"Hey *your name*! Come over here and check this out," called my friend Lucy. I ran over to see her bent down besides an odd looking rose bush, the petals sparkled blue and red.
"It's so beautiful," I said reaching to pluck one of the buds until Lucy slapped my hand.
"The sign says 'DO NOT TOUCH' and it's front of Witch Lady's house," she said pointing to the sign. I gave Lucy a 'seriously?' Type of look.
"Witches aren't real she's just. Cranky old lady who just happens to have 10 black cats, and are you seriously gonna listen to a board of wood?" I said, Lucy got embarrassed and picked up her bag and stood up.
"Fine do what you want, I'll be at the car waiting for you," she said before she ran off.
Finally, I can be curious in peace. I studied the rose, it was incredibly prickley, it'd be impossible to pick a rose without pricking my finger. I say it's worth it, this flower is extraordinary. As I reached to pick the flower ever so carefully, I heard Witch Lady's door open.
"Hey you! Get away from my garden or I'll boil your bones down to mush!" She screamed at me.
I was startled so I aggressively took the rose, and pricked my hand. I took it and ran as fast as I could, as my hand bled more than I thought it would. I got to the car and saw that the Witch Lady was running after me.
"Go! Go! Start the car!" I told Lucy.
"I can't even drive! Why don't you" she said confused.
"My hands hurt, just move over and DRIVE LUCY," I said pushing her out of the seat. She slammed on the gas pedal, until we were away from the forest and on the local streets.
"What the hell *yn!" Lucy said as she nervously drove. My hand was bleeding even more, I took a nearby napkins and put pressure on it so it wouldn't drip on anything. "Are you gonna tell me what the hell happened," Lucy said.
"It's not a big deal, I just cut my hand in the rose bush," I said nonchalantly. She gave me disturbed looked, and gasped when she saw my bleeding hand.
"Then why were you running?" I looked out the window, "because the lady came out and chased me."
"She might call the cops *yn!" Lucy said as she slowed down into my neighborhood. She stopped in front of my house. We both got out.
"It's fine okay, she's just crazy, I need to tend to this cut okay?" I said to her. She nodded and started walking to her house.
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I opened the door with my good hand, and walked inside. I sighed in relief, it felt good to be home. I went to my room to take off my shoes and look for a bandage. Leaning over to untie my shoe I almost fell but caught myself with my cut hand on the wall.
"Shit!" I said in pain, and looked to see that my blood was now on the wall. I groaned and went to grab a towel from the the bathroom. My hand bothered me more than usual. Why did the cut go so deep? I washed my hand with water and soap, biting my tongue because it was so painful. Grabbing the towel I walked back to clean up the blood.
"What?" I say to myself in awe. The blood had vanished from the wall, leaving no trace. "How is that even possible?" I ran my hand over the wall. I sat in my chair to think for a bit, until the ground shook. My papers went flying, and my desk shook. An earthquake? It stopped. I looked outside to see if anything happened, or if any people felt it too. But the neighbor continued watering his lawn, and the woman across the street walked her dog with leisure. Suddenly I hear a loud yawn in back of me. What the hell? I was afraid to look, so I did quickly.
And there I saw. My wall. Had grown a large face. Two huge eyes, one nose, and one big mouth. All I could do was scream.
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Twisted Fantasies
FantasyShort and quick stories of some out of the ordinary fantasies. Written in your point of view, as if you were in the story. Maybe you'll find it weird, or maybe even erotically pleasant. Read to find out.