scary stories

Mr. Widemouth

I was a little girl who was only 5 years old.. me and my family always moved and never stayed in one place for too long... After a month of us moving we saw a nice house we wanted to stay in for a few months I got a huge fever and couldn't go outside because it would get worse and I listened and didn't go outside we moved everything in and after a year of living there I got another huge but worse then before fever I couldn't play or basically do anything fun so my mom packed up my things and told me "we will be moving again somewhere farther away me and your dad found a house we really like"

I nod and she gave me some books and water because books was the only thing that I could do later that day a little "thing" came out from under my bed

He smiled

I asked if he had a name

He got on my bed and told me "my name is Mr. Widemouth"

He did have a very big mouth and big eyes and big ears but he was small

I asked some questions and he answered

Then he went under my bed

"What are you doing" I asked

"Sh we can't let your parents know I'm here.. they won't let me play with you anymore" He said

My mom came in and gave me more books and more water

Mr. Widemouth comes out from my bed

"Tomorrow we will play" he said and went under again

The next morning I woke up and Mr. Widemouth was looking at me

"I have a game we can play" He said

I asked "what is it?"

He takes me somewhere across from my room and he opened the little door/window

"This is where I play" Mr. Widemouth said

"How do you play down there?" I asked

"I pretend there is a big trampoline and I jump.. and if you think hard enough you will bounce back up.. give it a try " He said

I was only 5 years old

"No thanks what if I can't think? I'll get hurt" I said

"Not if you think hard enough" Mr. Widemouth said

I said 'no" and his face turned mad

"Why not. It'll be fun" Mr. Widemouth said

I calmly declined and his face calmed down

I went to sleep the next night and Mr. Widemouth came out from my bed and asked to play I said no Everytime..

The next morning I woke up and Mr. Widemouth came out with a box "I wanna teach you how to juggle" He said

I looked in the box and saw KNIFES?!

"This will hurt me!! My parents wouldn't be happy" I said

"Just give it a try!!" Mr. Widemouth said

I shake my head

He goes under my bed and doesn't come out...

The next morning my mom walked in and told me i should go outside from being in my room for so long

I put my shoes on and ran out side

I saw Mr. Widemouth standing outside waiting for me

"I have had many friends your age and took them to this very place behind here" Mr. Widemouth said

"What is it?" I asked

"Your not old enough.. you will one day see" Mr. Widemouth said

The next week was the day I was moving and I don't wanna tell Mr. Widemouth so I didn't

I was in my dad's truck my 4:00 in the morning to move I saw Mr. Widemouth's figure at my window and he didn't move untill the truck move he waved a bit.. i didn't wave back

A few years after we moved back to the place and the house I used to live in was burned down... I went to the place Mr. Widemouth was gonna take me when i was a kid I went down the trail and saw there was a cemetery and it was full of little kids....