Jenny: I was walking in last night ‘cause I forgot my homework and I saw….
(Teacher comes in)
Teacher: Jenny, is there something you would like to share with us?
Jenny: Yes, actually there is
Teacher: Mmmmmm
(Jenny stands in front of the class)
Jenny: Ladies and…… Ladies and Gentlemen! I have something to share. Last night I forgot my homework in school and I had to come pick it up and you’ll never believe what I saw. I saw a girl with an ax in her head and she was really pale and her head was hanging on her shoulder, almost chopped off and…..
(Teacher taps Jenny)
Teacher: Not to be rude, but that’s simply absurd!
Jenny: But, I….
Teacher: That’s enough
(Jenny and teacher continue arguing while the light focuses on another character)
(the lady Jenny was talking about, enters)
Lady: Hiiiii!
Students and Teacher: AHHHHHHH!!!
Monday, December 29, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Gold Mine
“I remember this place, we came here before because someone had died” I say awed by the new Russian carpet that lay on top of the normal white one. The entrance is small; a closet only 2ft away from the door, and a door in between on the right side leading to a room the size of a house but that room was alone in this house.
“Yes and today we come for the death of the man. Quite sad how they’ve both been murdered” one of the men taking care of me said. I had two men taking care of me today. One 6ft2in, had black, short hair, was a bit brown in skin town, brown eyes, and was a quick and hyper man. The other was 7ft4in, never showed his face, and was a big scaredy cat! I don’t know their names so I’ll call them Mr. Jolly and Mr. scared.
Mr. scared pointed to the wall next to me.
“Look at this! What kind of monster could do this? Whoever did this is going to kill us all!” Mr. scared whispered. (He couldn’t scream although it seemed he really wanted to but the prayers for the dead mans soul was going on.) for the first time I noticed that the yellow wall had a hole in it- not the messy, round kind but a neatly cut door flap, inside there was space for a man to go in and square metals to climb on, on the other side. A certain urge for adventure struck me- my fingers tickled and my eyes twitched- I wanted to go inside and see what was there but there are too many people watching – I would have to wait. Around it was bullet shots; it was shot a perfect circle but the circle was covered in bullet shots in the inside. The circle of holes went from the top of the ceiling down to the carpet. I then noticed that whoever shot the holes had shot bullets to make holes in the form of letters next to it- it read “DCFF”. I wonder what that means. I started looking around the room, then my eyes stopped and a similar circle of holes was in the center of the front wall as well. I then turned to the wall opposite to me- the side where the body lies; a similar circle was in the center of that wall as well. I now noticed that the same amount of holes, in the same formation, lay in the center of each wall and I'm sure it wasn’t an accident; someone is trying to say something and the letters prove it.
Everyone finally left but when it was my turn to leave, one of my shoes were missing and for that Mr. Jolly, Mr. scared, a boy who was to come with us, and I stayed to look for it. Suddenly the door slammed shut and we ran to the room we were in earlier, forming a circle in the center of the room, facing the walls. Although the window was shut, the wind blew the curtains wildly.
“This all?! This is my challenge?! Call the army, the police, the fire department, I want a challenge!” a shrill ladies voice echoed through the room. My need to go through that hole and see what's there grasps me once more but this time my back starts to join my fingers and my eyes, shivering as if an earthquake has struck and I no longer can push it down.
“Excuse me ummm… since this is sort of your house now I would like permission to see what's behind that hole…May I? “ I say glad that I may finally have my chance.
Her voice becomes soft and bell like, almost as if I were her child and she was lulling me to sleep. ”yes dear go see what's behind that hole. It is meant for you and no one more.” She replies.
I then go through the hole. My eyes wide and glistening, my mouth stretched into a wide smile, then my hands grab the metal squares and I start climbing. I then find a hole in the metal bars and a hole in the wall in the other side and screamed. Everyone came rushing up to see what happened and the metal bars shook as they did. Then they saw what I did- a room made of gold, filled with gold, and the hole in which I sat and stared was just as perfect as in the room from which I came.
