In The Freezer

Written by: James B. Davis It's truly terrible. Just imagine it. You open up the freezer to get a Popsicle and tomorrow is Thanksgiving. You've just bought a massive Butterball Turkey for the family to eat. You close the freezer, and suddenly, you hear something from inside of it. You carefully open up the freezer, only to see your new, Butterball Turkey sitting, eating frozen hamburger meat. It leaps down from the freezer and crawls away into the dark living room before you.

You only step one foot into your living room before you slip on the smiley trail left by the Turkey's plucked, half frozen body. As you lay on the ground, you hear the rapid sound of moist legs slapping the floor. It jumps on you and tries to engulf your entire head. Your head is sucked into it's empty, headless body. Every time you pull, it grabs on tighter.

Finally, you stop, and you give in. Your face is pressed against the thawing hamburger meat left in it's stomach and you vomit. Your head is now drowning in a soup of hamburger meat and puke. You now except your fate, and you pass away from your mortal shell.

Slender Chances

Timmy's flashlight was the only light source, only a thin stream of light had to make a light source for three people. Samantha felt uneasy, the surrounding them looked alive in the wind, and one looked off color, black, and she could have sworn he saw a little bit of red too. But she disregarded it, she was tired, and felt like it was most likely her mind playing tricks on her. Timmy's light started to flicker, “No, no SHIT!” yelled Timmy as his only flashlight went out and the darkness shrouded them. Nick closed his eyes and took a deep breath “Dammit Tim, I told you to bring an extra!” yelled Nick. Timmy looked back at Samantha and Nick, “Come on, it's only a mile or so away, we can make it.” said Timmy and continued walking. All that could be heard was the crunching off leaves below them, and of course the wind, the wind was howling, not loudly, but howling, ever so softly. Samantha still felt uneasy, and even more so now. The trees again seemed to be alive again, and again she saw another oddly colored tree, but this one, this one seemed oddly shaped. And this one, it was most definitely black, and it's branches, the moved so strangely, like tendrils. And then she started thinking, why could see this tree, and nothing else. “Hey.” she said trying to get the others attention, “Guys!” she yelled, and the two looked over at her, “Look.” she said and pointed in the direction of the tree. “W-where did it go?” she said, and the two just looked at her “Where did WHAT, go?” said Nick, feeling impatient “The tree.” she said “There was a tree over there.” she said “You stopped us... to look at a tree?” he said and cocked one eyebrow. “It wasn't just a tree, it was really weird.” Nick and Timmy looked at each other, “Look, Sam, I get, it's dark and it's scary, but you know what? I want to get out of here, so let's get moving, okay?” Said Nick and walked away from Samantha.

They continued to walk all night, but never seemed to get back to the road, they where lost. “Great Timmy, we're fucking lost!” said Nick angrily

“It's not my fault!” yelled Timmy “Look, it's gonna be light soon, so lets just sleep here, okay? Till it gets light, then we'll leave and go back to the car.” said Timmy

“Fuck you, Tim.” said Nick, then walked away

“Where you going?” yelled to Tim,

“I'm going to find the car!” yelled Nick, “Then I'm leaving!”

Samantha just sat there while the boys yelled at each other, a buzzing sound in her ears, and she stared out into woods in front of her, as black filled her eyes, she fell asleep. Her dreams where filled with that tree, but it was no longer a tree, it wore a black suit, and a red tie, it's legs were impossibly long, as where it's arms and torso, but worse off all, it's head, it was white and hairless, and no face, just a blank and featureless head.

The sun was just breaking over the mountain top, not yet illuminating the ground where Timmy and Samantha lay. Slowly Timmy awoke, and there was a slight whining sound mixed with a buzzing. “Nick?” yelled Timmy and was responded to by a loud scream “NICK!” he yelled again as the screaming continued. Samantha was woken up by the screaming, “Timmy?” Samantha looked around, and met her eyes with Timmy's. “What the hell was that?” she asked “I don't know.” said Timmy as he looked back into the direction of the scream. “We need to get back to the car.” said Timmy and the two sprang up and started walking.

