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Over My Dead Body By Emily and Grace
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BANG! BA-BANG! Anathema stared at the clock beside her bed. It was five o’ clock AM. Yawning, she pushed the pillow over her head and was just about to slip back into a deep sleep when she heard it. Another loud BANG! pierced the tranquil silence of the neighborhood. Immediately alert, Anathema stumbled down the stairs until she tripped and fell sprawled on the furry carpet at the foot of the staircase. Anathema’s sister scampered downstairs. “Ana! Are you all right? I heard-” Lilatia paused and stared at her younger sister. “We have to call the police!” “WHAT!?” Ana screamed. Lilatia took a breath and said, “Those sounded like gunshots.” Ana felt like she would faint dead. “Lila, go dial 911, and I’ll go check.” Ana peeked outside, and yelled to Lila, “MURDER! MURDER ON OUR STREET!”
Five minutes later, the emergency responders arrived. A doctor examined the grisly corpulent corpse of the body. Ana identified the rather fat dead body quickly; it was Daniel, the grumpy old man who lived next door. Ana had always thought he was an idiot, but she knew he hadn’t deserved to be killed. Lila spoke up. “How was he killed?” “He wasn’t shot.” The doctor said. “He has claw marks. See?” Anathema was shocked. “But we live miles away from any bear. This place is coyote, bear, and wolf-free!” The doctor shook his head. “It’s larger than any animal I’ve seen. I don’t know what did it, but it’s got to be larger than any animal discovered.” Anathema looked around nervously.
Five minutes later, the emergency responders arrived. A doctor examined the grisly corpulent corpse of the body. Ana identified the rather fat dead body quickly; it was Daniel, the grumpy old man who lived next door. Ana had always thought he was an idiot, but she knew he hadn’t deserved to be killed. Lila spoke up. “How was he killed?” “He wasn’t shot.” The doctor said. “He has claw marks. See?” Anathema was shocked. “But we live miles away from any bear. This place is coyote, bear, and wolf-free!” The doctor shook his head. “It’s larger than any animal I’ve seen. I don’t know what did it, but it’s got to be larger than any animal discovered.” Anathema looked around nervously.
That night, when Ana was preparing herself for bed, she looked out the window. Everything was still dimly lit on the street as the house lights were all on. Then the saw something. Ana squinted her eyes- a pair of deep intense glowing eyes were staring back at her...burning through her soul.
Months later, Lilatia presented Anathema with a surprise. “It’s a corsage!” she said proudly. Ana pinned the spray of flowers onto her wrist. “I like the big red carnation in the middle. It’s such a lovely flower, it’s hypnotizing!” Lila smiled broadly. “Why don’t you wear it to the Caedri Carnival tonight?” Anathema laughed. “You bet I will!”
Months later, Lilatia presented Anathema with a surprise. “It’s a corsage!” she said proudly. Ana pinned the spray of flowers onto her wrist. “I like the big red carnation in the middle. It’s such a lovely flower, it’s hypnotizing!” Lila smiled broadly. “Why don’t you wear it to the Caedri Carnival tonight?” Anathema laughed. “You bet I will!”
The Carnival was mesmerizing. Until… she talked to the man in all black with the blood red tie. “Sir, where’s the main tent?” “Over there,” he said, laughing insanely, “just watch out for his devices!” “Oh…sir, can you point me the way to the exit?” The man’s wide grin and wide eyes made him look like a twisted Cheshire Cat. “Take a turn right, then left, continue for five miles, turn left again, run as fast as you can in the direction you’re going. You’ll reach it in twenty minutes. Only built those things for emergencies.” Anathema just managed to catch everything he said. She decided she would just scale the fence. “Nice tie, sir.” He grinned even wider. “I just love the color! It reminds me of the carnage in wars.” Anathema stared at the man as she walked away. There was something very wrong here…
The Carnival was mesmerizing. Until… she talked to the man in all black with the blood red tie. “Sir, where’s the main tent?” “Over there,” he said, laughing insanely, “just watch out for his devices!” “Oh…sir, can you point me the way to the exit?” The man’s wide grin and wide eyes made him look like a twisted Cheshire Cat. “Take a turn right, then left, continue for five miles, turn left again, run as fast as you can in the direction you’re going. You’ll reach it in twenty minutes. Only built those things for emergencies.” Anathema just managed to catch everything he said. She decided she would just scale the fence. “Nice tie, sir.” He grinned even wider. “I just love the color! It reminds me of the carnage in wars.” Anathema stared at the man as she walked away. There was something very wrong here…
Anathema’s feet cast long, spindly shadows on the sidewalk. It was a moonless, cloudy night. A chill slithered up her spine. The trees seemed to whisper a warning. Beware…The eyes stared at her from the shadows. The red glowing eyes. Ana thought she could hear a hiss. They’re right. Watch your back, because you never know what’s behind you. All it takes...She could hear nothing else. She sprinted the rest of the way.
Lilatia grinned at Anathema when she collapsed on the mat. “Wanna hear an urban legend?” Ana didn’t want her sister to think she was a scaredy cat, so she groaned, “Yes.” Lilatia grinned even wider.
Lilatia grinned at Anathema when she collapsed on the mat. “Wanna hear an urban legend?” Ana didn’t want her sister to think she was a scaredy cat, so she groaned, “Yes.” Lilatia grinned even wider.
“Okay. I’ll tell you about the story of the Umbrais Cemetery. Many decades ago, an young woman by the name of Sacria lived in a quaint little cottage in the old Tenebris Forest. Recently, her neighbors started reporting her strange behavior. Violent screams would echo from her home. Twelve weeks later, they found her dead in the Umbris Swamp. Many people had died in the swamp, some vanished as well. People nearby stayed away, for they thought it was cursed. People now say that they see glowing eyes, shadows, and growling around this area. Whenever a murder occurs, people blame it on Sacria’s ghost.” Lilatia laughed. “I got an idea! Why don’t we go ghost hunting?” Anathema smiled. “You’re on!