“This, my dear angel is why I had to kill him. I was his wife but he only wanted my money and this, this gold and so he killed me and made this passage. He hid the gold here so no one would doubt him and so I came for revenge” the soft voice sang.
“Well if this why you killed him and if you got your revenge then why are you still here?” I asked shocked and confused.
“for I still have the duty to give this money to the one who has the courage of a lion, heart and soul of an angel, love of a mothers, and a voice of a speaker- which is you my love” she replies.
At this my mouth drops open, my eyes wide, and my head spinning. What will I do with all this money and gold? I'm a kid! Wait I know I’ll give it all to charity!
“Dear Angeliena you have solved the mystery but let me tell you, you have many to solve- I shall now rest in piece.”
The place whirled and then went silent. A tear fell down my cheek and hit the gold floor. That’s the last ill hear from her but I shouldn’t waste my time for as she said – this is only the first of many cases that are to come! Angeliena case files- case 1 : the beginning of a new mystery….closed
“Yes and today we come for the death of the man. Quite sad how they’ve both been murdered” one of the men taking care of me said. I had two men taking care of me today. One 6ft2in, had black, short hair, was a bit brown in skin town, brown eyes, and was a quick and hyper man. The other was 7ft4in, never showed his face, and was a big scaredy cat! I don’t know their names so I’ll call them Mr. Jolly and Mr. scared.
Mr. scared pointed to the wall next to me.
“Look at this! What kind of monster could do this? Whoever did this is going to kill us all!” Mr. scared whispered. (He couldn’t scream although it seemed he really wanted to but the prayers for the dead mans soul was going on.) for the first time I noticed that the yellow wall had a hole in it- not the messy, round kind but a neatly cut door flap, inside there was space for a man to go in and square metals to climb on, on the other side. A certain urge for adventure struck me- my fingers tickled and my eyes twitched- I wanted to go inside and see what was there but there are too many people watching – I would have to wait. Around it was bullet shots; it was shot a perfect circle but the circle was covered in bullet shots in the inside. The circle of holes went from the top of the ceiling down to the carpet. I then noticed that whoever shot the holes had shot bullets to make holes in the form of letters next to it- it read “DCFF”. I wonder what that means. I started looking around the room, then my eyes stopped and a similar circle of holes was in the center of the front wall as well. I then turned to the wall opposite to me- the side where the body lies; a similar circle was in the center of that wall as well. I now noticed that the same amount of holes, in the same formation, lay in the center of each wall and I'm sure it wasn’t an accident; someone is trying to say something and the letters prove it.
Everyone finally left but when it was my turn to leave, one of my shoes were missing and for that Mr. Jolly, Mr. scared, a boy who was to come with us, and I stayed to look for it. Suddenly the door slammed shut and we ran to the room we were in earlier, forming a circle in the center of the room, facing the walls. Although the window was shut, the wind blew the curtains wildly.
“This all?! This is my challenge?! Call the army, the police, the fire department, I want a challenge!” a shrill ladies voice echoed through the room. My need to go through that hole and see what's there grasps me once more but this time my back starts to join my fingers and my eyes, shivering as if an earthquake has struck and I no longer can push it down.
“Excuse me ummm… since this is sort of your house now I would like permission to see what's behind that hole…May I? “ I say glad that I may finally have my chance.
Her voice becomes soft and bell like, almost as if I were her child and she was lulling me to sleep. ”yes dear go see what's behind that hole. It is meant for you and no one more.” She replies.
I then go through the hole. My eyes wide and glistening, my mouth stretched into a wide smile, then my hands grab the metal squares and I start climbing. I then find a hole in the metal bars and a hole in the wall in the other side and screamed. Everyone came rushing up to see what happened and the metal bars shook as they did. Then they saw what I did- a room made of gold, filled with gold, and the hole in which I sat and stared was just as perfect as in the room from which I came.
