?But I?m scared.? said the little boy who?s afraid of the dark.
?We?ll be right next to your room, sweetie. Good night.? His mother smiled, gave him a kiss on the forehead turning off the lights before she left the room.
Jimmy just moved into the new house with his parents. It was his first night. The house was small but big enough to accommodate two adults and a 6-year-old boy.? His parents loved the house but not Jimmy. He could never understand why his parents wanted to move.
?Jimmy, you have to understand that daddy and I love this place. But we have to move to another better place.?
?But why mummy? Now I can never play with Dilly and Nick. I like Mr. Frank he?s the best teacher in the world! I don?t want another person to teach me Science!? Jimmy pouted his mouth. His eyes were wet.
She let out a deep sigh. She kneeled down next to Jimmy, running her hands through his hair. ?I?m sorry, my dear. It?s something that you will only understand when you grow older.? Then she kissed his head. ?We can always come visit them.?
Jimmy?s face was already wet. His tears continue to trickle down as his mother hugged him tight. He could not accept the fact that he might never see his friends ever again. Mr. Frank told him that his new place is 6 hours drive from here. There was absolutely no way he could drive or take a bus because he doesn?t know how to.
The yellow blue moon light shined through the high windows in the room. He laid down on his bed looking through one of the windows. The moon was the roundest he has ever seen and also the brightest blue moon he can ever imagined. His eyes got used to the darkness in his room.
He could not sleep. He was not even sleepy. His room was dusty and drafty. He could even hear creaks sometimes if he paid enough attention. He wondered if monsters would come through his door. The thought of that shuddered him. He flicked open the lamp beside his bed. He rummaged through his stash of books in the paper box. He picked out his all time favorite book, jumped onto his bed and hid underneath his blanket. He flipped open the first page and read it aloud but soft enough so his parents could not hear him.
As he reached the third page his eyelids became heavier and his voice became softer. Slowly he rested his head on his open book. He fell asleep.
Creak!
He jerked from his sleep.
Creak!
This time he knew his door room was open. He was still underneath his blanket and he was silent. He tried his best not to move a limb. He could hear footsteps coming into the room. And it?s not just footsteps. It was as if someone was dragging something heavy across the floor. His heart started to beat really fast. The footsteps were getting closer now. Underneath his blanket, he could see shadows moving. He hope the thing would just leave him alone.
The footsteps stopped. The noises stopped.
He could only hear his own breath and his heart beating fast.
He heard the footsteps and dragging noise again but going distant this time.
Creak!
He jerked a little and heard the door closed. He was still underneath his blanket. He did not dare to move even a bit. His lamp was still flickering and his heart was still beating fast. That lasted for the longest time and Jimmy fell asleep.
Jimmy opened his eyes and realised that it was already morning. The sun was shining brightly through the window and birds were chirping outside. It took him a minute to realise that he was at his new house and figured out what happened the night before.
His room was completely normal. It still smelled dusty.
He heard a knock on his door and his mother peeped in.
?Ah you?re up. Good morning sweetie. Go get washed up.? She said with a smile before closing the door.
He headed over to the bathroom. He slowly walked down the flight of stairs. Each step he took gave out a loud creak.
?Good morning mum. Good morning dad.? He said as he stepped into the kitchen.
His mother was at the stove cooking and his father was behind the newspaper. His mother turned her head around and asked him if he would like pancakes or waffles. He replied waffles.
He took a sit next to his father.
?Did you sleep well last night?? His father asked, still behind the papers.
He nodded, hesitantly.
?You?ll get used to it, boy.? He said.
Jimmy could not resist so he asked, ?Do you believe in monsters??
His father choked on his coffee and his mother laughed.
?Monsters don?t exist! Don?t worry, son. You?ll be fine.? His father said giving out a small laugh.
?You must had a bad nightmare, sweetie.? His mother said.
His father closed and folded the papers. ?I have to go. See you later.? He bent down and kissed Jimmy and his mother before leaving.
Jimmy heard the car engine started, then left. His mother placed a plate of waffles in front of Jimmy and he took a small bite. His mother sat opposite him, looking at Jimmy. ?Where do you want to go today?? She asked.
School only starts the next day for Jimmy so he was free for the day. He shook his head and replied, ?Nowhere.? Still chewing his waffle.
