30 years ago:
"Timmy! It's time to open the presents!" I was all dressed up for my boy's birthday.
Everyone was done except Timmy, who had been planning a "surprise" for all of us.
"Timmy?" I asked again. No reply.
"Margaret, ask him to come out." My husband was getting impatient. Being twelve was a big thing in our family, and Dave was not keen on being late.
"Timmy...we need to go now!" I knocked on his door.
The door slid open by itself. A zephyr of wind flew into my face. The air turned chilly, and the wind got stronger.
My husband was behind me.
"Timmy?" He shouted. There was a hint of bewilderment in his speech.
In full view, there was a boy. His veins throbbed. He looked nothing like Timmy! The boy was hunched over and naked. He dragged his claws along Timmy's bed.
I struggled to open my eyes.
"What is going on-- OOF!" My husband was knocked onto the floor by the creature.
"EEEKKKK!" The creature grabbed at his face. "Dave!" I tried to throttle the beast , but it was too late.
Dave was lying in a sea of red. Lacerations and bruises covered his face.
On the top of his forehead, there were three gaping holes. His eyes were still open from shock.
"DAVE! NO!" I cried at the sight of his limp body. He was certainly dead.
I turned around to run. I made it to the door in Timmy's room, and I saw...Timmy's head and innards. They were hung up on the door. His empty skin could not be found. I tried to pull the door, but it was jammed.
The creature lunged out at me. It punctured my sleeves. I screamed. The creature's blond hair up close, was very intimidating.
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Stay and Die
HorrorMy name is Jake Henz. I am stuck on an island with no connection with the outside world. This village...it's haunted. Save me!