Fictional story Front Fence

in fiction •  7 years ago  (edited)

At night, I woke up and saw the clock at 11:55 I realized it was almost 12 o'clock at night!

I hurried to the toilet because I wanted to wet the bed. I remember the horror story I saw this morning. Most of the stories I saw devil many came out at 12 o'clock at night. I started running to my room and at exactly 12 o'clock at night!

At the time I wanted to close the bedroom door, there was a very loud voice. Yes, that's footsteps. I saw the shadow of a headless person! Oh God ... oh, wait! There was something he was carrying. Like a ball. No! Wait. More clear. OMG! What he's got is not a ball! Rather his own head. Oh, my God! His head is full of maggots, I know it's a ghost guy because he has a mustache and his eyes are prying out.

Suddenly it felt like something fell on my head. It was his hand. When I see again. The ghost does not have a hand (just have one hand, if not, how to hold his head?) Oh God, he started to approach me.

I forgot that I was holding the fallen hand. I started thinking it was his hand. I put the hand on the floor. He approached me! Oh no! Please do not wanna die ... I close my eyes. Strangely my legs could not move. The moment I opened my eyes I saw he was gone with his hand.

My legs can move again. And I prayed and went to sleep.

The next day, I told all the events I experienced to my aunt. At the time my aunt was listening, she told me something

"Tell the aunt".
"So it used to be. There was a victim of a wife's mutilation done by her own husband His head was cut off his hands cut his eyes prying. And his body was buried in this house".
I was stunned. And say "the feelings, the devil that I saw men deh?"
Me and my aunt started staring at each other.

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