User:Charliedaking NELM

Excerpt From Local Newspaper: Local resident in Pasadena CA has gone completly insane. After random acts of violence and vandalism, the man is found dead next to his house at the end of Coronet Avenue. Studies showed he died of a strange and sudden heart failure. Residents in the area claim to have seen him up close. Some say they saw him smashing car windows and even smearing what looked like blood all over sidewalks, cars and walls. As the police arrive they take the body to the hospital where it is later confirmed that the body has been dead for almost one week. Residents say that isnt possible because only the day before, he was vandalizing the town.

It all started on that day. The day i had moved to my new house in California. I wasn't all that excited about the move at first. I barely ever left the house, and when i did, i would leave just to go to the grocery store with my mom. My parents finally found a high school for me to go to. I was very nervous at first. I went to school and i didn't really make any friends. School was terrible because i would get bullied a lot and the kids just wouldnt leave me alone. My home wasn't any better. The second i get home i would see my parents fighting. They would always fight. Even back in Colorado they would fight. The only time I would ever have moments of peace is when i went to my room and turned on my GameCube. I would play the games that made me feel nostalgic. Like Super Mario Sunshine.

I went to school the next day and i finally made a friend. His name was Nathaneal. I started getting better grades and i finally felt like I was back at home. But then it happened. I was walking home from school when i got the strangest feeling. This may sound a little cliche' but I swear to god i felt something was watching me. It felt like something was following me. It felt as if something was behind me. I couldn't resist the urge to turn around. I turned, but there was nothing there. I thought my imagination was getting the better of me again. I have always had an over active imagination. The day passed by normally. I stayed up until 12:00 surfing the internet in my bed even though i had school tomorrow. Suddenly i started hearing a weird noise. It sounded like someone was playing the drums or something. I got out of bed to go check it out. The sound wasn't all that loud, i mean it was barely noticeable. If I was asleep I probably wouldn't be able to hear it. I went down to the basement. The sound kept getting louder the lower i went. It eventually stopped. I turned on my flash light and started looking around. Nothing too important was down there. All i saw was a broken TV a smashed shelf and red paint lines all over the wall. i thought to myself "The person who last lived here must have been a pretty weird guy." I mean you have to be insane to smash up all you'r old stuff. I still didn't understand what kind of person would Paint red streaks of paint on there walls. As I followed the red paint streaks they lead to a book that was laid down on a pillow. I picked the book up. It had a blank cover. I opened up the book and on the first page it had single word on it. It said nomaeD. I took into interpretation that this was the books title. I turned the page and it read lines of pure giberish. It made no sense. I turned to the 4th page and it had only three words on it. the words looked like this, KAWOOO BOOUUU OOSSHHUUU. Thinking this was funny i read these words alloud. As i did i heard a slight low pitched humming noise. The book itself started to vibrate. Terrified i shut the book, threw it to the floor and ran back up stairs. I was too scared to tell my parents because they probably wouldn't believe me.

The next day i didn't go to school because both my parents weren't home. Which kind of sucked considering there was a fucked up vibrating book down stairs. I tried to make my self believe that i was just imagining things. That night i heard that humming noise again. I started sweating and i was very nervous. Suddenly i heard a knock on the door. It couldnt have been my parents because they were out of town for 3 days. They had left this morning at 5:00 am. i opened the door to find a tall man in a trench coat with a weird hat on. Trying to hold back my laughter i said "may i help you?" In a weird low pitched voice he answered "Yes, I need to use you'r phone because my car broke down." I couldn't see how he looked like because, the trench coat and the hat covered his face. "sure" i said, thinking he was a friendly man. I let him in to my house which felt like a good idea at first. I barely caught a glimpse at his eyes. "Oh my fucking god." i said to my self. His eyes were looking straight ahead. It didn't seem like he was paying attention to anything. He just had a far away look in his eyes. He took the phone and seemed to press the same number over and over again. He put the phone up to his ears and said "those" words. I could barely hear them, but im sure as hell he said "KAWOOO BOOUUU OOSSHHUUU." At this point there were bricks in my pants. He left and said "Thank you." and shut the door. The second i opened the door there was nobody there.

