Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-36362614-20180728194045

'''It was the middle of the night. There was a full moon out, and it’s bright enough to see the neighbor’s black and white cat in the middle of the street. But tonight is a different kind of night. Tonight is the night that the dead souls of this old town rise and attack. But that’s just a legend. The legend goes that in the 1800’s, a bunch of lean, mean bandits came through this town on a racist killing spree. This town was originated by Mexicans. The bandits burned the entire town and killed every last person with a bullet to the head except four. Those four Mexicans were burned alive. Those four Mexicans were said that they never left to go to the heavenly skies. Instead they put a curse on this town, so that once a month, they would come back on any random day and crawl through a fireplace and take over people’s bodies and take control of their entire body. I don’t believe it though because it’s never happened in my lifetime. '''

'''           I was the only one up at one in the morning at our house. I’m sitting on the couch listening to music with my Skull Candy headphones on and staying warm by a nice warm fire. I was just thinking about life and what might happen next. Then all of a sudden my music shuffles onto music that I don’t even own on my Ipod. I hear a fast beat of the guitar and loud squeals of the trumpet playing in the background. I feel the hairs on the back of my neck rise and a cold nerve race up and down my neck. I rip off my headphones and listen to see if anything is actually there. But there is nothing there.'''

                                                                 10 months later

'''           Its October 28th, and only a few days till Halloween. My sister Jensen is getting her Halloween costume ready for her Halloween party. Jensen and I are twin sister and brother. We’re both 16 years old. She has bright blue eyes like glacier water, curly brown hair, and is around 5 feet tall. My sister is my best friend. We almost always get along and we look out for each other. '''

'''           My mom then yelled down to me from upstairs to get my room clean and if I don’t, I can’t go and hang out with friends. '''

'''I yelled back to her, “You don’t control my life.”  I look at my sister and make the crazy motion. When I was doing that, my dad walked in and I quickly stopped. My dad is taller than I am by 6 inches. He is 6 foot 7. He has short brown hair like me.'''

           He says “You better not be making fun of your mom.”

           “I’m just talking in my sarcastic voice is all,” I say.

           “Well stop,” he says.

'''           I headed to my room to go clean up. There wasn’t much on the floor to clean up. Just some shirts that I didn’t feel like wearing that day. So to speed up my cleaning chore, I just shove everything under my bed. Just as I was about to shove my last piece of clothing, I see two red beady eyes staring straight at me. I freeze and stare at them for a few minutes. I turn around to grab my shirt to stuff under my bed. When I turn back, the red beady eyes are gone. I quickly shove my last shirt under my bed and run downstairs to say I have finished cleaning my room.'''

'''           Later that same night, I was up late watching a Halloween show trying to get into the mood of Halloween. I’m watching Charlie Brown Halloween. Not really a scary show, but just something to do at such a late hour. When the show was going to a commercial the screen stayed blank and I heard a faced paced music and some singing that wasn’t English but sounded like it was Mexican. I didn’t really think much of it since it was probably something about dia de muertas, day of the dead. The Mexican version of Halloween. Then my fireplace turned on which made me jump because last time I looked at it, the pilot light wasn’t on. Then all of a sudden, the glass breaks on the fireplace making a huge loud crashing sound. I froze in my tracks not knowing what to do. Then four figures came crawling out of the fireplace. They looked like a human. But there is no human. Just thin air and flames that looked like a human body. As I stared in awe with my mouth hanging open trying to yell and trying to figure out what just had happened, a huge gust of wind went through my mouth and raced through my body and knocked me out. When I came to, I could see my body lying motionless. I was floating above my body. I tried to yell for help thinking that someone might hear my voice. But no one comes to my screams. My body then starts to move. I feel relieved and think that I might go back into my body. But then I see that I’m going to be without my body for a little while. The four flaming like people were in control of my body. My body starts glitching and my arms and legs were bending in all ways that they shouldn’t be bending. All you could hear was snapping of bones throughout our living room. Then I see my head turn 90 degrees and completely snaps making my head crouch down. Then I can see my eyes. They aren’t blue anymore. They are a metallic black. Then I see my teeth. They aren’t your regular teeth but there are no lines splitting up your separate teeth. They are all one and look like an extremely sharp bear foot trap but glowing white.'''

