≪Just Some Horror Stories≫

Two Jars

When I went back downstairs, I was bored and had absolutely nothing to do, so I decided to watch a movie. I looked through the family's DVD collection, but all they had were cartoons and Disney movies. I wasn't in the mood for any more kids stuff.

On the bottom shelf, I spotted some old VHS tapes. One of them had a strange title. It was "M Girls". This seemed rather curious, so I decided to take a look at it. I put the videotape in the VCR and pressed play, then sat down on the sofa and made myself comfortable while the video started.

The first thing I noticed was that it was a home video. The family must have recorded it themselves. The parents and children were all laughing and looking like they were having fun. I was about to turn it off when I happened to notice someone else in the video. It was a girl who looked like she was in her late teens. It seemed like she was the previous babysitter.

She looked very familar.

It seemed like I recognized her from somewhere.

Perhaps she went to my school.

Then it finally hit me.

Oh my freaking God! I thought.

It was the missing girl from the news report.

My hands were shaking. My whole body was trembling. I just wanted to get out of there as fast as possible.

I jumped out of my seat, ejected the video and put it back in its case.

Then I remembered the jars in the refrigerator.

I had to see what was in those jars.

With a shudder, I went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.

Maybe I'm just over-reacting, I thought.

I reached and took out the second jar. Peeling back the brown paper wrapper, I could see long pale hunks of meat and strips of fat floating in the red liquid.

Some of the meat looked like it had skin on it... human skin.

I could also see what looked like strands of hair... long hair... human hair.

I was so scared, I felt like I was about to pee my pants.

I ripped off the rubber band that was sealing the jar and peered inside.

There was an eyeball staring back at me.

Horrified, I dropped the jar and it smashed on the kitchen floor.

I ran to the living room, put on my jacket, grabbed the videotape and stuffed it into my pocket.

When I came out to the hallway, Sebastian was standing at the foot of the stairs.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"I... I just... I just remembered," I stammered. "I forgot something... I have to go home and get it... I'll be back in a few minutes..."

Damian and Lenka came running down the stairs.

"You can't go!" screeched Damian. "You can't leave us on our own!"

"I'm calling our parents," shouted Lenka as she picked up the phone and began dialling numbers.

Sebastian grabbed hold of my leg and wouldn't let go.

"You have to stay!" he squealed. "We're hungry!"

His grip was extremely tight, but I managed to shake him off and ran out the front door.

As I dashed to my car, I saw the parents pulling into the driveway. I didn't stop for a moment. I just jumped into my car and locked all the doors.

The children were on the doorstep, screaming and crying. The mother and father got out of their car and they came running over. There was an angry look on their faces.

"What's wrong?" they shouted. "Where are you going? Come back here!"

I didn't answer. I just turned the key in the ignition and revved the engine.

They started banging on the windows.

I floored the accelerator and tore out of there like a bat out of hell and never looked back. I didn't stop until I came to the police station. I told the police officers everything I knew and handed over the videotape as evidence.

The police immediately dispatched two patrol cars. By the time they arrived at the house, the parents and children were gone. They just took their car and disappeared.

The police searched the house and found the jars in the refrigerator. They also found human flesh and bones in the basement. They did tests and confirmed that these were the remains of the missing girl.

They never managed to track down the parents or the children. They're still out there somewhere, probably living under a different name, probably still on the hunt for new victims.