User:The Man No One Believes

Ok you meant think that i'm a psycho or something but i'm not that's what they all said i'm not. Anyways let me just tell you what i'm talking about this is a story in my life that i will never forget and that’s Frankenstein. Ok so it happened a long time ago when i was ten. So it was tuesday i had a project for school the project was learn about someone that lived a long time ago and show it to the the whole class project yea it was terrible. So it was night out i was on google just putting in random names for my project trying to find a good person for it. Well i thought i would do Ben franklin so i just put in Franklin thinking it would know what i'm talking about but no. I kept looking and i couldn't find him but then i stumbled upon a person named Franklin Lersteinfiel i will never forget that name and for some reason i was interested in him. Anyways I did some research and found out that he was born in 1845 and died in 1902. Also i saw that he had a obsession with reanimation and that his grave was in my state by my town i thought what a coincidence. Also in the weekend i went to my grandpas house and i was so interested in Franklin that i asked if we could go to his burial site there was nothing else to do so he said “Yes”. So we went there just looking at graves trying to find his burial and we did it we found it. It had his name and everything. I was so happy that i found his a actual grave. But we had to go home since it was getting dark out so we went home. When my grandpa was asleep i called my friend to see if he could come to the cemetery with me to look at the grave he said “Sure” it was a stupid idea but i did it anyway. We got there it was about 12:00 at night and when we got there we went to his grave. Not even ten seconds in and we already heard footsteps we ran to a bush and hid there. We saw this drunk guy going to one of the burials and brutally stomping and breaking them. Then he went to Franklin and stomped on it and just to finish it off he pissed on it “You bastard” i said really quietly. When he left we saw debris of graves all over the ground “What a night” said my friend. The next day i watched the news and i saw somebody digged up one of the graves immediately i thought it was that drunk that i saw last night. I woke my grandpa and said “Something happened at the cemetery” we quickly got there as fast as we could and saw reporters still there talking about it. I saw franklin's coffin opened with nothing in it and a hole right by his tombstone. At night i called my friend and asked if he could come again with one of his friends he said “Yea and i'm going to bring my phone so i can take some pictures”. When we got there my friend gave his phone to his friend so he can take pictures then we saw this tall guy by Franklin's grave just staring at it he looked like he was in a suit it was dirty as if he was homeless. At the time there was this guy that needed money and made this mask shop by the sidewalk everyone liked him so nobody stole anything. The man walked to the shop and took this mask “What is he doing” said my friend. He put it on i went a little closer to see what mask it was. It was a Frankenstein mask then Chris my friends friend took a picture then ran away scared the man heard it and turned around and saw Chris running. He turned back around and walked away in the darkness. Me and my friend stayed hidden and stealthy walked to my house breathing hardly because of what just happened. “What the hell man” my friend said “What do you mean your friend ditched us” said me in a angry voice. My grandpa woke up and said “What’s going on here” my friend explained everything to him from his face expression i know he didn't understand much that same night my friend spend the night since the man might still be out there. I went back on the news on it i saw a man that really looked like the drunk guy i saw at that cemetery [it was]. I saw that he was murdered and on the security cameras they saw that the man who killed him had a Frankenstein mask “Oh my gosh” said me. “Isn’t that” said my friend “Yep” said me. For some reason i felt like i should do more research on Franklin i did and i found out that he had a brother Victor Lersteinfiel. Also found out that Victor killed Franklin [his brother] on the year 1902 with a pitch fork. I ran to my friend saying “Dude you need to go get your phone” he went to Chris’s house to get his phone and he saw the photo that Chris took on my friends phone and it had a flashing light to help you see him better. This night i didn’t bring Chris i brought my grandpa for proof that i wasn’t lying. We were by a different bush since we thought he would know where we would be. He came and had the Frankenstein mask on his face still wearing the suit “That’s him” said me. He went to the bush that me and friend were last time and saw no one was there. “I knew we shouldn't have gone there” as i say that i regret it because he heard it but i swear i said in a whisper voice and looked and walked to us? Me and my friend ran but my grandpa stayed at the bush. We went to a alleyway it had a very bright light and he followed us we were trapped there because it had a dead end as got closer to the light the scarer he got i saw that he had something on his hands there were brass knuckles. “What the hell” i said thinking how he could of got them he was getting closer and closer somehow making it hard to breath. Right when he was about to hit my friend garbed his mask and pulled it off what we saw was terrifying. We saw a rotting and gross face looking as if it was decomposing we ran for our life literally my grandpa came with me quickly we ran in the car and as we were driving away i saw him looking at me. My grandpa dropped my friend off at his house the next morning i went on the news and they didn’t say anything just with surprised face  then one of the reporters said “Here’s some of camera footage” it showed him with the mask back on. Also fighting this man and when the man punched him he made a mark on his mask and right when he was about to do something it ended and immediately went to weather. I was trying to put the puzzle together by rethinking what happened all the days and i think i solved it. The man that i saw is Franklin Lersteinfiel i don’t know how he came back to life but he’s definitely Franklin. I went outside and my grandpa had a neighbor that had a 5 year old daughter but no dad. I saw her playing with her teddy bear outside it was day i heard her gate open thinking it’s her mother a take a look it’s Franklin walking up to the little girl. I wanted to say something but i couldn't i wanted to do something but i couldn't i was frozen in fear for the little girl i thought isn’t there a baby sitter what a bad mother. He got closer he was so tall that his shadow covered her he got closer and she said “Hi mister” but no response from him. “Can we be a friends” said the little girl he nodded yes. I thought was no one there did anyone hear this and before anything happened he looked straight at me knowing i was looking at him the whole time then he waved goodbye and walked away then waved goodbye to the little girl then walked away in the distance and i never saw him after that. But i know i will see him again.