Samantha thought to herself about her dream, about the tall, thin, slender, man in the suit. About how he morphed from tree to man, he seemingly unraveled himself, tendrils unwrapped around him as he turned into a man and the tendrils slipped back into his back. As Samantha slowly slipped back into reality Timmy started talking “...so when we get back to car we'll call the police, tell them that he left in the middle of the night, and we couldn't find him in the morning.” and looked back at Samantha. “Uh, yeah, yeah, right.” she said “Are you okay, Sam?” asked Timmy, and quickly a shadow came over them, and Timmy ran into something and hit the ground. Samantha's face quickly turned to terror as she realized what it was. A few tendrils came from it's back and slithered across the ground toward him. It picked up Timmy and held him up to it's featureless face. “It-it's you.” said Samantha, and the tall slender thing looked to her, and even though it had no face, Samantha knew he was smiling. “Put him down!” she screamed and The slender man looked at Timmy and turned him over, head to the toward the ground “Put him down!” she screamed again and Timmy fell to the ground, his neck broke, along with a few ribs. “No!” screamed Samantha as she looked down at Timmy's limp body. Samantha slowly made her way back, as the tall man reached out, and torrent of black inky tendrils shot out of it's suit sleeve. Samantha ran as fast as she could, but it was no use, the tendrils grabbed her, one on each limb, dragged her across the ground toward him. Samantha now limp on the ground below the man, screamed as a wave of tendrils came from the man's back, and rapped around her, like a mummy in rapping. She was suffocated, as tendrils went into her mouth and filled her lungs. She stopped struggling, as her pulse stopped, and her body became like a rag doll. The tall man dropped Samantha and slipped away into last little amount of darkness, as the sun rose and filled the forest...

Very Alarming

I look at my alarm clock, it says 6:17. I then look out my window and a shadow looms over and casts into my bedroom. It's tall and slender. I close my eyes tight and reopen them. He's now standing there, he has no face, his skin is white, he's wearing a suit and tie. He tilts his head, and I wake up. I look at my alarm clock, it says 6:16.

Hiss

Written by James B. Davis

As I walked down the dark abandoned school hall way, there was a rustling sound behind me. As I looked back I saw the faintest shadow move through the door, It was small, about the size of a cat, and I immediately knew what it was. I rushed through the door and turned on my flash light. I saw the thing, sitting on an old teachers desk, it looked just like they said it did. It had huge red, almost spider like eyes, and large fangs pointing down, it had a rat like face, it's hands where like that of a rat's or human's, it had a long rat like tail, and it's body was covered in course matted black hair. It seemingly smiled with it's horrid face, it jumped down into the darkness and seemed to disappeared. I felt it rub against my leg and it bit me! I pointed my flashlight down to see blood gushing from leg. I looked up and saw the thing siting there, looking at me. It ran toward me and I ran out of the room. It tripped and hit the floor, it crawled up onto my chest and hissed. It opened it horrid mouth, revealing thousands of before unseen teeth, and that was that..

Parental Guidance

By: James B. Davis

I just lay there, looking at the closet, I wasn't going to look behind me, if I did It would kill me, I'd been seeing It for weeks, and know It was ready. My little sister was sleeping on the bed above me, she had know idea what was in the room or what It was and what It was able to do. I could hear It's claws scraping the wall, I could hear It breathing, I could smell It's foul odor, like a dead bear. My parents were downstairs, sleeping in the basement.

I could hear It take a ever couple minute but then slowly step back, like he wanted to come up slightly hesitating. It growled, like a mix between a dog and bear, such an evil sound. I was keeping the tears for falling down my face, I was keeping myself from screaming and crying, if made any sound It would creep up behind me, and kill me.

The creature finally made his evil scream and I jumped from my bed, It followed behind me, right at my back, I tripped on a toy of little sister's and fall right on my stomach. I turned around and the creature slowly crawled over top of me, I'd never seen It so vividly, It's skin was pale, his eye were a grayish black, his arms were about three feet long, as were his legs, he walked on all fours, his ripped looked nearly exposed he was skinny, It had claws four inches long each, on his hands and his feet.

