User:CrazyGracieCP

This all started because of a man visiting me in my dreams, a tall man. “Calm down!” “Calm down!” The doctors yelled as they rushed me into a white room. They had me strapped to a bed; I had no idea what they were doing to me. One nurse shot me with a needle right into my leg. I calmed down after I had the shot, it was only because of the weird dream I had last night that had me in shock. I hadn’t had this dream in a long time but I remember that the man was about seven feet tall and had no face. Where his eyes were supposed to be he had dark sockets and he had what seemed to be tentacles that came out from his back to reach me. The tentacles were now wrapped around me, he didn’t pull me up but instead he opened what seemed to be a mouth, and then it all went black. I had no idea where my parents were, all I knew was that I was in a hospital bed. After a few minutes past a nurse came in the room and my parents were with her. My mom looked at me and she laid her hand upon my face, but didn’t say anything. The nurse had said what happened; I was spazzing and they had to tie me down to give me a needle and to calm me down. Both my parents looked at me with disbelief that I was spazzing and said goodbye after speaking again with the nurse. After a day my mom took me back to school and as I got out of the car I walked in. When I entered all the kids and my friends looked at me; some with fear, and some with laughter. I heard someone say quietly, but loud enough for me to hear, my new name; CrazyGracie. I laughed at the name, but it kind of had a ring to it, I liked it. Soon the name and the story of what had happened grew like wildfire, even the teachers knew. My friend asked me what “really” happened; I didn’t say anything but instead walked to first period. Second and third period went by quick because nobody was really taking and most of them were looking at me and at lunch I sat by myself, at lunch all the people were looking and stopping to ask me about what happened to get the “real” story. Fourth period went by quick too and I was now in fifth period, it was silent like you could hear a pin drop. The silence was soon broken, when a popular girl Autumn yelled out “look it’s the spaz, CrazyGracie!” I got so pissed off I felt like I could hurt her. The teacher said to stop, but he kept going and I stabbed my desk with the pen that I had, got up and slapped her. I yelled “shut up!” the teacher yelled at both of us and sent us down to the office where we got detention. I got more pissed off by the minute because I was still getting yelled at but by the principle up until the bell rang to go home. Once the bell rang, I opened the door to exit the office and I ran up the stairs to the second floor where my locker is. I was so angry I slammed my locker door and as I walked down the stairs, this time we didn’t have home work. I saw Autumn outside a window but tried to avoid her when I get out of the building. But then she saw me exit the school, she came behind me and pushed me but due to the fact that her friends were around, I was afraid to do something because there would be witnesses and I didn’t want to get in more trouble. I was so in distraught that I couldn’t fight back so I ran all the way home. When I got home my parents heard about what had happened at school and as I walked in my room I heard them talking loudly. So I went to my room and jumped on the bed where I looked around for something to do to try to relieve my anger. Then I noticed a weird sign on my cheek I got up to look at it in the mirror, it was faded red but it looked like a circle with an ex through it. I sat back on bed thinking it was nothing, but then I noticed something outside in the back yard and I figured it was nothing but I got up to see what it might be. As I looked out the window, it looked like the man in my dreams and in fact I noticed it was. I got so scared I started to twitch, spazz, and my vision had a little static to it and when I looked back out the window he was gone. As I was still twitching, I heard someone slam something; maybe it was one of my parents I thought. I heard someone running up the stairs toward my room and it was my dad. When he got to the door of my room, he busted in to yell at me because of what I did at school. As my dad was yelling at me in my room I had to think of a way to stop him from making me so angry that my blood was going to boil. As I finally snapped I ran out of the room and went downstairs to living room where a machete was in a glass case. My dad chased after me down the stairs and I had to think fast to get the machete out of the case since the case had a lock on it. Suddenly, I punched the glass case, my right hand started to bleed as I got a shard of glass stuck in my knuckle. I didn’t care; as my dad was coming behind me I grabbed the machete and looked