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Tales to tell.
'Long ago stories had been shared about a boy who lived in the village of Houston ,He was antisocial and not too known. His family abandoned him and He was left in a basement for a day as punishment. One night His family went out and never returned home. No one knows what happened to them...And that boy stayed in the basement for days. Until the police showed up to investigate the house. That boy was never to be found, But on a dark moonlight night, if you look to hard into the basement window, you see Percy staring at you through the round window. Or sometimes on a full moon Percy can be found sitting on his bedroom bed , looking at you with his bloody face. '
"ohhkayyyyyy, ohkayyy enough with the stories" said Mrs Jackson to her grandmother. "It's just a story" replied mama emalda.
The Jackson family are people who live in Houston...Mama emalda has lived there since birth. She was known to be one of Percy's close friends and was warned about his disappearing.
It's been 30 years now since Percy disappearing, it's almost hard to recognize him as a grown man.
One day Mrs, and Mr Jackson set foot in the foster home to adopt a new boy into the family.
four year old Perceous Jackson has been welcomed into the family.
When Perceous arrived at the Jackson's house , everyone welcomed him. But mama E was very suspicious about his name and the activity he has been engaged in, such as going to visit the old house where Percy lived. On a late night Perceous will sit on a near branch by the old house and stare at the moonlight. His parents didn't know that such was going on. However mama would stare at him and he would give a creepy smile that sends shivers down her spine. Perceous reminded mama about her old friend who disappeared 30 years ago.
Mama had a feeling that something was wrong with that boy, So she opened up to her daughter and told her so.
"mom , your friend disappeared 30 years ago, this has nothing to do with Perceous" said Mrs Jackson.
"well ok. But don't forget I warned you" said mama in a worried voice.
It was a dark night and the moon was covered by the clouds, all the owls hooted to the moonlight. Everyone was asleep except for Perceous, that's when he decided to take a walk down the dark road to the old abandoned house. There were spiders and cubwebs all over and mice running across the floor. The wooden door slowly opened and there was a doll to be seen on the couch. Not just any regular doll , but the eyes were bulging out , and scratches all over its face. In the corners of the house were rag dolls that looked brand new and an old music box was playing a Lula by. Perceous was not scared at all, he wanted to hurry back to his house so he snatched the doll and left.
The next day Perceous woke up excited and energetic about his doll. He thought about telling his parents, but it was a voice that said no, keep me a secret. Perceous was scared but wanted to keep his doll. He held the doll and looked all over it for it's owner, but nothing was written, except for this strange name.'percy'.
Perceous kept the doll in his closet, but every night the doll would be found on the rocking chair, looking at him while he sleeps. Everytime that Perceous stares at the doll for too long it eyes would become blood red.
"son, come for your dinner" shouted Mr Jackson.
Perceous then ate his dinner and came back upstairs , meeting his door slantly open and Percy sitting on the rocking chair. The lights switched off magically then the doll appeared on the bed. An old country music began playing out of nowhere. The boy got scared and ran downstairs to his parents, but the only thing he could see were rag dolls of his family members with buttoned eyes. Perceous ran like a cheetah out of the house in speed of wind..He heard a clock ticking in his head and every second it would hit the hour. There was no escape for him, the streets did not look familiar and it looked like he was trapped in a cell. It was dark all over and not a thing to be seen.
"Percy
ous!
Percy
ous!"
Shouted the doll.
But when Perceous saw the doll walking up the hill , He fainted under the moonlight.
A blanket of darkness covered the city, thunder
bursted out as if the God's were angry and lightning danced across the sky.
"The city is now a trashed place and legends say, who ever takes a visit there gets turned into ragdolls and will never escape." Whispered
Agatha.
"seriously mom , another one of your storys?" shouted her daughter Mary.
It was another tale to tell.
The End.
© @dime
"ohhkayyyyyy, ohkayyy enough with the stories" said Mrs Jackson to her grandmother. "It's just a story" replied mama emalda.
The Jackson family are people who live in Houston...Mama emalda has lived there since birth. She was known to be one of Percy's close friends and was warned about his disappearing.
It's been 30 years now since Percy disappearing, it's almost hard to recognize him as a grown man.
One day Mrs, and Mr Jackson set foot in the foster home to adopt a new boy into the family.
four year old Perceous Jackson has been welcomed into the family.
When Perceous arrived at the Jackson's house , everyone welcomed him. But mama E was very suspicious about his name and the activity he has been engaged in, such as going to visit the old house where Percy lived. On a late night Perceous will sit on a near branch by the old house and stare at the moonlight. His parents didn't know that such was going on. However mama would stare at him and he would give a creepy smile that sends shivers down her spine. Perceous reminded mama about her old friend who disappeared 30 years ago.
Mama had a feeling that something was wrong with that boy, So she opened up to her daughter and told her so.
"mom , your friend disappeared 30 years ago, this has nothing to do with Perceous" said Mrs Jackson.
"well ok. But don't forget I warned you" said mama in a worried voice.
It was a dark night and the moon was covered by the clouds, all the owls hooted to the moonlight. Everyone was asleep except for Perceous, that's when he decided to take a walk down the dark road to the old abandoned house. There were spiders and cubwebs all over and mice running across the floor. The wooden door slowly opened and there was a doll to be seen on the couch. Not just any regular doll , but the eyes were bulging out , and scratches all over its face. In the corners of the house were rag dolls that looked brand new and an old music box was playing a Lula by. Perceous was not scared at all, he wanted to hurry back to his house so he snatched the doll and left.
The next day Perceous woke up excited and energetic about his doll. He thought about telling his parents, but it was a voice that said no, keep me a secret. Perceous was scared but wanted to keep his doll. He held the doll and looked all over it for it's owner, but nothing was written, except for this strange name.'percy'.
Perceous kept the doll in his closet, but every night the doll would be found on the rocking chair, looking at him while he sleeps. Everytime that Perceous stares at the doll for too long it eyes would become blood red.
"son, come for your dinner" shouted Mr Jackson.
Perceous then ate his dinner and came back upstairs , meeting his door slantly open and Percy sitting on the rocking chair. The lights switched off magically then the doll appeared on the bed. An old country music began playing out of nowhere. The boy got scared and ran downstairs to his parents, but the only thing he could see were rag dolls of his family members with buttoned eyes. Perceous ran like a cheetah out of the house in speed of wind..He heard a clock ticking in his head and every second it would hit the hour. There was no escape for him, the streets did not look familiar and it looked like he was trapped in a cell. It was dark all over and not a thing to be seen.
"Percy
ous!
Percy
ous!"
Shouted the doll.
But when Perceous saw the doll walking up the hill , He fainted under the moonlight.
A blanket of darkness covered the city, thunder
bursted out as if the God's were angry and lightning danced across the sky.
"The city is now a trashed place and legends say, who ever takes a visit there gets turned into ragdolls and will never escape." Whispered
Agatha.
"seriously mom , another one of your storys?" shouted her daughter Mary.
It was another tale to tell.
The End.
© @dime