I look to my side out of terror, and see my father standing in the kitchen door way. I see him take four heavy steps, toward me and It screams in hope of sending fear into of father's heart, but it sends nothing more than rage. My father grabs the It by the throat, and throws to the corner. My father then puts his foot to It's chest, to keep it from moving, I see crawl back to a corner and see my father bring down a storm of rapid punches, It falls to the ground it exhaustion, I look it a mix between horror and owe as my father put a series stomps to It's head with his bare feet, turning the creature's head into a mass of jelly.

I sit there in the corner shaking, and never blinking, my eyes wide open stay stuck to It. My father walks toward and lifts me up by the hand, my eyes still wide open and fixed on It, and he takes me to the couch “Don't look at it.” he says softly, but my eyes still are still fixed It. The sun was rising and the moon was falling, the star faded away, and the clouds illuminated pink and red...

Funny Polly

By: James B. Davis

I walked out side early in the morning, the sun was just coming up, I had head phones in, and I walked down to the mail box. There was nothing in it though, so I just walked back up to the house and on the couch, I turned on the TV, and put on my favorite TV show. The episode was season finally and left with a cliff hanger, and a rather shocking one at that. It was seven in the morning by the time the show was over, and my kids John and Annabel were waking up.

They came out, grabbed their cereal, and turned on their favorite cartoon. They ate their breakfast and went outside to play. I went to take a nap while they played outside, and I had the most horrible dreams.

I dreamed that I was in a room full of people dancing and having fun. There was a large stage in the center of the room, it had a to big pillars leading to the roof, and one huge speaker at the end of it. . All of a sudden the room went dark, a spot light appeared on the stage an almost tall silhouetted man stood on the stage alone, with a tall top hat, tall boots, and a black and white stripped suit. A microphone stand stood in front of him. “Do you like to have fun,” He yelled into the micro phone in a nasally English accent “cause I have a fun game to play!” He continued. He point straight at me and a spot lit on me. “Get him, have fun,” yelled over the micro phone “the one who brings me his head gets the prize!” he cried and every one in the room ran at me and started taring at me, and ripping me apart. I woke up in a cold sweat, “Damn.” I rubbed my face.

I walked outside and called for my kids “John? Annabel? It's time for lunch.” they came running to he door and ran past me into the house. They sat down at the dining room table and gave them their lunch, and I sat down myself to eat. “We made a new friend.” said Annabel “Oh yeah, what his name?” I said “Funny Polly.” John said “That's a strange name. Where's he live?” I asked “I don't know.” Said Annabel “Do you John?” I turned my head John “No.” He said shaking his head “Well, what's he look like?” I asked “He wares a bit tall hat, he's really tall, he wares a black and white stripped suit, and long black hair.” said Annabel, I looked at her with a half shocked look on my face “How old is he?” I asked “He's a grown up.” John interrupted “I need you NOT to talk to him any more, okay?” I said “But da...” they cried “Okay?!” I interrupted “Fine...” they both said at the same time.

I let them both go back outside, but again told them not to talk their new friend. I sat down on the couch again to watch something, but I couldn't stop think about the dream, and what the kids said, Funny Polly sounded just like the guy in my dream. I couldn't find anything to keep my mind off of it, so I went to go check on the kids. They weren't in the front yard like before. I ran to the back yard and looked around nothing, so I ran to the alley to them playing in the alley, they looked like they where talking to someone behind a garage.”Guys? You need to stay in the yard.” they didn't hear me it seemed so walked toward them, when I got to the garage they where at, no one was there, “Who were you guys talking to?” I said as I crouched down to their level. “Polly.” said Annabel “I said not to talk to him. You guys have to promise you wont talk to him anymore, okay.” I said while looking back and forth at them both, “But dad he's our friend.” Said wile frowning “I don't care, you can't talk or play with him any more, now you have to promise.” I said “Okay, dad.” They both said.

