My Short Stories

Such Horriable Things

        The song at the side is Such Horrible Things by Creature Feature. This story was based off of this song, so while your reading the story please listening to the song. Please enjoy the story.

        "So, whats his name going to be?" Her best friend, Danielle, asked. The boy that her best friend had just given brith to. His eyes were a beautiful black. They had a childish glow to them but they also had a dark side to them.

        "Vladimir." She said looking down at the baby in her arms. The suprise was evadently on everyones faces.

        "What, Why?" Danielle asked her best friend. 

        "I think it's a beatiful name for a beautiful boy." She said back.

        "Don't you know that Vladimir is kind of a cursed name?"

        "I don't think that it is cursed."

        "Well whatever."

        "Mrs. We need to take your son for a minute." A nurse said coming up to them.

        "Ok." She said, giving the baby to the nurse. Then something happened that no one thought would happen. The baby had bite the nurse. 

        "I'm so sorry." The woman said to the nurse

        "It's ok, this happens all the time." The nurse said waving the woman off. Then the nurse took the baby of to a room.

                                                                                *Two years later* 

        Vladimir was hiding behind his father arm chair with a bottle of super glue. His father was just sitting there. He was reading a book. His hair was up to his solders. 

        Vladimir's hair had grown up to his shoulders and he wouldn't let his parents cut his hair. His eyes were such a beautiful black. His skin had grown very pale. The next thing he would do with the bottle of super glue in his hands. 

        The next thing he had done was poured the super glue in his fathers hair. It took at least 10 minutes for his father to notice the super glue in his hair. He had to cut all of his hair off. But no one ever knew it was Vladimir.

                                                                                *Two years later*

         Vladimir was now four years old now. He was just sitting by the door with a kitchen knife in his hand. He had a great plan. When the mail came though the slot, the mail-man would get a great surprise.

        Then the mail man came and Vladimir had put the knife throw the mail slot. Vladimir could hear the scream of the mail man.

                                                                                *Four years later*

        Vladimir was now eight years old. He hated his house. The color was a boring white, and it was too quite. It was quite as a mouse. 

        So one day when no one was around he burnt the house to the ground. He just loved the sound of the house burning.

                                                                                *Four years later*

        It was the middle of school and Vladimir was talking to a group of 3 other kids. Vladimir was in 7th year.

        "So that's what I'm was going to do." Vladimir had said to the group. All of the kids had screamed and ran to a teacher. Vladimir just smiled and walked away. The only reason he had told the group his plan, was to get the screams out of them. It was all about his plan to push his sister down a well.

                                                                                *Four years later*

        Vladimir was 16 years old. His brother, James, was so dull. He was boring. He never did any thing exiting.

        But Vladimir had a plan. He had pushed James down a hole. Then he buried him alive. He had only barely survived. But he loved James cries.

                                                                               *Two years later*

        Now he was eighteen. He hated the padded cell he calls his home. He had no friends, no phone, and no life to call my own. Here he will lie until the very day he dies. Until his blood beings to dry. And he returns to the darkness fro whence he came.

        Thank you for reading. I hope you liked it. See you tomorrow.