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Scarryyzz Dream
I had a scary dream last night. D: (Fur real.)
It was weird. I had moved to a deserted town.
Worked at a small convenient store, which was deserted all the time, run down looking, it was like really ugly, and dusty. The only thing that was clean was the food, counter, and the paper bags. It was weird.
So like..these teens come in and they buy a bag of chips, and candy and s**t and their like.."Why do you work here? Aren't you scared?"
And I'm like.."o_o What do you mean? Scared of what?"
They all lean close, and I'm just there listening, and putting their stuff in a bag.
A kids like "Three years ago, a guy named John owned this place, and killed all his customers. Kids would come here all time time, in groups, and he'd chop them up and eat 'em. He even brain washed his employees and got them to help him. Only two people survived. When the cops came they didn't find any thing, and john wasn't here."
I didn't know what to think. So I gave them their change and I was like "I'm sure I'll be fine. Have a nice day, stay safe." They nodded and scurried out. D: All paranoid and s**t. I kinda got scared too, and like..nothing happened.
So..like the week went on, nothing happened.
Two weeks passed, nada.
Then like..one day, I was there, and it was dark as hell. I was just there sitting on a stool, flipping through a magazine. It was all dusty and freaking old.
I heard some one open a door, and I look at the front door, no one was there, and I didn't recall hearing the bell ring. Next thing I know there's this guy standing in front of me. He smells dirty, like he hasn't taken a bath in years. He had a coat over him, his flesh brown with dirt. He looked like a bum. And he just stares at me. I look around then force a smile.
I'm like.."Hello..can I help you Sir?"
He just stared..and stared. I felt weird. So I stood. And I repeated my self. "Can I help you Sir?"
He laughed and he said "I'm John, this is my store. Get out. I didn't hire you, and I don't want you here."
So I open my mouth, about to reply, and the chick that did hire me, came up behind him. She was in a navy business suit, and shes like "John, I hired her."
They started arguing, and he glared at me and walked out, back to a door that I never noticed before. D: She muttered a sorry and walked off with him.
So later she came back and she was like.."He's been away for afew years, he got into some..trouble..and made a mess."
I didn't know what to say. So I stayed quite.
She kept staring at the door, then turned to face me. "Don't be afraid, and don't mention any thing about John. Or you won't work here..or any where..ever again."
I swallowed hard, and nodded. "I won't. I-I don't even know him, and he's none of my business." I managed out.
She smirked and nodded. "Good, let's keep it that way. Oh..and if he comes around again, please ignore him. Don't even talk to him, don't look at him, just do your work."
Next thing I know the front door opens, the bell rings and a bunch of little kids come in.
They get their 50 cent chips, and a candy, all of them buying the same thing. I smile and bag their food, giving them back their change.
She just stared at them, as if she was hungry. D:
So they leave, and she stalks to the front door, watching them take off.
I sigh, and pull on a sweater.
She comes back and just looks me up and down, turns her nose up and walks away. (Snotty b***h)
Afew minutes after, I hear screams, sounds like the kids from earlier.
Out of instinct I walked to the secret door, where the screams come from, but before I make it even half way, John comes out, his hands bloody. He looks cleaner, from his face, besides the blood spots on his shirt and pants.
He wipes his hands on his white wifebeater. "Don't mind the noise, were watching a movie, Marge said you can leave early, so get your stuff and leave." He moved, and shut the door hard behind him, the screams never leaving.
I backed away and rushed to the counter, getting my purse. He stood right behind me, and i turned to face him, trying not to look afraid. I force another fake smile, and try to side step. He stays still, staring at me hard.
I'm like "Excuse me." And he moved back, walks me to the door. But before he opens it, he reaches up, and pokes my cheek. "Hey..girl if you say any thing..I'll visit you and your family some night. See you tomorrow."
He opened the door, and I walked out, trying not to walk to fast or too slow.
Then I woke up.
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