I put them to bed that night with a baby monitor in the room. “What's that for daddy?” asked Annabel “Well... I just want to make sure you guys are safe.” I said as was I was plugging in the baby monitor. I walked out of the room and went to bed. Later that night, I heard the kids laughing through the monitor, and got out of bed. I cracked open the door to see them sleeping. I closed the door and went to get a bottle of water. I opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle and saw a shadow move in the doorway. I slowly walked toward the door way that lead to the living. I saw a shadow run up the stair leading to the kids' bedroom.

I ran as fast as my legs would take me, I came into the kids' bedroom and John and Annabel were gone. I say a trail of blood lead to the closet and I slowly walked toward the closet. It opened and John feel out covered in blood, I turned around to high pitch laughter, and saw a tall man with a top hat, a black and white stripped suit, long hair, and face that looked like a skull with tight skin laid over top it. He had Annabel in his arms, he was draining the life out of her as she turned to skeletal rag doll. I jumped on the man, Annabel hit the ground hard, and he pinned me to the floor. He held up one of his hands and long claws came out of his finger tips. He dragged them across my face while laughing hysterically, the claws dug into my skin leaving five long cuts in my flesh. He turned to smoke and floated away out the window. I then heard the police running up the stairs. What did it matter, my children where dead, what else did I have? I simply let myself be dragged away, and thrown into the car.

I live in a mental hospital now, but I really don't care. I'm sitting hear in my cell and I have a bottle of bleach, I'm gonna drink it. I'm writing this so that people know my story, good by...

Snowblind

By: James B. Davis

       “I'm Michael, and this is Tommy.” I said to the old man “Where you youngsters heading?” He said “Out to the old Granite house, the people there are our grandparents, right Tommy?” “Right.” he said, while staring into oblivion (Tommy was blind), “That's quite a walk, especially in the winter, y'all need a lift, I be happy to give you one.” said the old man “Thanks, but we'd rather walk. Thanks for the offer though.” I said then walked away “You guys be careful.” he yelled as we were leaving his site, so we just waved good by.

So we set off, walking through the woods. So we walked and walked, for hours. Walking through forest, field, we even walked through a marsh, then just more woods. After many miles of walking, it started getting dark, so we pitched up camp under an oak tree. The minute Tommy got in the tent he was asleep, but I didn't sleep. All night I tossed and turned, listening to nocturnal animals run and play outside the tent. It was about dawn, and I heard a screaming, no a screeching, and a large shadow moved outside the tent. I froze from it and my heart pounded, I sat all morning with my pocket knife in my hand, until Tommy woke up, which was probably around 10:00 am. “Michael?” he said while reaching around “I'm hear, don't worry.” I said and he grabbed my wrist. He pulled himself up with my arm. “How did you sleep?” he said, I sighed “Fine.” We both got out of the tent and I gasped, “What's wrong?” said Tommy, “Nothing, I-I stubbed my toe.” that was what I said, but it wasn't the truth, the snow was pink with blood, and a deer hung in the tree with it's innards ripped out. I just told Tommy to sit while I took down the tent, then we went up the path.

All day I was looking around for bears, what else could kill a deer and hang it in a tree like that. The cliff was the scariest, which was the next path. I had to have Tommy right next to me, Tommy was always singing something, or humming a song, most of the time Black Sabbath or The Beatles, the hole time on the cliff he we was singing, he sang a whole album by The Beatles, don't know which one though, it was the one with Strawberry Fields in it, which ever one that is. So we walked along the cliff for like an hour, which was terrifying, cause Tommy could have fallen at any time.

We took a brake once we got off the cliff. We ate lunch and I heard the screeching again. I saw Tommy walking away into the woods, and a bear stood right in front of him. I slowly walked toward him, and grabbed his wrist, “Michael?” he said “Shush!” I said “Walk back, slowly.” Tommy then tripped and we ran down toward the cliff, I had to keep Tommy away from the edge, so I pushed him toward the rocks on the side. The bear was nowhere in sight, so we stopped to take our breath. We camped on the cliff, and I didn't sleep that night either, cause all night I heard things outside, scratching, hissing, and growling. It was probably about 3:00 am, when I heard the bear again, but I sounded scared, and what in god's name scares a bear. I heard the screeching again. The Bear roared in pain, I looked out the window, and saw a tall human- like figure, it stood at least eight feet tall, the head on it was huge, with a mouth, two feet wide and full of razor sharp teeth, it had claws at least six inches long, it was mostly humanoid but it had a tail, and wings unfolded from behind it's back, and it jumped right off the cliff, and then flew away, I then leaned back in the tent. And slowly fell asleep.