“This, my dear angel is why I had to kill him. I was his wife but he only wanted my money and this, this gold and so he killed me and made this passage. He hid the gold here so no one would doubt him and so I came for revenge” the soft voice sang.
“Well if this why you killed him and if you got your revenge then why are you still here?” I asked shocked and confused.
“for I still have the duty to give this money to the one who has the courage of a lion, heart and soul of an angel, love of a mothers, and a voice of a speaker- which is you my love” she replies.
At this my mouth drops open, my eyes wide, and my head spinning. What will I do with all this money and gold? I'm a kid! Wait I know I’ll give it all to charity!
“Dear Angeliena you have solved the mystery but let me tell you, you have many to solve- I shall now rest in piece.”
The place whirled and then went silent. A tear fell down my cheek and hit the gold floor. That’s the last ill hear from her but I shouldn’t waste my time for as she said – this is only the first of many cases that are to come! Angeliena case files- case 1 : the beginning of a new mystery….closed
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Drowning Love
Her eyes were shut tight as she tried to get up to the water’s surface and take in a life saving breath of air. Why did she come with him, why did she trust him, she thought as she tries to see the surface. Her hands and legs are tied and she can't get to the surface although she tries her best.
They are sitting at school and Jason walks up to her. Hs green eyes, brown spiked hair, and soft smile always attracted her.
“Hey Liana was up?” Jason asks
“Eating I guess how ‘bout you?” Liana replies shyly
“Hanging ‘round I guess, hey want to come to the beach with me?” he asks slyly
She knew better then this but god he's handsome! What should I do? I know it's not right but I do want to be alone with him! Oh what the hell no one will know and besides it's only for a moment. Liana smiles and agrees to the proposal.
They have been here for an hour and he finally bends over to kiss her. Wait something’s wrong! She can't move her hands! Jason is now leaning back smiling. He has tied her up! He pulls her legs forward and ties them as well.
“I'm sorry love but you know too much. You must go. I love you so I kissed you but you know me so now I must leave you.” Jason says
He carries her to the water, says goodbye, and throws her in.
No! She’s loosing her breath! It's over she’s dead he thinks but it's not she’s leaving him now but shell be back and shell make him pay for what he has done shell make him wish he hadn’t done this I might be dead now but I’ll be back Jason you didn’t lose me yet! You can't get rid of me so easily!
They are sitting at school and Jason walks up to her. Hs green eyes, brown spiked hair, and soft smile always attracted her.
“Hey Liana was up?” Jason asks
“Eating I guess how ‘bout you?” Liana replies shyly
“Hanging ‘round I guess, hey want to come to the beach with me?” he asks slyly
She knew better then this but god he's handsome! What should I do? I know it's not right but I do want to be alone with him! Oh what the hell no one will know and besides it's only for a moment. Liana smiles and agrees to the proposal.
They have been here for an hour and he finally bends over to kiss her. Wait something’s wrong! She can't move her hands! Jason is now leaning back smiling. He has tied her up! He pulls her legs forward and ties them as well.
“I'm sorry love but you know too much. You must go. I love you so I kissed you but you know me so now I must leave you.” Jason says
He carries her to the water, says goodbye, and throws her in.
No! She’s loosing her breath! It's over she’s dead he thinks but it's not she’s leaving him now but shell be back and shell make him pay for what he has done shell make him wish he hadn’t done this I might be dead now but I’ll be back Jason you didn’t lose me yet! You can't get rid of me so easily!
