Friday, 8 November 2013

Flash fiction halloween


Flash Fiction Halloween

It was a dark, dreary night on the 30th October Mary was in her room after she had been shopping, she has a real passion for Halloween so she bought this plant that she thought was traditional for Halloween. Mary was staring at the plant in excitement she thought she would name it and decided on the name Ripper.

It was a dusky night, Mary was just getting off to sleep and feeling super excited for Halloween the next day. She started hearing voices calling “Mary, Mary, Mary talk to me” she was so confused and didn’t have a clue where it was coming from. Mary falls fast asleep…

It’s the 31st October (what does that mean) it’s Halloween! Mary flew up out of her bed but little did she know it was Ripper that was calling her last night. Ripper starts to move across the room just as Mary goes downstairs.  She had slept all through the day ready for the electrifying night of Halloween. Knock, knock, knock! Mary answers the door “Trick or Treat” shrieks children at the door, Ripper heard the noise instantly any sound of children and he awakes.

Mary heard the noise coming from her bedroom so up she sneaked, as she approached her door there was crashing, banging and thumping noises coming from there. Normally Mary isn’t anxious about Halloween but this whole situation was petrifying her. She heard somebody say “Mary FEED ME” it was all so confusing Mary pushed open her door to find Ripper going absolutely crazy.

She was gobsmacked to see what was going on, meanwhile the children at the door were still waiting for their sweets. Ripper had now escaped and was on his way to the door, he had taken a chunk out of Mary’s leg just to get through. He was now staring directly at the poor children, using his powers he sucked the children from outside the house to inside his plant.

The children screeched and bellowed for help but nobody could do anything in time, the children were swallowed up in one go never ever to be seen again.

As for Mary she was deserted upstairs surrounded by a pool of blood, Marys parents had just stumbled through the door listening to the cries of Mary. Ripper was enjoying his supper of flesh he reached for her mum eagerly trying to bite her arm, Mary’s dad ran to the kitchen and picked up the biggest knife he could find.

Mary’s mum is frantically trying to pull away from Ripper, and then Mary’s dad pulls out this knife from nowhere and slices Ripper to pieces. Suddenly Mary sprung to mind and he panicked about where she was, so he runs up the stairs hastily to find Mary laying there dead.

Mary had been bitten and had bled to death, with the poisonous liquid that Ripper had put into her it was too much for her little body to take.

Rest in peace Mary.

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