My Own Short Scary Stories

The Boy Who Wasn't Him...

"My best friend went to a party with his girl one night. First thing that came to mind was, 'Man, I bet my money he's going back to get laid.' As it turns out, he did. But something was a little off about him after that... Me and my buddies asked him, 'What's wrong? Did it smell that bad?' We all burst out laughing, except him. He just sat there with a blank expression. Of course we though it was odd, but we were young. We didn't know it could be that bad. The next day he seemed to be in good spirits, expect for lunch. As soon as he sat down and saw her, he freaked out. He started screaming and yowling like a dying cat. It took 3 teaches to hold him down from running. When she left, his face was all read from crying. My buddies just looked at each other. It was very strange indeed.

Soon after, it happened again, but not at lunch. It happened smack in the middle of 4th period. She wasn't in there though. She just walked by the door, not even looking at him. He threw a book and a full binder at the door. He even started talking in German, was it? I'm not too sure, but it wasn't English. The strange part, he can only speak Chinese. Luckily we had someone from Germany there to translate. What he said scared the crap out of me. Apparently, he was saying, 'No! No! Don't take me! I'm not ready! You foul beast! Please don't take me!' After I told my girlfriend, she went all pale. My buddy's girl is my girl's best friend. She said she wasn't acting right either. When she would look at him, her eyes would turn black or red. As much as I wanted to believe her, it was hard to.

A week has gone by with him acting like this. It keeps getting worse! He started acting violent to girls, spitting at them, and now he says he's done with girls. He, my best buddy, the player, just said he's done with girls. We all looked at him like he was crazy. He never said he was gay, but done with girls? We never really asked what was wrong that night, so we finally did. He just looked at us, then looked around, then looked back at us. His face went a pale color. He yelled and ran to the stairs. He stopped so suddenly I thought time stopped. He just kept looking down the stairs. We went to see what he's looking at, then we saw it. My girl's best friend. She was staring at him. Not a single person batted an eyelash. It must have been an hour before they moved. He raised his hand, and so did she. We all looked at each other, then back at them.

Suddenly, he started freaking out. All of us jumped back. I was the only one who didn't run away. I never regretted doing so. My eyes widened, I have never seen such an awful sight before in my life. He was bent like a contortionist, eyes rolled to the back of his head, bones would snap like a broken pencil, even his toes went through the soles of his shoe. She just kept her hand raised, not even blinking. I tried to run, but my feel were glued to the floor. We were both frozen in place. He fell to the floor and stopped moving. Everything went silent. She just kept her hand raised, then she snapped. She feel to the floor and wouldn't stop screaming. Screaming. Screaming. Screaming. SCREAMING. I was too scared to even cover my ears. It lasted for what seemed like hours. The she stopped. She kept looking down, not saying a word or making a sound. He sudden to shot up. His eyes were still rolled to the back of his head, and he looked at me right between the eyes. I have never been so scared in my life.

I ran. I ran faster than I ever have in my life. Me, being the dumb one, looked over my shoulder. What I saw was far worse than a zombie. He wasn't running, or moving at all. He was following, but without his feet touching the ground. That wasn't scary, but him just grinning...that damn grin made my blood run cold. I looked forward, and stopes in my tracks. There were my buddies, on the floor...with a spike though every one of them. I looked behind me, and there he was. He stood at my heels. I grabbed something hard, and hit in the head. I ducked behind a wooden box. He looked confused at first, then he continued smirking. One of my buddies looked at me. He was the only one who wasn't dead. He looked at me right between the eyes, 'Never come back...' Then he turned pale. That's all I know. He didn't look dead. He was just there...I never did go back to that dreaded house. I am still scared to this day..."

"Wow dad! Did all that really happen?!" My 10 year old son exclaimed.

I nodded. "Why do you think I want you and your sister to stay away from that place? It's a hell-hole all over! I never want you going near that place! Ever!"

He flinched. I started feeling bad...I never really tell at him. Then my wife came in.

"Are you still telling him that dreaded story? You know he'll want to go. Your mind is messing with his."

I raised my hands in defense. "Hey, he wanted to know. So I told him. Nothing wrong there." Then I hear a small whisper. "Dad...sister went over there yesterday with her friends...have you noticed her behavior?"

My blood ran cold. I looked at my wife. She was just as pale. I turn around to see my daughter at the foot of the stairs. The...she starts smirking...

~A/N: Hey what up ya'll? I haven't been posting because I'm too lazy =_= so I started a new book! Get the blood pumping! Anyways, I need feedback. Do I keep posting or do I close this down? Tell me how you feel. Until next time!
~Master Troller has left the building