Wednesday, November 08, 2017

Horror story

So, I wrote this for my class...
And then, I took out the verbs in past tense, adjectives and adverbs, for my students to put back in.
Anyway, I'm kinda proud of it, so here it is.


Dear friend:
I write to you to let you know of a horrible experience that I just went through. Please, be most careful, least this happens to you and your family.
It all began like this: we were just happily having a pick in the backyard of my grandparents' ranch, when a eerie sound started. Nobody knew what it was. We asked our grandfather but he said that he never heard anything like that before. So we continued our picnic and eventually the sound kinda dissipated. We could still hear it, but only by being very alert. So we were most of us just having a good time and then a weird person appeared, from nowhere. I swear, we didn't see him coming, he was just there. So my dad...
Sorry, sorry. I cried... ignore the ink stains. Please.
So, my dad, he went to this person and asked “Hey, fella, this is a private party, you know?”
And the man said nothing, but he looked at my father and then walked towards him, and bit his face off.
Just like that. None of us did something about it; we were shocked. My father didn't even make a noise, and then the thing bit his throath and like, it started drinking his blood.
And still we did nothing. Most of the people at the party hadn't even noticed; they were still chatting and eating like everything was normal. And then someone started to scream; I think it was one of my cousins. She was asking for help or anything like in the movies; she was just going “iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii” without breathing or anything. So obviously, everyone first paid attention to her, all going around, asking her “What's wrong, honey, what's wrong?”. But she couldn't talk, she just kept going “iiiiiiiiiii” until she fainted.
I was paralized, I couldn't take my eyes of the monster just sucking up my dad's blood. I think I was the only one to see it stop; it just opened it's mouth, a huge mouth with big, sharp teeth, and he opened his mouth and my dad's body simply fell to the ground. So this thing kinda looked around and made that noise, the first noise, and others answered!!! I could hear the same noise coming from other direcctions around the house. At that point, somebody was carrying my cousing back to the house, and no one was looking that way, no one heard the noise...
And these things, they came, walking like normal people, and then when they were close enough, they bit. In a couple minutes the yard was total chaos, people running, crying, bleeding...
I was frozen and then I saw out of the corner of my eye saw a movement and turned around and a thing, a thing so hideous, it looked almost like a person except for the mouth, its gruesome mouth, with some many teeth it couldn't even close it properly, and it was coming for me...
I ran. I don't really remember much after that, somehow I ended up in the back of a truck, with some my cousins and other relatives, going down the road like the world was going to end, until the sheriff chased us down, and sort of put all of us in jail (one of my cousins is pregnant, and another was like, making this gurgling noise and was half drowning in her own saliva, so they sent those two to the hospital, along with my grandma who was in shock).
Some police officer released us the next day. Apparently the sheriff went to my granddad's ranch... he didn't come back, but one other officer did. One of my aunt's, who had driven the truck to town, had a long talk with him, and afterwards packed all of us survivors in a bus to the city.
We're staying with great grandma Monique, because she never got along with uncle Tad, so he didn't invite her to the party (it was Tad's marriage anniversary...).

Anyway, I know you also spend the summer at the ranch of your family, so please, please, be very mindful of strange noises.
With love, Sam

Please, take care.

I hope to see you soon.


I was kinda listening to a documentary on zombies, so...