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Thank you
You are my life line, pull the plug and I’ll die
You’re my life boat, without you I’ll drown
You’re my guard, without you I’m scared and in danger
You’re my gardener, you nourish me and help me grow
Once I was only a grain of sand
People would walk over me and never know
You came to me and helped me grow
I had grown with thorns but they will ware
They are sharp for others but when you come they go
Without the gardener the flower will never be seen
Without you this garden is empty
Without you I’m nothing
But you are my everything
Without the lifeline the patient dies
I’m the patient you’re my lifeline
Take you away and I’ll die
I have thorns and I’ve given you pain
But I’ll make up for it you just wait
You gave me a shoulder to cry on
But I’ll wipe your tears
Now its my turn to help you my dear
I’ll be your lifeline that never disappears
I’ll be your life boat that never sinks
I’ll be your gardener, I will help you grow as you did me
If not better
God forbid but if you ever need a shoulder
I’ll always be there for you to lean on
When a flower dies it leaves its petals behind
When I die I’ll keep you by my side
When a patient dies the lifeline moves on
I will hold on to you till the end of everything
In the next world (if there is one) I will grow without thorns
I will trust you with blindfolds
And like now I will make you my everything
No one can take you away
Not even me
You caught me when I fell and I will catch you too
But first I won’t let you fall
I am a beautiful garden now all thanks to you
People now pass by eyes filled with awe
Do you think they’ll believe me if I told them I’m the sand they stepped on?
I’m a beautiful garden, all thanks to you
So I guess I just want to say
Thank you and I love you
You’re my life boat, without you I’ll drown
You’re my guard, without you I’m scared and in danger
You’re my gardener, you nourish me and help me grow
Once I was only a grain of sand
People would walk over me and never know
You came to me and helped me grow
I had grown with thorns but they will ware
They are sharp for others but when you come they go
Without the gardener the flower will never be seen
Without you this garden is empty
Without you I’m nothing
But you are my everything
Without the lifeline the patient dies
I’m the patient you’re my lifeline
Take you away and I’ll die
I have thorns and I’ve given you pain
But I’ll make up for it you just wait
You gave me a shoulder to cry on
But I’ll wipe your tears
Now its my turn to help you my dear
I’ll be your lifeline that never disappears
I’ll be your life boat that never sinks
I’ll be your gardener, I will help you grow as you did me
If not better
God forbid but if you ever need a shoulder
I’ll always be there for you to lean on
When a flower dies it leaves its petals behind
When I die I’ll keep you by my side
When a patient dies the lifeline moves on
I will hold on to you till the end of everything
In the next world (if there is one) I will grow without thorns
I will trust you with blindfolds
And like now I will make you my everything
No one can take you away
Not even me
You caught me when I fell and I will catch you too
But first I won’t let you fall
I am a beautiful garden now all thanks to you
People now pass by eyes filled with awe
Do you think they’ll believe me if I told them I’m the sand they stepped on?
I’m a beautiful garden, all thanks to you
So I guess I just want to say
Thank you and I love you
Monday, December 1, 2008
I'm Your Friend
Wake up in the morning and the sun shines bright
Look in the mirror and you like fine
People think you don’t
But they’re not who you’re dressing for
Dress for yourself and you’ll find who you’re looking for
Don’t be scared and don’t be shy
And I’m sure you’ll find
The world won’t lie
Even if people might
Friends will come and go
True friends will stay
So keep a smile on your face
Things will be OK
If you want to cry
I’ll give you a shoulder
If you fall
I’ll give you a hand
When no one else is around
I’ll be your friend
When no one else cares
I’ll be there to care
Don’t think I’m nice
I’m just being fair
If you really want to know
That’s what friends are for
Look in the mirror and you like fine
People think you don’t
But they’re not who you’re dressing for
Dress for yourself and you’ll find who you’re looking for
Don’t be scared and don’t be shy
And I’m sure you’ll find
The world won’t lie
Even if people might
Friends will come and go
True friends will stay
So keep a smile on your face
Things will be OK
If you want to cry
I’ll give you a shoulder
If you fall
I’ll give you a hand
When no one else is around
I’ll be your friend
When no one else cares
I’ll be there to care
Don’t think I’m nice
I’m just being fair
If you really want to know
That’s what friends are for
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Creation of Tresa
“Sweety, Sweety wake up.”
“What…what happened?” Angie asked
“You were having a bad dream now come on or you’ll be late for school.”
