One looked fat and chubby. The other two looked like twins with their brown hair and sports clothing. The other kid kept running and disappeared in the darkness.
“Hello I’m Ash” one of the kids calmly said.
“I’m Beth” another kid said.
“And I’m Jack” another kid whispered.
I wasn’t sure whether to trust these people or not as one of them looked very anxious to go.
“I’m Andy and this is Ben” Andy sighed.
I was wondering if these kids knew how to get into the mansion but they didn’t speak much after we found out each other’s names. I thought do these kids know that today was Friday the thirteenth and how unlucky of a day today was I asked myself.
“So where you two were headed?” Beth asked politely.
“Well…..we don’t really know……we were just sort of exploring” I replied.
“Do you now how to get into the mansion that we ran from”? Andy questioned
“Well….we were all looking for an entrance but we couldn’t seem to find a door”.
I was wondering why the other kid ran away when he saw us and why did his face look like he’d seen a ghost. What he was running from, I wondered in a state of fright.
“Do you want to go back with us and look for an entrance”? I asked for me and Ben, he looked angry for speaking for him.
“Yes” the kids replied
We walked all the way back but when we were running it didn’t seem very far, but know it seems as if we ran one-two miles in a matter of minutes.
The time was dragging on and sun had set, as the night drew closer it seemed like we had spent a lifetime exploring this creepy place.
I didn’t want to return to where I lived as it was a foster home. But seen as Andy and I were abandoned by our parents when we were little, we had been living in foster homes. I
Used to run away from the home often enough but know it had become a bad habit. But I hated it there. I used to think back to when I liked it but
I didn’t want to return to where I lived as it was a foster home. But seen as Andy and I were abandoned by our parents when we were little, we had been living in foster homes. I used to run away from the home often enough but then it had become a bad habit. But I hated it there the cold and emotionless atmosphere I was provided with, was lonely, made me insecure and also at times made me cry. This were I first tried an unsuccessful attempt at suicide. I hated myself for it, but sometimes the pressure of living without my blood family got to me; I just couldn’t take living like an orphan. My only comfort was a picture of my parents, but shouldn’t I hate them for abandoning me, but I don’t I miss them.
It may sound very much like I was living the life of a yob but I wasn’t I wasn’t here to cause trouble but them homes no one can ever imagine the emotional turmoil I was going through. This mansion sounded a lot better and there I wouldn’t have to think why I was abandoned day in, day out. As I would be away from the unkind people at the foster home, who reminded me everyday how unfortunate I was and how I must of done something wrong. Which they say would have led my parents to abandoning me.
“Hey you lot I found an entrance” jack told us.
“Let’s go in then” I replied.
“You really want to go in there?” Beth questioned.
“Just because it’s an underground tunnel you don’t want to go in” Andy answered.
“Yes” she replied but in a voice which seemed strange.
We went in anyway and it led to a room which had a sophisticated lock on it so I literally had to kick it down, although Beth begged me not to. The room smelt like rotten flesh and the room was dark as I couldn’t find a light switch. When I did find one I was horrified to see what I saw. Two dead mutilated bodies’s lying their rotting. These were the ones in the paper with the headline “Ashley Connor disappears, where he is?” I read.
“This is Ashley Connor” I screamed.
“Oh my god!” Ash screamed looking Perplexed.
“Holy shit!”I shrieked.
“Don’t swear” Beth whispered.
There was silence for a few seconds.
“It’s only a few dead bodies” Beth said in a cruel voice.
“A few dead bodies! What are you the killer?” I screamed.
“Yes”! She replied.
“Kill her Ash….The knife” jack shouted.
“I am invincible” she laughed.
“I sold my soul for this, i’m invincible, and you can’t kill me ha ha ha!” she convincingly screamed.
Ash grabbed a knife which coincidently was just lying on the table and stabbed her five times but she was invincible, nothing happened to her we
Then ran into another room and piled stuff outside the door to stop her from getting us.
