Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-24933431-20140512150400

-radio static-…….I…I never believed it was true, I mean, how could it? It was just a stupid local myth! Or so I thought….until  few weeks ago. My name is Lulu Harkins, and I’m recording everything I know and did to find…It. You see, no one quite knows what “It” is. It’s some sort of….two legged creature but crawls on all fours like a wild animal. It has a grotesque appearance, with a mangled and wretched body, torn open and always bleeding, its ribs always poking out of its skin….if you can even call it skin. Its “skin” is a putrid yellow stained with its own blood. It doesn’t appear to have a mouth, oh but does it ever. Its mouth is huge, and I mean massive. Its mouth is in the middle of its face and so wide and menacing….it has rows of razor sharp, pointed teeth just waiting to rip your flesh off. It doesn’t have any eyes, but it does have a slight dent where an eye would be, just above that horrid mouth.



About a year ago, my friends and I, including my best friend Justin, were doing a paper on urban legends and local myths, we even wrote down stuff like that lame slender man and the rake, you know as a joke. While we were doing our research, we found that our own lazy town has its own mythical creature, but it didn’t have a name, just the word “It” was the title of the picture. So obviously my friends and I wrote it down and started the research. We found some…interesting pictures about “It”. We found some pictures of it, it was a creature, about the size of a human, maybe a bit taller, when standing up. However, most of these were just drawings, as if to scare someone maybe. We dug deeper into the research and found many strange disappearance cases and murders surrounding “It”. At the time we just wrote it down and didn’t care, since all it was, was a local myth. As the year passed I started to see more posts on the internet about “it”. I just thought the local students were starting to like the stories it had surrounding it, but I still thought it was just a myth.



The next school term started before I knew it, and like I always do I sat next to my best friend in the whole world, but I noticed he was acting a bit odd today. I asked him what was wrong, he just replied “…It’s coming for me…”. I stared at him and laughed saying “oh ha, ha mister funny man”, he just stared at me with a dead expression, I stopped laughing and looked at my desk. All day I couldn’t help but think about what he said, he actually sounded like he thought it existed. After classes were over for the day I stopped him in the hall and asked to talk to him about “It”. He told me almost immediately to not get involved, that if I got to close I would be the next target. He told me don’t get close or provoke it, or it would be angry. “I made the mistake of provoking it…” he told me, then he ran out of the school. I tried to chase after him, but with him being the track captain, there’s no way I could catch up to him. I gave up for today, and decided to do some research on It tonight.



That night, I pulled out my laptop and started to look up “It”. Obviously at first I couldn’t find anything, what with such a vague name. after a couple hours, I almost gave up, until I found a blog made by a local that was dedicated to finding It. The blog was full of articles about murders and disappearences of an unknown cause, except for unknown blood always being found at the victims residence. I was actually shocked to see so much evidence trying to prove the existence of It. I read the entire blog over and over again all night trying to figure out what the hell It was, and why it hunted and killed those who provoked it. I found out many interesting things as to why one might provoke it. Many reasons listed were stuff like calling it out to a challenge of survival or insulting it out loud. I can honestly say, the more I read of this the more I started to believe. And it started to scare me. I turned my laptop off for the night and went to sleep, only to be awoken by a nightmare about It. Oh god…I was actually scared of it.



The next day at school, I talked to my friend about what I read on that blog last night, he just snapped at me saying, “I said don’t get involved! It’ll come after you next if you do…”. I started to get seriously worried about him after that, each day he just got worse and worse and all I could do was watch and research. Then one day, he never showed up to school, I thought he just might be sick, what with him having a weak immune system, so after school I tried to call him…sadly no one answered, not even his mom, who is your typical housewife. I went home for a while after that and pulled up that blog about It again, and to my surprise there was a new post. I quickly pulled up the full picture and text. The post was from my friend…the post read: “It’s here….It found me…I can’t hide anymore, It’s in my house, It killed my mom and ate my dad….and I watched It, I just sat there and watched….to all those who believe me…I am going to die soon….goodbye…”. I just stared at it for a minute, I thought he was just pulling a stupid prank, you know? He used to be a jokester so I thought he was just joking! I saw that he posted only 10 minutes ago. The moment I saw that I jolted up and ran as fast as I could to his house. When I got there his front door was opened and had scratches all over it. I ran in and saw his mothers mutilated body…I almost vomited…I stumbled about for a minute but ran upstairs to his room….but what I saw….scared me to death…I saw It…I couldn’t believe it was right there….It was real! And…It was eating my friend….just sitting there eating the flesh and muscles off his bones….It turned around and I saw and I screamed…I screamed for my life and ran, ran all the way back to my house and slammed my door shut and locked it…I couldn’t sleep that night, I was scared it would get me in my sleep…



Apparently I had finally dozed off last night, I know this because my mom was in my room waking me up. She said I was screaming and had been by my side all night. I told her I just had a bad nightmare…but I knew it wasn’t a dream, what I saw was real…and now it might come after me. My mom made me breakfast and dropped me off at school like she normally does, but that day, there was a memorial service for Justin. I sat there and wanted to cry so hard but I couldn’t…no matter how hard I tried to cry, no tears would come out, all I could think about was that…thing…sitting over Justin’s dead body eating him…then I saw It through a window, off in the distance, in the woods not far from the auditorium where we were. I panicked and tried to leave, but they wouldn’t let me. I kept staring at it, until they made the announcement to go back to class, that snapped me back to reality for a moment, but then I went back to looking out the window, and It was gone. I was genuinely scared at this point, I knew it was after me, but why?! I didn’t do anything! Maybe…maybe it was because I wouldn’t give up the search for answers…maybe it was because I actually saw It with my own eyes…whatever the reason…it was after me, and from what I’ve read…there’s no escape.



Days had passed and before I knew it two weeks had gone by. I was terrified by now, I saw It everywhere I went, it was always following me. I stopped sleeping a week before, and every night I saw it, saw it sitting out side my house in the yard, just staring…staring with its blank face. It would scratch my house walls and screech a blood curdling screech every god damn night when I wasn’t looking, so I had to look, I had to stare at its hideous deformed, bloody body and blank face every damn night…I couldn’t take it anymore, I thought to myself that there was only one way out. So, three nights ago I…I attempted suicide, I swallowed a bunch of pills but my mom caught me and rushed me to the hospital…they declared me clinically depressed and insane, since I kept saying “Its coming…Its coming…” over and over to myself for a whole day, that night it was there, right outside my hospital room window, less than 5 feet from the window, its disgusting claw like hand pressed against the window with a gruesome, at least 4 foot blooding tongue hanging out of that ravenous mouth…I screamed…but no one came. And now…here I am, all alone in my hospital bed, recording this…its inside the hospital…I can hear its low moan of pleasure each time it kills someone……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..It’s now outside my door, I can see the shadow……..to anyone who finds this, do not research It, do not try to find It, and for the love of god, If you ignore those two rules, do not, and I mean DO NOT come to-………….-radio static-………..' Im…Still…Huuunnngryyyy………….. -large slurping sound- '  