Thursday, December 17, 2015

Horror Story

Ashtyn fell asleep feeling dreadfully worn out and as as though she couldn’t seem to talk. She tried speaking but it was like something was inside of her is holding her back. It was as if she kept reliving the same moment every night, it was the same 10 second relapse. But after she realized she can’t speak she felt blood coming through the sides of her mouth feeling it going down her neck. Once she freaked out she ran for the door it was locked not being able to open it than feeling light headed enough to pass out. Slowly falling to the floor seeing the figure of her father. Then she would wake up in a puddle of tears dripping down her neck, and onto the pillow. Ashtyn was used to the sadness of the mornings with no one to go to. Her mother had left early for work and always came home late at night. She didn’t have her father around ever since he had left for the military. Her dreams had been coming ever since the beginning. Ashtyn had seen the dreams once a week, then after 2-5 months it was four times a week, now it has been almost a year seeing the same thing seven days a week, by now she has gotten so used to it it’s like it never even happened.
Ashtyn was trying so hard to think about why this had started even if it is something she had gone through for the fast 12 months. She felt as if there was something inside of her controlling the dreams and the horror inside of the true Ashtyn. There was a family that had lived there with them for a long while until the one day she was out with her family while the Schmidt’s stayed home. They were having such a good time watching “Ice Age” than their mother had gone into the kitchen to make popcorn went back into the living room. The family had fallen asleep forgetting about the popcorn not waking up to the smell of the fumes. Fumes were coming from the house by the time they woke up the house had fallen on top of them all of the debris had into their lungs and they were gone.
Ashtyn and her family were slowly drifting apart one by one, one because her father and mother had split not to long before he had gone off to the army. After the burning of the house and the funeral she has always felt some presence in the house. After they had redone the house Ashtyn never felt safe in the house. After Ashtyn had got home from school plus seeing a figure in the house with her, knowing she wasn't alone. Ashtyn knew it was going to be a normal day in the house with no one home. Well at least not alive, she felt like going up to the mirror to see if she could see what she had seen before. She had walked up the stairs as quietly and quickly as she could go into her room she went feeling so scared to do what she was about to do. Ashtyn stood in front of the mirror seeing herself but feeling like something is coming to her through the mirror.
“Dad…. are you here?”
“If you’re here please talk to me I have to talk to you.”
Ashtyn slowly saw her reflection fade away into her father’s figure. Starting to feel lightheaded.
“Daddy when will you be back home?”
Dan slowly whispered “Honey, I’m sorry I won’t be back…. for a long, long, long time.”
Ashtyn started tearing trying to understand what he had meant.
“Dad what do you mean, do you mean that your d-d-d-d-ee-aaaa-d?”
Dan sobbing into a puddle of tears  “Yes honey I have been gone for about 1 week now I’m so sorry baby I thought Mommy would’ve told you.”
“Mom never tells me anything she is always out of at work while I'm basically taking care of myself!”
Dan wiping the tears from his eyes “I know honey please don’t be mad at her she was looking out for your own safety, we won’t be having a funeral but you can always visit me here.”
“Daddy I don’t know what I’m going to do without you, I th-th-ii-nk I-I feel j-juu-st a little dizzzzyyyy….
Dan screaming for her “Ashtyn honey, you have to wake up please wake up! Ashtyn! ASHTYN!”
Ashtyn dad Dan was slowly falling away from the mirror seeing her being hovered by this terrible evil spirit named Barbatos. It was one of the most evil spirits known to man. All Ashtyn saw was a huge figure on top of her just standing looking right through her.
Ashtyn yelled “What do you want from me?!”
Barbatos quietly said “I want you and your soul.”
She creamed and heard something coming out the stairs what sounds like clowns. Ashtyn knew this was a part of Barbatos plan. He was a tall creature with huge horns, with teeth that stuck out at the bottom and necklace with an upside down cross on it.
The clowns said “Would you like to play a quick game Ashtyn?”
Ashtyn couldn’t talk or move she was tied up with tape around her mouth. They just kept singing to her different kids songs they were terrible. Than their last song was “Pop goes the weasel.” Once they sung that song she had fallen asleep. Ashtyn felt dizzy her eyes were burning and when she woke up the clown was in her face all of the lights were off.
It whispers in her ear “Pop Goes the Weasel.”

4 comments:

  1. Isabelle, I liked how you made it really realistic. I also liked the short sentences and how you went right into the horror part of it right away, "She tried speaking but it was like something was inside of her is holding her back." I can't wait to read more of you're stories

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  2. Isabelle, I liked how you made it really realistic. I also liked the short sentences and how you went right into the horror part of it right away, "She tried speaking but it was like something was inside of her is holding her back." I can't wait to read more of you're stories

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  3. I really enjoyed reading your story. I thought that is was wrote very realisticly and I could really picture what what going on. I liked how you went right to the scary, horror part of the story. It made me want to keep reading. Good job!

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  4. I like how descriptive your beginning was on how she couldnt open her mouth like something was holding her back. Also the forshadowing was very descriptive.

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