had somehow managed to get out of the car. Then, I tried my very best to close the door and track over to where I am sure my parents had headed. I would have normally just stayed in the car just because I absolutely hate snow, but this is for my parents and I need to suck it up.
It was absolutely freezing and I just wish I could find them, I was done about to give up and just make my way back to the car just because I couldn't handle it anymore. When I notice something a little off in the distance a figure could it be them I wonder? There is only one way to find out.
I walked, I walked and I walked some more to the point that I got close enough to put this much together. I had finally found my parents, yet there was something wrong something very wrong.
There was this figure this demonic figure like something from nightmares. It lurked tall but hunched over it had long black claws and reddish white sharp teeth it was greyish black with strange feet and Black soulless eyes. It took no interest in me but it did in my parents.
It then picked up what was left of my parents and ripped them to shreds eating them red splattering all over the pure white snow. It was the most horrifying thing I had ever seen in my life I was petrified and couldn't move. Before I could stop myself I was screaming.
"Leave my parents alone!" I wailed at the scary creature.
It all of the sudden snapped its head my way and stared me down. I slowly backed up and ended up tripping on a stick falling on my butt. I couldn't look away as it slowly crept towards me.
I quickly got up off the ground and ran towards the forest away from the creature completely forgetting about my parents. Not knowing what I was doing I just ran scared for my life. I needed help, but then again who would help me.
I then rammed into what I thought to be a tree and stumbled all the way until my back hit something. I looked behind me to see that my back had hit a tree, then what had I first ran into. I slowly looked up scared of what I might see but long behold it was just a stranger. A weird looking man that didn't speak a word but helped me up and just looked at me weirdly. All of sudden as if the guy wasn't strange enough I heard a loud voice say.
"Wake up!!"
I screamed so loud yet it seemed to be silent as I woke up in a room I was unfamiliar with. This wasn't my room, where was I? As my eyes were more adjusted to the darkness I started to see that I was in a Hospital room, but why?
I looked over to my right to see my dad in a chair fast asleep right beside me. I turned back to look in front of me letting my eyes adjusted a little more to the darkness. I think I am going crazy or something, but in the darkness, I think I see a figure a demonic figure. As it came out of the shadows and into the shade of the moonlight.
I froze up, it was the creature. The scary creature. I quickly looked over to my dad to warn him of this horrible beast before it was too late and got him too.
Yet my dad wasn't there, it felt as if he wasn't even there in the first place. I quickly turned back around to the scary creature and I notice it's a lot closer than last time. It is slowly inching towards me. I back up all the way up against the back of the hospital bed scared out of my mind.
The creature started to make a horrible noise out of its mouth and for some reason, it sounded like it said."Daddy's here."
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The molehulehu
Short StoryMolehulehu • Nightmare -- The nightmare. It took my parents. -- Hi so this is a short story that I wrote like a few months for my creative writing class but I liked it a lot so I put it on here. Hope you enjoy, and yes it is horror.