Festering Tales, page 13
Suddenly, Erin heard a knock on the door. She stood up, and slowly walked to the door, she put her hand on the knob of the door, and turned it. She poked her head out of the door. But no one was there. She closed the door. Erin heard something, she paused for a moment to listen. What was that? Breathing? Yes, she heard breathing from the bathroom which was next to her. She was shivering all over. The breathing was growing louder and louder. She closed her eyes and hoped that everything would stop. The next second, Erin felt pain shooting up her leg. She opened her eyes, looked at her leg, it was bleeding all over. She fell to the ground. She was about to scream for help, when she noticed someone standing in front of her. She didn't get time to scream, she was already killed, by a knife, by....that person.
The next morning, Lilly woke up first. When she noticed that Erin wasn't on the couch, she decided to wake up Pamela. "Pamela!Pamela!Pamela!" Lilly shouted. Pamela woke up. "What? What's wrong?" she asked. "Erin isn't on the couch!" Lilly explained. Pamela had a frightened expression on her face. "Oh, no....I think something weird is going on" Pamela said. They both walked into the hallway.
No....
This can't be happening.
Pamela dropped to her knees.
"Erin!...no...." Pamela cried
But they were too late, she was already dead.
They called for an ambulance. The same people came like when Jill died. Before the detective left, he told us "Be careful girls". And he walked out the door. Lilly just sat on the couch and started crying like crazy. "Why are you so sad all of a sudden?" Pamela asked. "It's just that, we have no family, we are the last members of the Harrison family, it feels like were being hunted down and being killed one by one or something" she cried. "Well...we don't know for sure that we are the only members of the family" Pamela added. She picked up the phone and called an operator. "Is there anyone under the name Harrison?" I asked the operator. "There's a Pamela and Lilly Harrison but that's all" the operator replied. Pamela hung up. "I guess you were right" I admitted to Lilly.
About a week later, Pamela decided to go back to work and Lilly was ready to go back to school again. Soon after, they were back to they're normal lives. One day, they were watching the news and there was a story about a girl being murdered. That reminded Pamela About the murder of her sisters. "Lilly, do you think that the person who killed Erin and Jill is still.....in the house?" . A chill went down they're backs. "Well, maybe we should look around the house" Pamela replied. "Okay, Lilly, you look on the bottom floor and I'll look up top" Pamela decided. Pamela ran upstairs and they started looking.
After a few minutes of looking, Pamela needed to go to the bathroom. There was no bathroom upstairs, so Pamela went downstairs. She saw that the light was on in the bathroom, so she knocked on the door.
Lilly, are you almost done?
No reply.
Pamela turned the door knob.
Locked.
"Get out! I really need to go!" Pamela shouted
"Pamela, stop yelling I'm in the kitchen!" Lilly responded.
The thought that ran through Pamela's mind, then....who is in the bathroom?
Pamela was about to back away, when the door flung open and a hand grabbed Pamela's throut and pulled her in the bathroom, and shut the door.
Pamela couldn't breathe.
The person squeezed tighter.
She didn't breathe at all.
A long while after, Lilly notices that Pamela has been in the bathroom for a long time. She knocks on the door.
Pamela? Pamela?
No reply.
She opened the door.
There was her sister....dead.
She wanted to scream, but she couldn't breathe.
She felt sick. She wanted to puke.
She felt....alone.
Then she notices it.
She screams.
On the wall, in blood, it said:
"YOU'RE NEXT!"
She was frozen with fear.
She couldn't move.
She phoned the police.
"Hello? Yes, this is Lilly Harrison, There's been another murder, my other sister" Lilly cried into the phone.
"Again?" the police replied.
"Yes, but the killer wrote in blood that I was next! Maybe you guys can find a finger print or something and catch that sick, maniac!" Lilly said.
"Okay we are coming right over to investigate" the police man declared.
Lilly hung up.
I was right in the kitchen! I could have saved her!
She told that to herself over and over.
She felt like it was all her fault.
Knock Knock.
Lilly answered the door. It was the police men. They didn't even say "hello", all they said was, "Where's the crime scene, little lady?".
She led them to the bathroom. They started taking they're tools and started dusting for fingerprints. About half an hour later, they came to her saying that they couldn't find anything.
Then a man came in with a police officer.
He asked Lilly what was her age.
She said eleven.
The man softly asked if she had any family.
She said no. All her sisters are dead and her parents died when she was two years old.
The man kindly said "You have to go to the orphanage".
She was scared.
What was it like there?
What kind of food did they give you?
Did they give you any food?
Is it scary?
Do you sleep on comfortable beds?
Do you get to watch TV?
Are the other people mean ?
Those questions were buzzing around in her head as she climbed into the mans' car.
They drove to the orphanage. It was actually kinda nice. It was a big orange house.
The inside was nice too. She was beginning to like that place.
The best part was that you got your own room, and there was a private TV in each one.
A man dropped off all of her stuff in boxes. She started unpacking them.
She was taking out some books, when she saw a video. She popped it in the VCR.
It was Jill' birth-day, on the tape. But suddenly the screen went black. It changed.
Now, the tape showed Jill, she was looking inside the fridge. Then a person was
walking down the stairs. The person was wearing a brown coat, a black hat that
covered his face and black gloves.
Lilly's jaw dropped open.
"The killer....." she whispered.
The killer was walking toward Jill now.
Jill looks up, and screams as the knife is stabbing her face.
"Arrgh!" Lilly cries. She can't stand watching.
The tape changes. It's Erin's birth-day.
The screen goes black. It changes. Erin is standing in front of the front door, then the killer jumps out from the bathroom and stabs Erin in the leg. She falls. She gets stabbed in the chest.
"NO.....no.....no....." Lilly whispered.
The tape changes. It's Pamela's birth-day. The screen goes black. It changes. There's Pamela, standing in front of the bathroom door. The door swings open, the killers gloved hand gets hold of Pamela's neck and chokes her....to death.
"Nooooo!" Lilly screams. She starts to cry.
She looks at the screen. It is still black.
Then a creepy, rusty voice on the tape said,
"Look behind yooooouu....."
Lilly was frozen.
She slowly turned around.
The last things she saw was the killer, a knife, then...nothing.
She was killed.
END
Thanks you for take time to read this book of scary short stories. I hope the mixture of styles allowed you to find a style you enjoy, and maybe something new to you. This is the first in many short story books that I will release. I really enjoy the short story format and hope you will find pleasure in my work.
Once again, Thank you.
Kelly Mathewson
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A hard-nosed Sagittarius, Kelly Mathewson experiences our vast universe as a being with many lives. A successful Attorney, Mediator, and Podcast producer, she writes books, novels and short stories based somewhat on her many experiences. Jack of all Trades… Master of Nothing
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