over my right shoulder. I quickly turned around and swung my arm back with the machete and cut off his head. Blood started gushing everywhere and some even got on me as his body fell to the floor. My mom came rushing down the stairs as she heard a loud thump and when she finally got to the living room she was horrified at what see saw. She turned her head and looked at me then she ran back up the stairs in fear and looked for a phone to call the police to stop me. She ran to her bedroom to hide, she locked the door and called the police. I ran after her but the door was already locked by time I got there. I knew the locks on the door were weak so I stuck the machete in the space between the door and the wall; I slid the machete down making the lock break. I ran into her room and she was within my range on her bed so I through the machete at her head and made a headshot. Then she fell back on her bed and her blood squirted every where on the walls. I walked up to her dead body and grabbed the machete to pull it out of her head. Playing with her blood on the machete, I said out loud looking at her dead body “blood is fun to play with, especially when it’s yours.” It was all silent; I knew before the cops would arrive I had to get rid of my bloody clothes. I quickly changed clothes and put on a black tank top, black skinny jeans, and green Nike terminator shoes. I heard sirens and I ran outside to the back yard; I didn’t know it was dark out. The back yard has a fence, the other side of the fence led to the woods and all I had to do was jump the fence. I couldn’t really see because it was pitch black and I had to walk slowly to see where I was going. The cop cars were now at the house so I had no choice but to run. The numbers of cop cars were growing and the only thing I could do was run, run right into the woods. They didn’t see me because of the black wearing, which was a good thing. I ran and jumped the fence as high and quick as I possibly could. I heard a BANG! By the house, the cops must have broken into the house and now I wasn’t going to stop running, running into the dark woods. I was finally in the woods and now all I had to do was hide, but somewhere they wouldn’t look. I stopped when I heard a noise like feet crunching on leaves and twigs behind me. I looked back to see if someone was there or if it was just me. I could still see the house and I thought it was a cop so I ran deeper in the woods and looking for a place to hide. I looked back again, now I couldn’t see the house and barely see the lights from the cop cars. As I was running I saw a place that I thought was dark and good enough to hide. Suddenly, I tripped and I fell to the ground on my chest. I looked to see what it was that I tripped on and it was a toy doll. I picked it up, “Why would a toy be here?” I thought to myself. I quickly dropped the doll. “M-my vision” I said quietly, not knowing if there were any cops, I stood up straight and looked around; my vision had a lot of static to it. I wanted to hide but, it was like something was holding me there. I looked around again and I actually saw something or someone; I immediately got scared. My leg went up and I tried to run, but somehow the figure kept me there. I looked closer at the figure and it was very weird tall man. I thought it could be the man from my dreams but then again I could be seeing things but then he started to walk towards me. When it got close enough I screamed, “It’s the tall man in my dreams!” My eyes got big and I somehow got the strength to finally move and now I started to sprint. I couldn’t believe what happened next, “this can’t be...he...he... teleported!” He was in front of me but. I swung my machete thinking it would stab him but then he grabbed my arm with his tentacle, took the machete and threw it away. Then the man retrieved his tentacle and almost walked right up to me because the cops were now in the backyard, as my eyes got even bigger only because it was the guy who took all those kids. I even remember all the stories about him; he even matched up to everything that my friends in sixth grade told me. It was the man with no face, his skin was white as snow, he seemed to be wearing a black suit, and had long limbs. He started to stretch out his tentacles; I was so scared that my eyes filled up with tears and he put out his hand. His hand was unusually big; he put his hand close to me as if he wanted me to grab it but instead he grabbed my shoulder. He looked like he had a slightly weird smile indented in his face and I didn’t move because it was like I was in ice, not able to move or get away. He got closer my vision was almost all static and the last thing I heard was “come” in a deep demonic voice. Then my vision went black; the cops had jumped the fence and all I remember was the flashing of the cop car lights and his hand on my shoulder…………