Scary Story

Sean Demme

10.31.12

English 1510

Scary Story Wednesday

                It was late and he was on his way back from the library. The whole way home he felt something was following him – he was skeptical like that. He checked his watch; it was 10:20pm. Out of nowhere he started to hear grumbling; not like a bear or any mammal. It was a grumble he had not recognized – so loud he could feel it in his gut. He turned around; a quick sharp pain struck him.

                He let out a sigh of relief to find that it was just his stomach, he was starving. Now sweating, and a little shaken from what had just happened, he picked up the pace just in time to notice that his shoe was untied. With no desire to slow down and let whatever was following catch him, he continued to speed up. At Morton hill he knew he would be able to escape – running downhill he could surely get away. Fast and faster he ran until he realized that his thick, non-athletic legs couldn’t keep up. Like a classic cartoon he tripped over his laces and ate it. Hard! He was embarrassed, but excited that nobody had seen him fall, he hoped.

                At this point he had realized how skeptical he was being.” Nobody is there!” he continued to tell himself and reassured himself by looking. He was right nobody was there. He heard the grumbling again – knowing that the dining halls were closed he headed towards the Grab n’ Go. He’d get a sub and head home to bandage up his injuries. After rounding the corner at Shivley he reached the Grab n’ Go doors.  As he reached for the doors and he noticed he had cracked his watch, underneath the cracks was the real horror though. His cracked watch read 10:31pm. THE GRAB N’ GO CLOSED AT 10:30! It was Top Ramen and leftover Taco Bell Verde sauce for him. “Happy Halloween…” he though – this was the real horror story.