Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-25930029-20141229005727

Many in my town wonder why there is a law to stay inside at night. Some think it is to scare the residents into obedience, others make up creepy crap and tell it to eachother. I know why. I try to tell, but they don't listen. Call me crazy. Say it was a nightmare. No. No! I know it wasn't! Let me tell you how I know.

I was sitting on my couch, channel surfing. It was Saturday night, so I had the time. I ruffled my little brother's hair. "Bed time, buddy."

"But Gunnar, it's the weekend!" he said with a smile. This was our routine. He had used to do that when he was five. I started calling it our "routine" and he thought it was funny.

"You know the rules," I said with a smile.

He giggled, and I walked him upstairs.

"I showered this morning," he informed me as we walked over to the bathroom.

"Well then, brush and use the bathroom," I told him as I walked down the hallway to his bedroom. "I'll wait for you in here."

I sat on his bed and looked around. He was a huge Batman fan, and he had a Batman version of pretty much everything. I looked at the extremely rare Collecter's Item Batman figurine I had bought him for his tenth birthday. He walked in.

"Good night, big bro," he said as he jumped into his bed.

I smiled and said, "G'night lil' bro." I tucked him in, walked to the door and turned the lights off. "Remember, TV's off at twelve," I told him.

He grabbed his remote and said, "Yup."

"And you know if you wanna watch Family Guy it's on Fox, not Adult Swim?"

"Yeah yeah, mom!" he said with a grin. I closed the door and went back downstairs.

Hmm, we're low on milk, I thought as I looked through the fridge. ''He needs it for breakfast tomorrow, I'll just run to the market. ''I remembered the rule.

I hated it. I decided to go out, just for the thrill of it. Just to be that one guy who doesn't give a shit. Just to finally be cool to someone other than my brother. To be accepted by people. I mean, yeah, people felt bad for me, but that wasn't enough. Now, I should tell you why my brother doesn't live with our parents, but I'll get to that later.

I opened the front door and stepped out onto the driveway. I started to go for a walk. I remember completely forgetting my brother, getting the flashback again.

''"Gunnar, run!" "Mom! Mom no! I can't leave you here!" "I'm gone, son. Go!"''

''I burst through the front door and charged. The man chased after me. I felt the blade scrape my back. I burst to a stop, waited for him to fall, and started running again.''

The day of my parents' murder flashed through my head. I cried out in pain as the headaches came back. That's when I saw her. She was standing there, with eyes as green as emeralds, red-brown hair streaming down the sides of her head. She had a concerned look on her face. "Are you okay?" she asked quickly. "Here, let me help you up."

I grabbed her hand and explained what had happened. I started to realize I loved her. I asked her name, and found out it was Dierdre. I told her my name was Gunnar, and spilled out my affections for her. I knew we had just met, but I liked her. I liked her a whole lot. She stopped, saying she had to go home.

"Hey, why are you out, anyways? Remember the rule?" I asked her.

"I could ask you the same thing," she replied with a grin.

"Well, bye, I guess." I said.

"Later dude," she said and turned around. I watched as she walked away. But, then I saw her change. She didn't look like Dierdre anymore. Her skin had changed from a dark brown color to a vile green color. Her hair turned from black to grey, and lots of it fell out. Her skin started to look bloody. I heard her shreak out in pain. Her body exploded into a mass of blood and intestines. I threw up and ran home. I opened my window to listen for her, to hear her voice again. To make sure she was okay. I listened carefully, but all I heard was the sound of the wind rustling the trees and bushes. That's when I heard the voice of the man.

"Damnit, we lost the guy! Looks like we'll wait for him tomorrow, Jack."

It sounds crazy, I know, but it's true! I'm not lying! No, don't call me crazy! I know what I'm talking about! No! It's true! Listen! You can't go out and prove me wrong! They'll think you're me! Please stop! Think about it! Come back! Fine, have a nice night. 