I was woken by Tommy screaming. He had three long cuts on his face, the same as ones on the tent, I looked out side, a long trail of blood was going down the cliff, I told Tommy that he needed to stay in the tent, I went outside, and took my pocket knife, pulled out all three blades, and tied it to a five foot stick. I raced down the cliff with my spear, I also tapped three sharp rocks to my hand. I got to the bottom, which was a thick forest, full of small animals. I looked around for the thing, then I noticed, all the animals were running in my direction, mice, frogs, bugs, all at my feet, the birds were flying in swarms above my head, then I looked in front of me, an entire herd of deer in a stampede right in front of me. I didn't have much time to think, I hind behind a tree as the deer ran around me on all sides. The animals were gone, not one fly was left in the area. I heard a crunching sound behind me, then another, and another. I could hear it breathing, I could almost feel it. The thing's hands grabbed my side of tree, I clinched my hand, and turned around, and punched the things hands, stabbing it. The creature screamed in pain, it lifted the tree right out of ground and threw it twenty feet through the air. “Shit” I ran with it following right behind me, I ran and ran and ran. I tripped on a big root and turned around to my back, I put the spear in the air. The creature stuck into the spear, I smashed the creature's face with the rocks on my hand. It went limp, I crawled from under it, panting. The thing slowly got back up behind me and grabbed my head and lifted me into the air, it turn me toward itself. The creature let out a chuckle and opened up it monstrous mouth. Three mouthed tongues came out of it's horrid maw, two of them rapped around my neck while the other just sat in front of my face, just sitting there then looked me right in the eye and opened it's mouth, I grabbed it and tore it out of the monsters mouth, the creature dropped me as blood sprayed out of it's mouth, monstrous torrents of it, and blood cover the whole area. The creature hit the ground hard, and smashed it's head on a rock, basically exploding it.

I ran up the cliff, hoping Tommy was alright. I ran and ran, nearly killing myself in the process. By the time I got there it was dusk, Tommy was still in the tent, asleep, well least that's what it seemed like. I rolled him over only to reveal a half skeletal Tommy with flesh hanging from his bones and blood covering his clothes. Tears overcame my eyes, I couldn't even see. I then looked up to see a shadow looking over the tent, I then heard a growl like mix between a bear and a wolf. The tent ripped open, I really wish I would have taken the old man's offer, I ran out of the tent the creature followed, I jumped down off the cliff, I thought for sure I was done for, then I noticed a that I was going straight for a giant lake. When I hit the water I screamed, the pain was terrible, so I swam up to the top. I crawled up onto the shore, and walked away into the woods...  

