Post by Turbo on Jun 23, 2009 19:19:23 GMT -5
It was the night before Halloween. It was raining pretty hard and no one was trick-or-treating. The streets were deserted, and it was trash night. This is how it all started…
My friend Rob was over and we wanted to carve pumpkins. My parents sent me to the store to get a pumpkin carver. So I went. I didn’t bring Rob because he was in the middle of a game on Playstation. I didn’t go on the sidewalk because all of the trash from trash night was sure to have a rat somewhere in it. So, I walked in the street. I got in the store and I get the special pack that sold four different kinds of carvers. On the way back home, I see some distant body staring at me in the middle of the street. I stopped. I stood there just staring. I went a little closer, about 20 feet away from this person and I find that he is wearing a strange and scary mask. He wouldn’t move. He had something long, sort of like a rope in his hand. I started to get freaked out so I went a different way. I went down the other street that leads to my house. I looked back at where he was and he was gone.
I didn’t bother telling my parents of what happened last night. They wouldn’t have believed me. So I tried to just forget about it. It probably was nothing serious anyways. Like a teenager playing a prank or something like that. But it wasn’t that easy to forget. I looked online for masks to see if I could recognize what he was wearing. After about an hour, I found it! It was green with black stripes. I clicked on that mask and I found a whole website about a serial killer back in the ‘80s that wore that mask. They caught him back on Easter Night 1987, but somehow he just disappeared. He was only able to kill on Holidays. Like some kind of curse. If he killed on a day that wasn’t a Holiday, he would die.
I had to go to school the next day. It seemed like no one was talking to me. I think some found out about the incident that happened two nights ago and think I’m nuts….But I think that’s just me. I had Science with Mrs. Smith for first period. I was goofing around so she put me at the table near the window. Obviously, I wasn’t going to listen to a single word she said, so I just looked out the window. When I looked out, I saw that same guy that I saw the night before! He had the same mask and still had the rope. Finally, Mrs. Smith saw me and told me off. I apologized, but I really didn’t mean it, I looked back out the window. He was gone.
After school I walked home with Rob. I figured nothing would happen because I was with him. I felt safe. We were walking down Damien St. when He reminded me that we were going to a Halloween Party. It was at our friend Tom’s house. I didn’t feel safe going. I knew something was going to happen. Today is Friday and my parents are out for the weekend. They left this morning. We just turned on Apple St. where Rob lived I dropped him off and walked the rest of the way by myself. I only lived a block away. I got home and I locked the door. It was 3:58. I did my homework because I had nothing else to do. I had Math, Science, and English. I finished it at 5:32 and the party was at 6:00. I had enough time to get ready and leave. I took a shower and got dressed. I was pretty scared so I called Rob to walk with me. Only a few people were going to be at the party. Me, Rob, Tom, Alex, and Samantha. It should end around ten. We finally got there three minutes early. We were having fun. I forgot all about the past two days. I was starting to get a little tired. I asked Tom if I could just take a little nap in his room.
I finally woke up. I looked at the time. It was 11:24! I ran out of the room. No one was there. I searched the whole house and I couldn’t find anyone. I went outside, I didn’t see anything. I looked in the backyard. In the tree was a bloody body. It was Tom! I heard screaming and ran towards it. I found Samantha. I asked her what the problem was. She just pointed. There was Alex, Dead.
I asked her what happened when I was asleep. She said someone threw a brick threw the window. They all looked through the broken window and saw a guy in a mask. The same guy and the same mask I saw. Samantha and I ran. We ran as fast as we could. We turned a corner and there he was standing in the middle of the street with rope. There was only one thing different this time. The rope was dripping blood. I looked at the time again when we started running. It was 11:37. Samantha started to scream. I looked back, he was following us. I knew what to do. I called the cops. They said it was a joke but they would come anyway. We hid back in Tom’s house. We knew he would find us. I asked Samantha where Rob was. He was the only one that we didn’t find yet. She said he ran down Chester St. and no one knows where he went from there. We threw tables, chairs and anything we could get in front of the front door. She pointed to the broken window. We had to block it. We covered it with his piano. We went down in the basement and locked the door and the dead-bolt. I heard a big bang upstairs. Oh no! We forgot the back door! Samantha started crying. Now we were hearing banging all over the house. He’s looking for us. Now there were noises at the basement door and they were very loud. He kicked right through the door. He didn’t see us because we were behind the couch. He walked down the stairs. It was over. I looked at the time it now was 11:52. Eight minutes I said under my breath. He found us. He swung at Samantha and knocked her out. I ran upstairs but I fell. He grabbed my leg and pulled me down. He cornered me next to the couch. He had me. But he fell. Rob hit him with a frying pan! He got back up and swung at him. I tried to help Rob and turned around and he was gone again. It now was 11:57. We went out in the backyard to run away because the front door was still blocked. He was there waiting for us. He walked towards us and got us cornered it turned 12:00. He looked at us, and then just walked away. But the cops were at the front. They caught him and took him to the police station. They drove me and Rob home to our families. They called my parents and they came home early. The next day the F.B.I. came over and said they had a gift. It was his mask! I put it in the basement. We were talking to the agents. They left and I went downstairs to take a closer look at the mask. The window was all the way open, and the mask was gone.
