User:Thurmanandjade

It wasn't the best way to die,

My name is Brendan Martin, I am 16, about 5"10'

We were all in the car, me, mom, dad, and Kyle. The house we were living in wasn't in the best shape, and the eviction didn't help either.

We had been having some problems with our landlords at our old house. Me and the others were livin...g there for three months, before they had started to blame us for the condition of the house. We decided to ignore them already knowing they were trying to sue us for no apparent reason.

We moved out of that house a week later, which I'm thankful for. But I wasn't very exited where I had figured out where we were moving. Vinco Pennsylvania, with a population of 1,361. About half of those are drunks and meth heads. Not to mention the school district is the size of a toothpick.

We had arrived at our house. I've been in the car which seems like years. The house was ok. 4 story, (Including the basement and the attic) 3 bedroom, 2 bathroom. But something was odd about the attic window, it had two big holes that looked like eyes, big furious eyes staring through me like I wasn't even there. It had given me chills, so I stopped thinking about it.

The movers had finally arrived, but I had to work with them because they weren't the best at following three step orders, 1. Pick it up 2. Move it 3. Set it down.

From the time we started moving stuff till we finished, it lasted about seven hours of teaching two 40 year olds to move an object.

About half of the boxes and bed frames were in the basement, so we had to sleep in the living room. It was weird sleeping as a family. We only had two blankets unpacked, so I had to share with Kyle. Which sucks cause he hogs it.

We got through the night. I had a weird dream, I couldn't really remember what it was about, all I know it was just weird.

The remainder of the week was full of unpacking. I didn't really have too much free time during the first week. But I got outside here and there. And school started soon we had barely gotten any time to settle in.

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It was a week after school started. As I was walking home I noticed across the street a new family had been moving in. There were two boys who looked about my age in this family. They looked like twins, only different hair color.

The next day I was walking to my bus stop and I noticed the boys were standing there confused, asking the others if this was the right stop. I walked up to one to introduce myself. But I don't think he heard me. I didn't say a word to that brother since.

It was 6th period. I was in the lunch line getting food, walking out with a hamburger and a milk that smelled revolting. I noticed one of the boys had the same lunch period as me ( not the one I approached earlier ) I waited for him to go through and followed him to a table. He must not have noticed me because when he turned to sit he jumped a little when he saw I was right behind him. He gave me weird look as I sat down, like he was disgusted by me, or maybe it was the food. I introduced myself. He told me his name, Aaron, and his brothers name was Jason. We didn't talk much, just about how bad the food tasted. The bell suddenly rang. I said a friendly goodbye, but he was already racing to class.

Something was different as I was walking home from the bus stop a few days later. The boys always walked on the other side of the street, but they never talked. Today they were laughing, I could tell it was at me, the looks and the pointing gave that away. I just ignored them and kept. Walking home.

Later that day around five, my head felt funny. Like someone had just got done spinning me. Mom was next to me but I didn't say anything about it. I thought getting up and getting water was a good idea but as soon as I stood upright...I collapsed and passed out. Falling into darkness.

As I was out cold I had a vision. In this vision there was a hook. But not a regular hook it was dripping blood, and it had a few chunks of flesh hanging from it. But this flesh didn't look like it was from an animal, it looked like it came out of a horror film. I suddenly woke up to my mom screaming at dad to call an ambulance. I sat up and asked them what's going on. They had said I passed out, then I started screaming as if I were in pain. I felt a chill run down my spine I stood up, and walked to my room. Walking into a few walls on the way.

The boys had kept laughing at me walking home from the bus stop. But this time they started yelling profanity at me, and calling me names. I wanted to kick their asses but it was two on one. There was no way id win this one, so I continued ignoring.

It was getting worse, the fainting happened more frequently for a few weeks. That same bloody meat hook in every vision but it was even more terrifying in every one. And the boys still hadn't stopped picking on me. It slowly drove me psychotic, but I didn't want to tell anyone, they'd probably have me sent to a therapist.

Honestly I've been feeling a bad feeling in my gut ever since this all started. That feeling stopped a week before Halloween. The boys hadn't picked on me all this week. I was finally having a good day, I haven't felt that good in years. Halloween was on Wednesday next week. Everyone was so exited to get candy. I honestly wouldn't go to a random persons house and ask for candy.

Tuesday came. I've only been picked on once today, but it was the worst of all of the others. They started throwing rocks at me, I've had enough. I walked over to Jason and punched him in the nose. I could feel the pain from the blow on my hand. I hit him hard, so hard he passed out. Aaron ran to get help but I let him concise ring I might break my hand using it that hard twice.

Later that night I went to bed a bit early, I don't know why though because our school didn't have school on Halloween. Which I thought was a bit odd. I woke up around eleven, I had been having a bad dream. The meat hook had someone hanging from it. It looked a little bit like me. There were four holes in my head. Counting the areas where the hook entered and exit. But I got a chill when I thought about it. It was like you could see right through me. I laid down, put the covers on my head and fell asleep again.

I woke up what seemed like forever later. It was noon when I woke up. I could smell mom making breakfast, Kyle running around the house acting like an idiot. When i stood up out of my bed something was poking my side. I looked down, and in my hand, i was holding a meat hook covered in blood, bits of flesh had been hanging from it. I screamed in horror. Mom came running to my room. When she saw what I was holding she recoiled and asked what happened. Obviously I didn't know but she wouldn't believe me when I told her. She started yelling what did you do. Me scared shivering I said I didn't do anything. We decided to forget about it. We put the hook in a plastic bag and placed it in the trash.

It was about two o clock, trick or treating started soon. Mom had told me to go in the attic and get Kyle's costume. I walked upstairs and opened the door to the attic door and something wasn't right. I could hear something moving up there. I slowly walked up the steps. In the corner was the costume bag piled up on other bags of clothes and Christmas decorations. Something was moving behind it, and making a shuffling sound. I walked closer to the piles of bags and pulled a few away.

What I saw made me hurl. I couldn't yell for help. What I saw was Jason, he was laying there on the floor of the attic, or al least half of him was. You could see his intestine and guts hanging from his torso. He was shirtless. He had letters carved in his chest, that spelled out 'I can see through you'. After I read this something came over me. I started laughing histarically. I couldn't control it I started screaming at the top of my lungs I can see through you. Jason was surprisingly still alive at the brink of death. The sound of him gurgling on his own blood only made me laugh harder. His eyes widened looking behind the demon that I became. I started to look behind me. As I turned I saw a boy my age with a meat hook in his arm. He was gagged and his eyes were filled with hatred, as if he wanted revenge on something. He must've been tied up, in the other corner was a pool of blood and rope. He pulled the meat hook out of his arm, grabbed my neck strangling me and said the words 'I want to see through you now' he brought me to my knees at aimed the meat hook straight for my eyes. He brought back the hook and lunged it forward. Coming through side of my head and through my eyes was a metal meat hook. It was remarkable I was still alive, but at the same time it was the complete opposite. The pain was unbearable I tried to scream but there was no use. He must've know I was, the last words I heard were bye bye. He lunged it once more through the bottom of my chin, and guiding the hook out of the top of my skull.

After he did this he pulled out the hook...and did the same to himself.