Him and other stories

Mr. Happy

This is a true story but its up to you really if you want to believe it. it all started with the house my wife and I brought. I being an author wanted a large enough house that I could work at home from and not be bothered. we found the perfect house away from the world, our closest neighbours were three kilometres away and the nearest town was about an hour away. I made enough money that we could live comfortably enough without her having to work but she insisted on getting a small job in town at a hair dressers. the first thing we did after we moved into the house was get a couple of guard dogs. we ended up getting two dogs, a boxer called Sally and a Rottweiler called Lucas. it was only after a couple of weeks when stuff started getting weird. it was a Wednesday I think and I was home alone (my wife worked Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays ) I was working on my new book 'The Zoo Whale' when out of the corner of my eye I saw something walk past the doorway. Thinking it was my wife I called out.

"Honey how was your day?"

No reply. odd I thought until I had convinced my self that she had just not heard me. then the dogs started barking, I tried to ignore them but as soon as I heard the pained squeal I got up. the sight that met my eyes was so disturbing, Sally was literally unrecognisable. her furless body lay butchered on the floor and her organs had been removed and it had all happened in a matter of minutes. Bloody footsteps lay all around the dog but they were not human. I lifted my eyes from the body to see a horrendous sight, a hunched over figure with pale skin, it had no eyes just hollow sockets, his fingers were like claws, he was skinny, his feet were scaly and covered in pus filled boils and had no nose only little holes where the nose should have been. it smiled at me revealing sharp, razor like teeth. suddenly the front door opened and I turned away for a mere second but when I looked back he was gone and all I could think of was the happy smile plastered on his face, that is why I named him Mr. Happy. I kept seeing him around, sometimes he would just be a quick flash in between trees or maybe I would wake up to see him standing on the end of the bed just watching but as long as I keep him feed he leaves me alone. that is why I'm telling my story because there will always be people curious enough to go looking and he likes curious people. my wife got curious to why she could hear screaming at night and now she is no more.