Contest Winner: I Told You So

By: Mazy Leister

"come on Alice don't be a baby." As he says this he raises the flashlight to meet my eyes. I look down at my feet to protect my eyes from the piercing light. "It just doesn't feel right,ya know?" I said this while hugging my arms around my body for warmth. Jace smirks. "What are you scared?" I look up to argue that i was not scared, but was blinded once more. He turned to look at the nature infested children's home. "I'm going in, you can just wait out here". He said this as he ran up and into the orphanage . "Dammit Jace! you can't just leave me out here !" I yell after him. As I walk up the stairs to the building I whisper to myself "You going to be sorry for making me go in this place." It was cold in the orphanage, colder then it was outside. Jace was looking at some peices of paper throne across the hall. I crouched down next to him. "You are a jerk." "I know but I'm your jerk." I could almost hear his smile. I stand up. Draging Jace with me. " Well as long as were here lets explore."I say this in the fackest existing voice I could manage. Slowly we crept from room to room finding old toys and empty bed frames. As we were searching through an old foot locker a faint almost singing sounded. Jace look at me frowning " Why are you humming?". " I'm not ." as I say this the singing grows loader. Jace's facile expression turn from shock to concern. "Are you all right?" I was about to answer, when I noticed he wasn't looking me, he was looking past me. As I turned I meet the face of what looked like a little girl, except it wasn't just a little girl. Her skin was white and shiny almost like glass. perfect ringlets of glossy black hair fell to her shoulders. Her mouth and eyes were unmoving but, yet some how giggling still escaped from her painted on lips. Jace must have not noticed because he still was asking questions. "What's your name?" giggling through her answer she said "My name is Isabell." She tilted her head in my direction and then took off down the hallway . Jace sprinted after her yelling after me to follow . After a few minutes of chasing we came to a door that was open but only slightly. A light shone through the crack. Jace said something to me but I couldn't hear because of the blood rushing pass my ears. Adrenaline and blood lust pumping through my body. I had to bite my lip to stop my self from laughing. God I love this feeling. He was crouched down in front of the porcelain girl. As he reached to touch the girls arm, I pick up a piece of glass. I rub my finger along the serrated edge drawing blood. A smile makes its way to my face. I grab a fitful of Jaces hair pulling his head back to meet my eyes. i wanted to watch as the life left his eyes. Smiling down at him taking the piece of glass and sliding it across his throat. a gurgle escaped form his mouth and a giggle escapes from mine. My dolly is laughing to. "Isabell your all dirty." I say giggling. her white skin was stained red with blood. "Alice can i get a new dress this one is ruined?" "Really Isabell, I get you a new dress every month you don't have to ask." Another giggle leaves my lips. " I told you you'd be sorry." 

Creeping Joe

By: James B. Davis

My name is Ash, I am 14, and I am a psychic. I have been psychic ever since I can remember, and people always bother me, ask me to tell them their future, or to read their mind. But lets get to the point, our story begins, in Spokane, Washington...

It was July 4^th, 2013 and me and my family were watching the fire works, when we got separated, we agreed to meet at the fountain down town if we got separated, so that's ware I went. I rushed to the fountain, moving through people, getting pushed around, I fell a couple times. I got to the fountain, I looked around for my dad or my mom, I saw neither of them, so I waited and waited.

I sat there on a bench, for almost three hours, when a girl, with blonde hair, blue eyes, about my same age, walked up to me. She asked if I was who I was, I told her I was, she asked if I could look into her future. I figured it wouldn't hurt, so I put my hand on the top of her head and closed my eyes. I saw her walking in the woods and sleeping under a tree, but that's when something else got into my head, I saw something terrible crawling on the ground, it looked like a man with gray skin and no hair. When I saw this I jolted back. She asked what was wrong, I said “Nothing Alice, nothing at all.” she asked “ How do you know my name.” I simply said “ I'm Psychic.” she laughed at that, god she had a horrible laugh.

I talked to Alice for a couple hours, then she walked away, but she would be back, but we'll talk about that later. I walked around the park near the fountain for awhile, kicking pine cones around, even got some food at a cart. But after awhile I got a flash in my mind, a flash of a gray face with no hair at all, the same face as when I looking into Alice's future, that's when I went back to the fountain. I sat at the same bench as before, still waiting for my family. I got another flash in my mind, this of that creature run toward me on all fours. I nearly fell on my face, I shook so much from that while it happened. I sat there for awhile shaking, I wished my family would get there.

I got a long picture in my mind of me and my family, I was melting. I flipped the hell out, jumped out of the bench and bumped into some people, I told them was sorry, not that that meant anything to them. I wanted to get the hell out there. So I ran into the street and into the tall buildings around me.

That's when a ran into Alice again. She asked what was wrong and ware I was going, I told her “I'm getting the hell out of here!” she ran after me. I ran into an alleyway with a dead end, Alice was right behind me again. She asked what was wrong. I told her something was after me, I told her what it looked like, and that was all I knew.