How could she kill those two people she’s only fourteen, she must have had an accomplice I thought.
“Let’s get out of this freaky place” jack nervously whispered.
“How”! I asked in an angry way.
We ran until we found a door which led underground, this was a secret passage. Ash ran down the stairs then it was Andy then I and finally Jack had to run down the stairs.
“Hurry up” I told him.
“Here I go” Jack replied.
He ran but the ceiling caved in and the stairs collapsed killing him. Their was blood everywhere as well as organs.
“Ash do u want to fucking die…….come on we have to go!” I bellowed.
We ran quite far until we reached two endings; at the end of the pipe. We both ended up going down the one on the left. Here I asked him why that kid ran away at the gully. He said he didn’t know but he knows they had a fight before meeting me and Andy. Andy had been very quiet for a while and I was wondering why, so I asked him. He said he didn’t want to die like this by some mad girl. I convinced him we would all get out safe and well.
The passage led us to a ladder which led to a lid and when I opened it I saw someone and he pulled me up. I told Andy and Ash it was safe.
“Paul” Ash calmly said.
“Ash” Paul replied.
“Who are you”? I questioned.
“This is the kid that ran away from you near the gully remember”? Ash answered.
“You don’t want to know” he replied
“Yes I do!” I said
“It’s because of Beth. She’s not all young inside. She gave her soul away to become younger and evil.Evrey Friday the thirteenth she has to feed on at least two bodies, sometimes more. She……is……….the…….devil” Paul replied.
“The devil!” I said in an alarming voice.
“Yes” Paul answered
“I knew she wasn’t what she seemed but the devil I never thought that” Ash muttered.
“Yes it’s true I’m the devil!” Beth screamed.
“You bitch, you……run!” Paul shouted.
“Run!” I screamed.
“I will get you, you cannot run from me i'm going to kill you won’t even expect it!” She bellowed.
We ran and ran until we reached a car which we stole and I got back to my foster home but I don’t know where Ash and Paul ended up although now this life changing experience had made me respect this home.
It was fifteen days and twelve hours after my nightmare when I had to go and see Miss Jones. I thought to myself why do I have to see this cow? I know that I didn’t dream that a devil tried to kill me. But the physiatrist said “I should face the facts”. But all I have got to face is the devil but when? I don’t know .why? Because she wants me dead. Miss Jones was being really bitchy to me when I tried to explain I don’t need a physiatrist. I’m fine.
The top of the worst crime lords was what I was becoming. By reading the paper every day I found that I was being framed for “ten mass murders” but I didn’t do it. Who in the world would want to frame me for murders? It was set up in a very much of a crime manner. The victim was sliced and diced then placed in alcohol .Who would want to frame me for killing a physiatrist and many others. I thought I knew who it was but I was still unsure. Was it the devil? Just because Miss Jones the physiatrist had said I had schizophrenia, that’s her opinion. I wouldn’t kill her. I’m not a murderer.
“You might as well hand yourself in” a familiar voice said
“Huh”I answered
“Yes I know what you have done” she said again
“Show you”I bellowed
“Oh my god” I whispered
“Yes I’m very much alive Ben” Beth replied
“So why did you murder all them people” she questioned
“I didn’!”I answered
“Trust me you did” she said
“Trust you, no way bitch I replied in an angry voice
I could hear police sirens, Beth just disappeared in a cloud of smoke.
“Armed police get down!” a policeman screamed
I could see a red laser beam pointed right at my heart, I was scared, my life flashed before my eyes.
I remembered that I had a pocket knife in my left pocket.
“Move!” I screamed
“I’ll kill myself and take more than myself?”
“Ok …..Ben there is no need for the loss of life” the policeman replied
The police managed to calm me down and take me down to the station. They said they had found a machete with my fingerprints on it and I was going to be charged with murder. I tried to tell him my side of the story but he said “no one is going to believe you”. I was charged with murder and I was given the death penalty.I'm waiting on death row.The devil got her revenge.But im coming to her.only ….5 days to go.