It was the third week in a row that Angie was having nightmares. All summer she was fine but three weeks before school started, she started having these nightmares and every morning she woke up weaker and had bruises that were given in the dream.
“Hey Angies wasup? Asked Tory
“Nothing I’ve just been having bad dreams lately” Angie replied
“You too?” Troy asked
“You’ve been having them too?” Angie asked, shocked.
“Everyone has been having them not just me and seems it started three weeks ago and we all are waking up weaker and with the bruises we get in our dreams” Tory said
Day by day, more and more students were starting to disappear. They would always end up finding out they had died an unusual death.
The bodies found would always have strange scars that didn’t make sense. Sometimes they found scissor marks that seemed to have cut the whole head open or knives that seemed to cut the whole body in half without having to stress or go through one place twice. They were truly strange and whatever is killing these children is definitely dangerous and not from this world…or at least not human!
Soon Friday the 13th came and no one left their house and yet there was a lone figure roaming the streets. His face was but a hockey mask, dark brown hair with blonde strikes, a tall, dark, shadow-less boy who didn’t seem to mind the wondering eyes coming from the houses.
One girl who was tired of hiding, decided to come out and greet the boy. He invited her to walk with and she agreed. As they became out of sight he slashed her in a billion different ways and there before him lay the girl in pieces and covered in blood and gore and yet as he stared at the dismounted head, he saw a smile on her face and that’s when he realized that he had just released her from pain. For her it was a way of being set free from all the torment her parents gave her and those horrible dreams that troubled her.
The other members of the neighborhood decided that this mishap would be the end of all their problems and terrible incidents as well as the unusual deaths but little did they know that it was only a quick glimpse of what was to come in this town.
“What…what happened?” Angie asked
“You were having a bad dream now come on or you’ll be late for school.”
It was the third week in a row that Angie was having nightmares. All summer she was fine but three weeks before school started, she started having these nightmares and every morning she woke up weaker and had bruises that were given in the dream.
“Hey Angies wasup? Asked Tory
“Nothing I’ve just been having bad dreams lately” Angie replied
“You too?” Troy asked
“You’ve been having them too?” Angie asked, shocked.
“Everyone has been having them not just me and seems it started three weeks ago and we all are waking up weaker and with the bruises we get in our dreams” Tory said
Day by day, more and more students were starting to disappear. They would always end up finding out they had died an unusual death.
The bodies found would always have strange scars that didn’t make sense. Sometimes they found scissor marks that seemed to have cut the whole head open or knives that seemed to cut the whole body in half without having to stress or go through one place twice. They were truly strange and whatever is killing these children is definitely dangerous and not from this world…or at least not human!
Soon Friday the 13th came and no one left their house and yet there was a lone figure roaming the streets. His face was but a hockey mask, dark brown hair with blonde strikes, a tall, dark, shadow-less boy who didn’t seem to mind the wondering eyes coming from the houses.
One girl who was tired of hiding, decided to come out and greet the boy. He invited her to walk with and she agreed. As they became out of sight he slashed her in a billion different ways and there before him lay the girl in pieces and covered in blood and gore and yet as he stared at the dismounted head, he saw a smile on her face and that’s when he realized that he had just released her from pain. For her it was a way of being set free from all the torment her parents gave her and those horrible dreams that troubled her.
The other members of the neighborhood decided that this mishap would be the end of all their problems and terrible incidents as well as the unusual deaths but little did they know that it was only a quick glimpse of what was to come in this town.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Grief and Misery
Grief and misery – what does it really mean?
Love and happy ending – what does it really mean?
Does it really have a meaning
Or its just the end of the street
Peace and horror
Sadness and joy
To tell you the truth I don’t understand a thing
A strangers like me
Who don’t know a thing?
We only need eternity!
Dancing in the breeze
Rainbows across the sky
They don’t mean a thing
Against eternity
At least – to me
Love and happy ending – what does it really mean?