'''           I hear a car door slam outside. It’s my sister. I try banging my hands on the window but I don’t have any hands, legs, body, arms, or even head. I just have my thoughts, soul and eyesight floating around our house. I look to see where my body is and I see that all of my limbs it had created had gone back to looking like I was in control of my body. The only thing that was there that I could see was its demon like black eyes with the fire from the fireplace glaring off of its eyes. '''

'''           The front doorknob start to turn very slowly. Jensen was trying to be as quiet as possible because she was two hours past her curfew. She walked in very quietly and makes it to the stairs before the demon like thing starts talking.'''

           “You are late Jensen,” It says

'''           “Please don’t tell mom and dad. Please?”  Jensen says'''

           “Don’t worry Jensen, mom and dad won’t even know you were home.”  It says.

           “Are you okay?” Jensen asks.

'''          My body then begins to deform and makes a loud screaming sound that paralyzes you for a second. My body forms into a giant mess of broken bones and glitches out while walking toward my sister. She screams and curses at it to stop. But before she could say anything else, the demon like thing bites her with its bear trap like teeth and clamped down straight on the front of her throat killing her instantly. When Jensen falls, the demon like creature fills the room full of a deep and dark laughter. Then it looks straight at me for a second then grabs my sister and drags her to the couch. I see a light turn on in the stairway. I saw my dad start walking down with a 12 gauge shotgun out moving slowly and carefully like he is trained to. He sees the puddle of blood at the bottom of the stairs. He yells up to mom yelling at her to call the cops. He slowly makes his way down further getting closer to the main floor. I look for where I last saw the demon that took my sister but it wasn’t where it was last. The next thing I heard was 3 shots and then a scream. Then the shotgun shells falling and hitting our wood stairs. Then all I heard was silence and a lot of blood on the floor. I float over to the side of the stairs and see my dad and sister hanging by rope on the ceiling fan. They floated in the air like a dead body in its grave but with a horrifying look. I look around for where my body had wandered off but I couldn’t find it. I float upstairs and see my mom lying in bed and trying to reach the police office, and my body next to my mom. It looks at me and then back down at my mom. It does the same thing as it did to my sister. It opens up its mouth revealing its teeth but as red as a violet rose pedal. Then in a split second, it digs its teeth down onto her throat clogging all the blood into her throat making her suffocate and shoot blood all over her bed. Her brand new white sheets were now filled with bright red blood splatters all over the place. My body lets go of her throat just before she passes and lets her see that her son had killed her and then she leaves the world. It picks up her body and starts to laugh in its deep dark voice then just vanishes. I look out onto the front porch and see my family hanging by their necks on the porch. Just lifeless people hanging like they were just some sort of Halloween props.'''

'''           So I started to look for my body but couldn’t find it. Then I found it in the house. As I got close to it, a gust of wind blew out and my body fell to the ground motionless and dysfunctional. I was then sucked back into my body. Right as I entered my body, I felt a burst of pain and passed out. '''

'''           When I woke up in the morning I found a small post it note with a note on it. It said: “It was a pleasure to use your body to kill your whole family. Right now you are lying on top of a colt 1911 pistol. There is one bullet in the chamber. Have fun.”'''

'''           I tried to move but when I did, I felt a searing pain race through my entire body. I couldn’t take it anymore. Even if I would be rescued and saved, my DNA would be everywhere and I’d be sentenced for life in prison. I have no family left. No point of staying in this world. I slowly rolled over and saw the colt 1911 peacemaker. It had a shiny chrome handle. I lifted the gun up and aimed it at the side of my head. I started crying but then squeezed the trigger. The bullet went straight through the middle of my brain and out the side of my head leaving a huge hole in the side of my head. My brains splattered all over the kitchen wall where I now will rest for the rest of my life.'''  