Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Black Hair Withe Skin

La casa del terror

- Come! Come to this house! Here you will learn the true terror!

The man looked at the guy who was playing a whistle, trying to attract customers to its attraction of the park. The house looked like a normal house, but in the front, you could see a sign with the words "House of Terror" made with neon lights.

The man thought it was a strange house of terror, but it sounded interesting and paid the entrance.
"Good luck, mate," grinned the guy said what you see? It is a mystery.

"You should know, right? You own.

- Oh, yeah! "Laughed the other," I forgot, you're right!

The man thought the guy was crazy but said nothing and went inside.

There was a normal entry, some tables, a chair, a mirror ... did not see anything scary.

"So it will be more terrifying when something happens," he said.

walked through the house, seeing ordinary things in a house of our time: a TV, refrigerator, bathroom ... all normal, and the man began to think it was a joke of a real estate agent to sell the home.

"But I have a house, I'll buy another. Besides, I like the layout.

When the place was deserted, something caught from the ground up ... something ... I called up the nursery. I had seen before: nothing out of the non-normal, but when I came back ... ...

found his room, the room of his childhood. He brought back many memories ... never good memories. He had a good childhood, and was now well with her parents, but ... I could not remember anything good. Tried to escape from the house, but when she looked himself, saw the child he had been. I could not believe it, but it was true: he had become a child again.

But they kept trying to escape. He ran downstairs, but her mother was there in parquet, waiting. He had a knife in hand ... a knife covered with blood. Man (now as a child) are more frightened when a memory flashed through his mind: his mother being brutally beaten by his father. In fact, he knew it was false, her parents always got along well and were happy, but ... I could not escape the memory.
-Tim, finally I've done, "said his mother. Her voice startled him: it sounded crazy, hysterical ... as the voice of a murderer.

- Ma .. Mom? He asked, slowly.

- Eh? Tim? Are you here? Do not I told you that you went to your room? "She sounded like a mother again, but the boy-who-was-a-man could not breathe with relief," Why have you disobeyed me, my dear son? "She raised the knife, which slid droplets of blood from his father.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I never meant ..." he said, while trying to escape, trying unsuccessfully to calm her down.

- SHUT UP, STUPID CHILD! Cried the woman, completely insane, If you hate me, I DO THE SAME AGAIN!

under the knife with all his might, but the boy-who-was-a-time man ducked and ran in the opposite direction as fast as he could.

- Do not run away, dear children! The woman shouted again, "COME TO YOUR MOMMY!

Tim ran and ran through the house looking for the exit door. I wanted to go out and get help, call the police or something. When he arrived, tried to open it, but it was completely closed.

"Oh, are you here, my child? "Said his mother, crazed voice again," Why avoid me?

Tim ran away again, seeking the back door.

"Oh, not again," complained her mother.

"What's happening?" He thought "Why my mother is trying to kill me?"

took a detour to avoid passing through the kitchen, where the body lay stabbed his father.

"Maybe it's that I have to face him. Yes, sure that I have to face him. If I do, I can not ever escape from this accursed house "

immediately stopped halfway down the hall in front of the old black and white TV that his father had committed to preserve and that he and his mother hated. His mother did the same a few steps back. He looked intensely into his eyes.

"Oh, God ... another idiot ... "Murmured the owner as employees drew the body.



Sometimes it's okay to face the fear, face and fight. It's what we always recommend. We say that we do in any situation we find ourselves, and that's the biggest mistake of all. Because there are times when no other option but to flee.

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The original is in English, because it was for a writing class, but I've translated (which is obvious, on the other side) and I have more to my liking.
The moral is something pessimistic as could be, dear friends. But bah, I wanted to put something like that xD
My first attempt at horror story ... has been really bad ¬ ¬. It is clear that I love bags and stuff and I get lost ... But it does what good can ^ ^. The song would
This is Halloween, Marilyn Manson (who also gives Miedico original, but this ...)
Evil ... Well do not go, but will move forward. I promise! I like that I want to finish and make a nice final (though now it has left the fourth song the end is not so sad, but hey ...).
What I do is follow shortly Jake and Karin (
After the Rain ). Yes I plan on going short stories, because I intend that each "chapter" (which is not such a thing) can be read and understood only itself same, but in reality would be long ... thus do not know how to order it ¬ ¬. Set them all straight, I guess ^ ^.
Well, that was all, I hope you enjoy this attempt uu