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Sunday, 9 November 2008

Short Horror Story Winner is Harry Godfrey!

We had lots of excellent stories to choose from, but this was the scariest. Well done Harry, pick up a prize from the library after school on Monday.

The Shadows

One day, many years ago, a girl called Katie moved house and she got the attic room of the new house. They had old-fashioned wooden floors, and chandeliers. Her bed was soft and the room was warm.
So there was nothing wrong with the room, in fact, it was perfect, so she snuggled up, and tried to get to sleep.
Then, all of a sudden she heard very strange murmurs and faint laughing, she bolted up, and there were tens of dark, blotchy shadows in front of her, they had no faces, just the shape of a head, and the rest went straight down, she was very frightened.
“Who are you? Can you play with us?” the shadows asked happily, as if nothing was happening.
“My name is Katie Shaw, w…w…w what games do you play? Hide and Seek?”
“We play with axes and guns and knives!” the shadows voices went higher pitched. “Do, you play with axes?”
“No, not at all”
The shadows closed in and they all had inky guns and knives and swords. Katie feared for her life, and she hugged her teddy, she started to cry.
Then, all of the shadows laughed and fluttered around, throwing knives and shooting each other, loads of thick purple blood fell all over her face, she screamed, the shadows made weird noises.
“Would you like to know of our daddy?” the shadows said. “He was an axe murderer, he snatched us from our mummies, and then took us to this house, there were lots of us to start with, but then every night, he would chop us up and eat us in stew, he pretended our blood was raspberry juice, and sold our blood. Our daddy liked us though, he HUNG himself for us so he could meet us again. When he found us in hell, he tied us up in boxes, and threw us here, we needed a host, YOU FIT THE BILL!”
Then in a shock of black and red ink and blood the shadows flew in through her mouth, ears and nose her eyes widened and black ink fell from the inside of her eyes, as if she was drowning in the gooey black liquid.
“We are only PLAYING” the shadows said through gritted teeth, they made her cheeks go black and her veins were so visible as they had sucked up her skin.
Her eyes shone a bright red, then the same night, she found a rusty axe, chopped up her parents and ate the pieces. The police found her dead the next day, hung by a chain, just like her daddy…

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