Wednesday, 26 February 2014

Right Behind You

Back in the 1800's, there was this girl named Jose. She lived in a nice and quite place quite far from town. She had a nice perfect little family until her mom passed and married a sly and mean woman, Amy. When her dad, Scott was not around. She would just slap her or hit her head against the wall. When her father notices it, Amy says she under depression because of her mom, her real mom.

One day, her father needed to leave the country for a week for work. Jose however, refused desperately. Scott then gave her the diamond ring of her real mom. She was calmed down. But Amy was jealous since she just got a gold ring for the marriage.

Later that night when her father had already left for work. Jose was in her bedroom looking at her diamond ring. All of a sudden, Amy rushed in her bedroom and stabbed Jose in the stomach with a kitchen knife. Amy pulled her up-close, she then used her long nails and clawed out Jose eyes. She bled to death. There was a sudden gust of cold wind blew against Amy. But all the windows were locked.

Amy then tries take her ring, but for some reason it wouldn't come off. She then cuts off her index finger to get the ring. But the ring still won't come off her finger. She got so frustrated with the ring and decided the bury Jose, with her finger and the ring. She burried her out at the back of the garden.
She stayed up all night long cleaning up the mess and getting rid of the evidence. She then decided to take a shower. She then hears "1... 2... I'm at the door" in the voice of Jose. She brushed it off easily. "3... 4... I'm at the kitchen floor". She got out of shower and changed to her PJ's.

"5... 6... Coming up the stairs"

 Amy is now getting scared and is trying to calm herself down.

"7... 8... I've got my eyes on you"

"9... 10... I'm right behind you!"

The week has passed. Scott has returned back from home and doesn't find either Amy or Jose in the house. All of their belongings are still in the house. He worries and calls the police. The police notices different colored dirt at the back of the garden, they know it has been dug up recently. The dug up that spot and find Amy's dead body. Her eyes were missing, there was 10 stabs in her chest and all her fingers has been cut off. But there was 11 fingers. One of them has a diamond ring on it.

Sunday, 2 February 2014

Omnious voice

I'm just walking. I see a red door, I just went through it. I felt the hot sun on my skin and the wind in the air. I relized that I'm in a alley, I saw a woman walking pass talking on the phone. I asked " May I use your phone? I need to call my wife". She just stared at me, with a terrified look. She screamed at the top of her lungs and droped her phone, she ran.

I was shocked by her reaction. I picked up her phone and dialled our house number. Nobody picked up. I called my wife's office, the secretary picked up. " May I speak to Mrs. Smith?". The secretary replied " Sorry, but Mrs. Smith is at the hospital, her husband got into a horrible car crash.".

I was shocked, dropping the phone. I picked it up and quickly turned on the phone and switched to camera, self potrait. I see myself, but I was different. There was blood all over my head and face. Several deep scars and burned marks. " You're dead" a omnious voice is heard. I spun around and see a guy dressed like the Grim Reaper. He pointed at my feet, I looked down and saw a red trapdoor.

It opened, resulting me falling into it. I feel into a pool of water. The water on waist-level. The water was thick and I soon realized it's actually blood. Fire ignited around me. I can see the pool of blood around and the Grim Reaper in the pool of blood with me. " I can bring you back but it'll cost you". The blood caught on fire and started burning. I felt pain, but it wasn't the fire burning. It was electric jolting my chest. I then passed out.

I woke up in a hospital bed. There was a mirror beside, I looked into it and I'm covered in bandages. I was relieved it was all a dream. " 1517 lives will be taken" said in the same omnious voice. I scanned around the room and don't see the Grim Reaper or any sort. My wife came in and said " The doctor said you almost died, I knew you wouldn't give up". as she hugged me. It was relieving to know that it was a dream. I still remembered what was said. 1517 lives will be taken.

The next few days on the news it is said that the R.M.S Titanic sunk with 2223 passengers, 1517 died. I was shocked, knowing it wasn't a dream. I never told anyone about it and lived like I don't know about it.