Something crawled down the side of the building, it was looked like everything I saw in my mind. It's eyes glowed like purple torches, it's nails dragged across the ground making sounds like screaming children, and it jumped on me clawing my face. I picked out a long metal pipe, and hit the creature on the back, it fell and squirmed on the ground. It jumped on me again, and put his hand on my head. I saw the creature as a man, he shot someone in the head, the man's brothers put him in sack, and threw him off a bridge. It was under that bridge that he here turned into Creeping Joe, and he killed the brothers of that man.

So I learned that that creature's name was Creeping Joe, and that I wanted to kill me for some reason.

So I grabbed the metal pipe again and bashed Creeping Joe in the back, I got back up and started pounding Creeping Joe with that pipe till his insides were his outsides. Alice was there the whole time, I didn't even know, she stood there, with a blank look on her face. I walked out the alleyway.

It sun rise when my family finally got to the freaking fountain. So we all got into the car, I was pissed. I asked why it took so long, my mom said “We didn't remember ware it was that we gonna meet.” she laughed for some reason, I didn't find anything about that funny. I still know Alice, and I still haven't seen Creeping Joe again, and I hope not to...

Pink Jeff

By: James B. Davis

We've all seen Jeff the Killer right? And we've all seen Smile Dog, maybe even Smile Jeff, but I'm sure almost no one has seen Pink Jeff, or at least seen and told the story. It's an image of Jeff the Killer with pinkish eyes, and if you look at it for to long, look right into his eye's, you can't stop looking. And after awhile, you'll go insane, he come for you. Very few have lived to tell the tale, I'm one of the few, so lets start the story.

It was late 2012, in the mouth of October, near Halloween. I came across a website called Strange and Wonderful (I'll never go back to that website, I've heard other bad stories about it), I was reading articles about many strange things, when I came across an article simply titled Smile Dog. It was neat legend about an image of a dog that's smiling with human teeth, and if look at it a lot, you get killed by smile dog or something like. But after that article, I came across an article about an old news paper from 2010, that only five copies of it where sold, because of the strange image that was put in by accident. The image was Pink Jeff, any one who read the news paper died a day later. So as I read and reached the bottom of the page, there was image of Pink Jeff. I quickly scrolled by this image, I got nervous when seeing it. So I kept reading.

The article was very interesting, and when I finished it at the very bottom, there was Pink Jeff again. So I tried to scroll up again, but the screen was frozen. I looked closely, I saw that the image was getting slowly bigger. It was weird, but the eyes kind of looked like they where moving super slowly. Finally the image took up the entire screen, I don't know why I kept looking, it was like I was in a trance, so after a minute of staring, the screen flashed from the image to a white blank screen, it changed about ten times every second, then it stopped. There just an image of Pink Jeff just sitting there. Then I heard a loud banging behind me, and I looked over my shoulder, and nothing was there. I looked back at the screen, and it was an image of a boy standing in a long hallway with his head to the ground. Then he looked up at me, his eyes where pink, and he was holding a knife that was dripping red. He was standing in a puddle of blood, he slowly moved toward me, then it sounded like a slow drum beat was play, it got louder and louder, then the boy came to running speed and my computer screen cracked. His knife scrapped on the inside screen, he mouthed some words, I couldn't hear it, then subtitles came on the top of the screen, written in red letter “GO TO SLEEP” my blood ran cold, and leaned back in my chair. The boy looked right at me, it was Pink Jeff, he stabbed the inside of the screen and I heard laughing, it came from behind me, I looked over my should and Pink Jeff was standing right behind me.

I launched from my chair, and grabbed a baseball bat and threw it at Pink Jeff and he jumped out the window. I ran to the closet and got in, I slept there all night, I woke up at 10:00 am. I got out and grabbed the bat off the ground I walked into the kitchen and there was something written in blood on wall, it said “YOU WIN... THIS TIME.” so I drove away in my car, and drove to a hotel. I checked in and slept there for three day, and then went back to my car and drove home. I got on the computer and started writing this, I've been paranoid for three now, and I'm considering getting rid of my computer. I don't know though, I might keep it, and keep warning people of Pink Jeff, but all I know is, he out there, and he's watching all of us.