Does it really have a meaning
Or its just the end of the street
Peace and horror
Sadness and joy
To tell you the truth I don’t understand a thing
A strangers like me
Who don’t know a thing?
We only need eternity!
Dancing in the breeze
Rainbows across the sky
They don’t mean a thing
Against eternity
At least – to me
Saturday, November 1, 2008
"The End" (first draft)
Screaming at the top of her lungs she yells it’s the end still confused on what’s bothering her I simply watch her menace through the house. Finally, irritated by my calmness she snatches me and drags me across the room telling me I’m crazy. Yet, I’m not the one screaming it’s the end. She brings me to the room and points outside. Thinking its some kind of joke I look but then I realize I'm wrong! Dark purple clouds twisting in swirls for as far as I can see covered the night sky. Then I see that there is a strange figure floating around. Blood red eyes, dark featureless face, Black cloak covered in blood, and teeth as sharp as a needle and as white as paper, he was truly a sight of fright! He seemed to be coming right at us and as he came closer my wife got worse. I remember this morning my wife was afraid to look into my eyes saying she simply couldn’t see the end in my eyes she couldn’t see me die. Of course, I thought she was being silly and probably just had a nightmare but now I see what she meant and too can’t look into her eyes. The figure seems to be coming closer and he looks like he’s smiling as if he knows I’m scared as if he knows what I’m thinking. Without even crashing the window he enters the room, my wife now stood there as if confused or waiting. But alas there was more to be hold and more to be foreseen he swiftly went pass me as if I didn’t exist and dug himself on my wife’s neck and as seconds went by she grew paler and now she lies on the floor dead, or so I thought. Her teeth grow white like his and its getting longer by the second and she is becoming rosy and beautiful as she was when alive. Her eyes now lie open and she is slowly rising to face me, my love is alive! I run to hug her but she simply bites my neck. At first I take it as a sign of affection but slowly I feel myself loosing blood and energy! NO! It can’t be! But it is she is now a vampire and is turning me into one. I don’t think it’s necessary to tell you what happens next for you see the world is now of undead creatures and you shall now join! Thus alas the world shall collapse as we know it and we shall have a new, more interesting world of the now called the under world but soon to be called home!
As I sit reading the letter my friend wrote to me a few weeks ago I wonder why he was talking like this and what he meant by these silly things. I now am on my way to meet him just for a visit but as I get closer to my destination I'm starting to feel queasy and awkward. Why must you do this to me? Why must you test me? Go away! Stop it! No go away! I don’t care leave me alone! Where is he? No. no. no….! I'm not crazy I can’t be crazy I got the letter he can’t be dead he's alive I know it! I'm going to his house right now! Wait where’s his house? This is the address that was on the letter! There’s nothing here!
“Excuse me, excuse me, do you know where Daniel Thompson lives?”
“Sorry sir but he left this world four years ago; he passed away in a car accident”
“That’s not possible I got this letter yesterday! Where does he live? Where’s his wife?”
“I'm sorry sir but that’s the truth and as for his wife, well he never lived for his wedding you see he was on his way to his wedding when he died. His house has been torn down to build a school now so that’s no longer there either.”
“You lie!”
Thus I'm sorry to say but this is where I must leave for now my friend awaits me at my home and he has brought his wife and I must accompany them for some while.
As I sit reading the letter my friend wrote to me a few weeks ago I wonder why he was talking like this and what he meant by these silly things. I now am on my way to meet him just for a visit but as I get closer to my destination I'm starting to feel queasy and awkward. Why must you do this to me? Why must you test me? Go away! Stop it! No go away! I don’t care leave me alone! Where is he? No. no. no….! I'm not crazy I can’t be crazy I got the letter he can’t be dead he's alive I know it! I'm going to his house right now! Wait where’s his house? This is the address that was on the letter! There’s nothing here!
“Excuse me, excuse me, do you know where Daniel Thompson lives?”