I went to my room to call my parents because i didn't even want to touch the phone in my living room. When i opened the door in my room it was there. The book was on my bed. I needed new pants at this point. As i opened the book the 2nd and 3rd page were completly difrent. They depicted an image of a horrific looking creature. It was terrifying. the second picture was a pentogram. At the bottom of the page it read. "it happened to a man two years ago, now its your turn." I shut the book and left the room. I went to the garage, grabbed my shovel, and went back to my room. I grabbed the book and threw it out the window. Then i went to my backyard picked the book up off the floor and dug a huge hole, and i threw it in there. I burried the book under ground. I thought to my self "this worked in many movies and since i have no logical thinking left, im trying it." I went to bed really late that night. It didn't do me any good considering i didn't sleep at all.

As light began to shed through my window i ran to my kitchen and madde my self breakfast. I took the bowl of Corn Flakes and sat down on the couch. Before i could do anything i noticed something at the corner of my eye. I looked and there it was. The nomaeD was there. The book was covered in dirt and grass. I couldn't believe it. I walked over and grabbed it and opened the little shit sack book. It was blank. I thought "Thank God." I turned on the TV and i shit my pants for the third time. A man with greenish skin and wide opened Eyes that had no pupils in them. Just those horrific white eyes. The moth of the creature was open wide almost as if it was screaming. I couldnt take it anymore and i turned off the TV. I was sick to my stomache. I noticed something about that face though. It was the image that was depicted in that book. I opened the book again and it said "Robert Contero." I looked up this name and realized that this was the man who went insane in this neighborhood two years ago. That was when it hit me like a brick. The book, the house, the picture. I couldn't believe this was happeneing. I said to my self "this cant be happening." I suddenly felt week. i could barely see anything. It felt like my body was going to shut down. I opened the book and saw my friend. My friend Nathaneal. He was dead and he had the same facial expression as that thing that i saw on the screen. No pupils, eyes open wide, mouth open. In the picture, it looked like he was down in MY basement. Without even thinking i went down to my basement and followed the red streaks of paint.

Where my friend's body was suposed to be, there was nothing. I was so relieved thinking the book was just messing with me. Until i realized something. There was a tiny drop of blood on the floor. I was scared shitless. I called his house but he didn't answer. I couldnt believe it. I looked up and saw a huge pentagram on the wall. I looked to my right at the red streaks of paint and walked up to them. They were still wet which didn't make any sense to me. I thought i was gonna go insane. I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE. I SEE IT. EVERYWHERE. I LOST ALL MY SANITY THEN. i walked up to the book and grabbed it. I shined my flash light on the first and second page. There it was. The word nomaeD spelled itself backwards like an after image. It spelled out Deamon. I was shocked. I couldnt take it. IM WRITING THIS WITH HALF MY SANITY LEFT. EVERY SECOND THE CREATURE POPS UP ON MY SCREEN. I SEE A BLACK FIGURE. I THINK IM GONNA DIE MY HEART IS POUNDING SO FAST ICANR;TKGOIKEJWFKSJPo'[owkdjffjwkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkwwjashfffffffffffffdjhffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffdwassssdwhfhkshkalHJSFHHHHHHHH

Excerpt From Earlier News Report: High school student Jeffery Knite was reported dead in his basement earlier today. His friend Ludvig states he was worried about him and went to check on him in his house. The door was already opened when he was there. He claims he checked everywhere and went down to the basement where he found his body. He also claims that there was a star like object drawn with red marker on his back. When the police arrived they did not find any trace of a body in the basement or anywhere in the house. The only intresting clues they found were in the basement. They found his laptop on the floor, a strange looking book, and a small drop of blood.