?Are you sure??? She asked.
He nodded silently, taking another bite.
?I?m sorry Jimmy but I hope you?ll love this town soon enough.? And then she walked away towards the kitchen sink and started cleaning the utensils.
Jimmy took the last bite and passed his plate to his mother.
He walked over to his backyard and there were witted plants all over. Even the tree looked creepy. It was a gloomy day and the weather was a bit chilly. He hanged around in the backyard until lunchtime.
After lunch, he explored the front porch this time and saw his neighbour, an old woman carrying a bucket of water. He ran over and asked her, ?Do you need my help? I can help you carry that.?
The woman smiled and replied, ?That?s so sweet of you darling but I think this is too heavy for you.? Then she poured the bucket of water into the drain. ?You?re new here aren?t you? Saw a big truck in front of your house a few days ago moving in stuffs into the house.?
He nodded and told the woman, ?I don?t like moving here. I don?t like this place.?
The woman laughed while carrying her empty bucket and headed to the main door. ?I?ve baked some cookies. Come in, young boy.?
He hesitated but went in anyway realising that an old lady can do nothing to him.
The house smelled of incense. The type of smell that Jimmy would smell every time he goes to church with his parents. The floor creaked every time he took a step. The woman guided him to the kitchen. She took out the freshly baked chocolate cookies from her oven and placed them on the table.
Jimmy took one and munched on it. It had different taste to the ones that his mother usually bakes. It tasted richer. He loves chocolate so he munched on more. The woman made tea and sat opposite him.
?You love them don?t you?? She said.
Jimmy grabbed another cookie and nodded. He asked the woman, ?You stay here alone??
The lady nodded, ?All my life.?
He then let out a yawn.
?Didn?t sleep well last night did you?? She asked, smiling at the boy.
Jimmy put down his cookie and asked the lady, ?Do you believe in monsters??
The lady looked at him intensely. She did not smile and said, ?There are other creatures and living things that live amongst us. Only a certain of us can see them. They only come out in the dark and especially during full moon. They come and hunt us humans at night.?
Jimmy was quiet. He was waiting for the woman to finish her story.
She continued, ?They don?t eat us nor kill us.? Jimmy let out a deep breath. ?But, if they find us, they will break our arms and then the legs, alive. I don?t know what they will do with them but our body they will let it decay, slowly, making sure you can feel the maggots eating your flesh, alive. And when only your bones are left, then only they will let you die.?
Jimmy looked at the woman after she was done. He found his voice and asked, ?H-h-have you seen them before??
The woman answered, ?Yes, once. When I was little. But I was lucky. I got away.?
Jimmy asked her how.
?I was hiding inside my blanket when the thing came into my room. I could hear the footsteps coming nearer to my bed. Then the thing stopped and left my room. I was safe.?
Jimmy asked why. His heart was beating fast.
?They don?t attack those who believed in them.?
Jimmy was speechless, couldn?t make up the words he wanted to ask inside his head.
?The next day when I woke up I told my family what happened the night before and no one believed in me. Everyone thought I had a bad dream. The next thing I know, my whole family disappeared the next day. Nobody knew where they went. The police searched up and down the town and no trace could be found.?
Jimmy choked. He was not feeling well so he asked if he could leave.
?Of course my dear. Come back anytime.? The woman said happily. And before he left, she whispered, ?They are everywhere.?
He went back to his house trying to forget what the woman told him. He had very little dinner because the story made him really sick.
During bedtime he asked his mother and father if he could sleep with them.
?Monsters don?t exist. Don?t be silly!? His mother kissed his forehead and left his room.
Jimmy quickly flicked open his bedside lamp. He was awake for the longest time and then he fell asleep. He had a really great sleep.
The warm sunlight woke him up from his sleep the next morning. He washed up and climbed downstairs. There was no one to be found. He ran upstairs to his parents? bedroom. There was no one to be found as well. He walked towards his parent?s window and looked down.
In his backyard, he could see the old lady standing there looking up at him. Her lips curved showing her yellow teeth. It was the most scariest and creepiest grin he had ever seen in his life. And outside the room, he could hear the staircase creaked, as if someone or something was climbing up the stairs, leaving a loud echo in the empty house.
Happy halloween everyone!!
Source: http://krisss86.wordpress.com/2012/10/31/my-halloween-story/
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