“Sorry sir but he left this world four years ago; he passed away in a car accident”
“That’s not possible I got this letter yesterday! Where does he live? Where’s his wife?”
“I'm sorry sir but that’s the truth and as for his wife, well he never lived for his wedding you see he was on his way to his wedding when he died. His house has been torn down to build a school now so that’s no longer there either.”
“You lie!”
Thus I'm sorry to say but this is where I must leave for now my friend awaits me at my home and he has brought his wife and I must accompany them for some while.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
The Poem
Shaking and running they try to escape
Yet they are stuck in the situation as if with tape
They have a solution to one problem
But here comes a demon dog bigger than an ape
They run for their lives but will they survive?
Will they be saved or shall our brave heroes die?
They opened doors but they weren’t for them
They were dens that belonged to horrible men
Going to the past remembering what they had seen
They had to save the world they realized but they weren’t very keen
All the truths must give them a scream
But how do you know if its only a dream?
Yet they are stuck in the situation as if with tape
They have a solution to one problem
But here comes a demon dog bigger than an ape
They run for their lives but will they survive?
Will they be saved or shall our brave heroes die?
They opened doors but they weren’t for them
They were dens that belonged to horrible men
Going to the past remembering what they had seen
They had to save the world they realized but they weren’t very keen
All the truths must give them a scream
But how do you know if its only a dream?
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Horror Fiction
“Let’s try that door!” Ahmed said. “No way! The last door you picked ended up being a dining room filled with bloody, gory parts everywhere” Tanya replied. They were in a house filled with real “horror” and there was no escape. Ahmed, Tanya, Mywish, Sanya, and Moin were visiting Transalvania for vacation and they thought they should meet their friend’s dad, Dracula. But of course like their visit to “Chuckie” ended up a disaster, they’ve only been in Trasalvania for three weeks and everyone is after them. “ I knew we should have gone to New York” Sanya said. “The people here give me the creeps! One guy was walking around with one eye hanging down to his stomach, and it’s not just him, it’s all of them. If it didn’t sound stupid I would’ve said they are all DEAD!” replied Tanya. At that Moin opened one of the doors they came to but shut it seeing a man nawing on a girl’s body. “Is that door any use?” asked Ahmed. “There’s a man… freaky looking man, nawing on a girl’s body” Moin replied. “Ewwwww….. That’s nasty!” Mywish said.
They continued running. Then Tanya stopped remembering who and what they were running from. Earlier that morning they had gone down to Count Dracula room to ask him they could go out for breakfast that day, but when they had opening the door they were going deep underground so they went but what they found there in front of them were 5 coffins. The one in the middle was larger than all the others and there in that coffin was the Count sucking the blood of an innocent 4 year old. Suddenly he jerked back and saw them and now here they are trying to find an escape.
“Tanya, Tanya!” Moin was screaming, trying to bring Tanya to the present. “Huh! Ya! What’s wrong why are you looking at me like that?” Tanya said. “Why did you stop? We have to find an escape!” Moin said, panicking. “ Now that I think of it there won’t be an escape, but that doesn’t matter ‘cuz we have to kill the Count, not escape!” Tanya says. “What are you talking about? Are you mad? You’ll get us all killed!” Moin said. “ I’m not crazy, I’m right. Don’t you get it? We can’t escape because there is no escape no matter how far we go, no matter how long we run, he will always be able to come. We have to fight him!” Tanya screamed angrily. “She’s right, that’s all that we can do to save us. I mean that kid was from Mexico and she still ended up in Dracula’s hand which means there’s no escape. We have to battle and save everyone, not just ourselves. Now that I think of it we are in the hometown of the dead and the haunted” seconded Mywish.
They thought about it and realized that they knew the stories of all these people. Chuckie was the haunted doll that they heard about, and Dracula was the famous vampire everyone talks about and who can forget Frankenstein – the creation gone bad. Yet, they went and stayed in all the houses. What a story they would have to tell once they got home, if they got home.
