Stories From Below [FINISHED]

The No-Body

My family has had quite a few run ins with schizophrenia, I have many family members that suffer from it. Nothing strange about that... But there's sometimes when, I believe them... For example, my grandfather suffers from schizophrenia and luckily for him... My grandmother does not, so she's always keeping an eye out for him, anyway on with the story. I was a young boy, about 6-7... I stayed with them all the time then... I have a near perfect memory of what happened. It was dinner time, we were eating Spaghetti and Green Beans... I volunteered to pray over the food... I remember praying over it, trying to get done quickly so I could eat some food... after I finished the prayer, my grandmother began to eat food and so did my grandfather... I went down the hallway to go to the restroom... Then I saw it.
A tall figure, almost as tall as the ceiling. His face I couldn't see, but from the look of it a big chunk of it was missing, top left of it to be exact... He wasn't holding anything, but his arms dangled from his body... I screamed for Grandma and fell down in a burst of tears... My grandmother ran in and picked me up, asking what I saw. The creature was still there and I pointed at it. She didn't see it though, she said it was my imagination and maybe I was seeing things... My grandfather walked in, and didn't see anything... Too this day I'm terrified at the fact that the man with schizophrenia couldn't see the creature but I could... I ended up being sent back to my parents house, I was diagnosed with a the flu, nothing serious... That wasn't my last encounter with the figure...

Many years passed, I had went all middle school and high school without seeing it.... I was applying for a job in acting, I had spent all my run in school working too become an actor, I'd play in movies and stage plays, and anything that paid well... I ended up getting a part in a space movie, a movie about a man who managed to achieve a ship that'd travel at light speed.... His plan was to see how far into space he could go, I wasn't given a major part. I played a bartender that'd serve the main characters drink at the beginning of the movie... Not a strong first part, but everyone starts somewhere... let's skip ahead a little, the script has been written, the props set up. We're recording the 1st scene... During the scene, the main character walks into the bar, wearing a ratty shirt and pants, and a crumbly fedora. He walks in and gives his lines, "The usual... Keep the change..." After he said that, I was supposed to get his drink. I crouched down to get out of the way of the scene he was acting out... I got the drink and stood up, behind the camera recording the scene... He was there

I panicked... I started sweating, but kept calm for the most part... I had to finish the scene... I was supposed to hand him his drink, he just finished talking to an astronomer about his discovery of light speed technology... I sluggishly handed his drink, and kept my eyes on (It)... I got a better view of him... His face was in view... the Side that was missing was obviously torn off messily... eyes were completely blacked out... As the face was almost a shadow, his body blocked out by the camera. He held a pair scissors, and waved at me... I began to frick out and leave set... The producer yelled "Cut!!" As I walked down as far away from the camera as possible... I was followed by the producer... He questioned me about my behavior, I said someone had broken in... We had to evacuate the building.... They told me too calm down but they couldn't see him behind them, holding up the scissors at the director... He stabbed at him but he didn't even notice... I had to help! He was gonna die! They didn't accept my help, he got security too hold me down telling them I was going insane... Then, it all went black..

I fought hard too escape, I wasn't letting them keep me in an Asylum the rest of my life... I'm not insane or a schizophrenic, he's there! Why could no one see him....

I've been in here for about 2 weeks, I see him everywere everyday... He won't leave me alone.... He looks at me with his eye and constantly taunts me... But one day, he left... The doctors came in too give me medicine... I wasn't going too let them suffer from the No-Body... As they held the injection that was likely lethal too my arm, I throttled and attacked, attempting too escape... I knocked the injection back, and pickpocketed the medical scissors used too cut leftover flesh from their victims... I slung the knife at his face and carved half of his face of covering myself in blood... I escaped soon after, leaving my work for them too admire.... I've been peeking in through the windows of helpless souls... Letting The No-Body Stalk and scare them... And when their successfully scared or stunned, I carry out its deeds... I'm no schizophrenic I'm the No-Body....