This IS NOT a squeal to As Kids, but it is another fan fiction. It will be more funny as well :P And maybe a teen fiction...? I don't know, I didn't really set up the whole story yet, I only have a main part and not really scenes. I'm making it up as it goes X3. I am started to like the whole fan fictions, but I think the next book that I'll write will more more sci fi or paranormal. BTW: I might change the genre 'teen fiction' later in the story. This may not have a lot of the horror killers in it, which bothers me as much as I think it'll bother you, but I'll try to add them in as much as I can. BTW I have to say I only saw the first movie of Hell Raiser, so I do not know much of him :P
I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS EXCEPT ANY RANDOM PEOPLE AND ASHLEIGH!!!
Tuesday
RING! RING! RING!
I smashed the alarm clock's 'stop' button without even opening me eyes. I turned over and groaned as I pulled the soft purple and block pokadoted comforter up to my chin. "Don't think I didn't hear that, Ashleigh!" One of my uncles who I called, Head. I murmured about how he shouldn't be able to hear it from all the way down stairs, and I got up.
I slowly rolled out of bed and thudded to the floor. "Ow..." I mumbled in the carpet which was being forced into my face. I was not ready for the day.
It was going to be the first day of school for me, which I was NOT looking forward to. My uncles, aunt, and my best friend said that school was where I learn stuff, but I feel like I'm pretty smart. I'm a 14 year old reading at a second grade level, and I think that's something to be proud of.
I slowly stood to my feet and grabbed the black and lime green checkered square glasses and put them right on top of my nose. I stumbled to the giant mirror that looked like those ones for models and actresses, with light bulbs going all around. I grabbed the Hello Kitty brush and ran it through my hair, with hurt so badly. After brushing it to the point where it was super soft, I stared in the mirror.
I didn't look like much. I had boring dark brown hair that fell to my mid-back. Green eyes that looked like boring leaves. Pale skin that looked like... well boring. Everything about me was boring.
Except... my family. But once you live with them for 14 years... they're boring.
I walked my pile of clothes and picked out a pink Hello Kitty shirt and black skinny skinny jeans. I put them on and looked at my mirror again. Again, nothing special that would wow anyone or any student (? Is that what you call the other people at school?). I wasn't skinny, but I don't think I would be classified as fat. But what do I know? I've been living with 5 boys all my life, and we barly even talk about that kind of stuff. Even the only girl in my life doesn't talk about that.
I slowly walked out the door and to the stairs. Walking down them I could hear the sizzle of eggs and bacon that Esther would be cooking. I smiled and walked into the kitchen. "Finally, your awake! Right after you eat those eggs Esther had made you, your going to have to go straight to the bus stop!" Uncle Freddy said with a smile as he flicked his index claw up.
I should maybe explain my family a little better, should I?
Well, theres Uncle Jason, who loves sports very much. He's the kind of person, that if the hockey game is on, you are NOT to disturb him! But other than that freakily obsessed side of him, he is pretty nice. I'll always inform when the next party is, so he can show up and kill people. Yeah, he doesn't like kids my age, and the only one he loves is me.
Then Uncle Michael Myers, who I call Mikey Mike. He is the kind of person who loves Halloween, and WILL go overboard if you don't stop him. When I was little, like around age 9, me and him would decorate the house like crazy, me on his shoulders putting on fuzzy orange and black streamers all over the house. We would always urge people to dress up in scary costumes and scare people with me and him. I dressed up as him one year, and he almost cried, he felt so honored.

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My Family -A Horror Fanfiction- ONE HOLD
Fanfiction"School? You have to be kidding me..." I said as I stared into their eyes. "We aren't kidding... Ashleigh you are a 14 year old girl, and you've never stepped foot inside a school!" Ashleigh doesn't just have to go to school, but she also has to fin...