“I guess we all know what we have to do then, right?” Sanya asked. “Ya! figure out how to kill people that are already dead!” Ahmed replied. “I heard stuffing a garlic in a vampire’s mouth and stabbing his heart with a Steak kills them” Tanya said. “Ok, but to really do our job we have to kill Chuckie and Frankenstein too” Moin replied. “He has a point there” Sanya said.
At that, they were off to save the world….but, wait how would they get what they need? These people are dead, their groceries probably include: hands, legs, stomach, fingers, toes, heads, and of course, eyes. I mean, everyone loves eyes, right? Anyway, that’s not the only problem ‘cuz, we still have our problem of not having an escape from the house. Moin soon remembered he had brought Steak for Chuckies dog, but they soon realized he eats flesh not steak. So, they had that but now they need garlic and a knife to finish the ritual!
“Ok, so we need a steak and knife, so where can we get that in here?” asked Mywish. “I have that steak that we brought” replied Moin. “I have a pocket knife that I brought for letters but that can be used ‘cuz its sharp” Tanya perked in. “This lady gave me the garlic necklace before we left, if we can use that” Ahmed said.
So, it was settled that they had what they needed.
They continued running. Then Tanya stopped remembering who and what they were running from. Earlier that morning they had gone down to Count Dracula room to ask him they could go out for breakfast that day, but when they had opening the door they were going deep underground so they went but what they found there in front of them were 5 coffins. The one in the middle was larger than all the others and there in that coffin was the Count sucking the blood of an innocent 4 year old. Suddenly he jerked back and saw them and now here they are trying to find an escape.
“Tanya, Tanya!” Moin was screaming, trying to bring Tanya to the present. “Huh! Ya! What’s wrong why are you looking at me like that?” Tanya said. “Why did you stop? We have to find an escape!” Moin said, panicking. “ Now that I think of it there won’t be an escape, but that doesn’t matter ‘cuz we have to kill the Count, not escape!” Tanya says. “What are you talking about? Are you mad? You’ll get us all killed!” Moin said. “ I’m not crazy, I’m right. Don’t you get it? We can’t escape because there is no escape no matter how far we go, no matter how long we run, he will always be able to come. We have to fight him!” Tanya screamed angrily. “She’s right, that’s all that we can do to save us. I mean that kid was from Mexico and she still ended up in Dracula’s hand which means there’s no escape. We have to battle and save everyone, not just ourselves. Now that I think of it we are in the hometown of the dead and the haunted” seconded Mywish.
They thought about it and realized that they knew the stories of all these people. Chuckie was the haunted doll that they heard about, and Dracula was the famous vampire everyone talks about and who can forget Frankenstein – the creation gone bad. Yet, they went and stayed in all the houses. What a story they would have to tell once they got home, if they got home.
“I guess we all know what we have to do then, right?” Sanya asked. “Ya! figure out how to kill people that are already dead!” Ahmed replied. “I heard stuffing a garlic in a vampire’s mouth and stabbing his heart with a Steak kills them” Tanya said. “Ok, but to really do our job we have to kill Chuckie and Frankenstein too” Moin replied. “He has a point there” Sanya said.
At that, they were off to save the world….but, wait how would they get what they need? These people are dead, their groceries probably include: hands, legs, stomach, fingers, toes, heads, and of course, eyes. I mean, everyone loves eyes, right? Anyway, that’s not the only problem ‘cuz, we still have our problem of not having an escape from the house. Moin soon remembered he had brought Steak for Chuckies dog, but they soon realized he eats flesh not steak. So, they had that but now they need garlic and a knife to finish the ritual!
“Ok, so we need a steak and knife, so where can we get that in here?” asked Mywish. “I have that steak that we brought” replied Moin. “I have a pocket knife that I brought for letters but that can be used ‘cuz its sharp” Tanya perked in. “This lady gave me the garlic necklace before we left, if we can use that” Ahmed said.
So, it was settled that they had what they needed.
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