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I'm dangerous like a fire in the nursing home
Old people burning, old people burning (Put your hands up)
Old people burning, old people burning (That's kind messed up)
I have been working on this horror story for a while, tell me youre thoughts and some suggestions!
Since I was a child I was always interested in horror stories, whether it was ghosts, demons, vampires, devils, etc. But I had never really encountered anything, which made me doubt that the stories were true, but recently there have been some strange goings on.
A few months ago a kid that I knew, he was my neighbor infact, went missing. No trace of him was found, not until a couple days ago atleast, I was out jogging in a forest near my house (it has many paths and goes for a few miles in each direction) when I stumbled on a shack where people were gathered, intrigued I went to see what the fuss was about. Inside was a body, it hadn't started stinking, so everyone knew it happened recently, but who was it? One of the people there said he knew who it was, and sure enough it was that kid who went missing.
It was obvious that he had died recently, so people started looking around for the killer, who was not likely to be there. After a few hours the cops came and took peoples accounts. Nothing was found on the body, no prints, no physical cause of death. I went home and on the way passed by the house of the kid, I saw a car in the driveway, so I went and knocked on the door, to give my condolences to the parents. When his father answered I swear I saw a child running up the stairs which was just on the other side of the dad. Of course the kid had been an only child, so I asked the father if he had seen anything recently. He looked me in the eyes and asked me in.. I sat on the couch and he took the nearby chair, he just stared at me for a few minutes, then I asked him again, if he had seen anything relating to his son recently. He said he'd been awoken last night by toys going off in his sons room, of course this peaked my interest.
After a talk with him, and telling him about the body in the shack, I left and went home, while leaving the porch I looked back at the livingroom window, to see a childs face looking at me, I couldn't distinguish features on it, but could tell by the size it belonged to a child. Spooked, I went home and called my friend and went out with him that night. I came home drunk, and went straight to bed, at about 2:30 or so I was awoken by a scream across the street, I looked over at the family's house who had lost their son, and saw a light on, only one. I went back to sleep thinking it was nothing.
I awoke again, but late in the morning this time, and went outside after some coffee and toast, went to collect the paper and looked up and saw that same light on in the house, I went over and knocked, no answer, I knocked again and still no answer, I was spooked by now, and thinking about that scream I had heard last night, I went home and carried out my usual routine. That night I looked over at their house again, to see a figure in the window with the light on, it was small, like a child's. I went over and knocked loudly, asking if anyone was home, seeing the car in the driveway I figured there was. Still no answer, I being too scared to break in and see what was going on, called my friend and asked him to do it with me, after some coercing he finally agreed. We go some tools and tried to open a window, it was easier than I thought, and we went in, it was completely dark and we couldn't find any lights.
I mentioned the light that was in the upstairs that I saw was on, and we agreed to go check it out. When we went up the stairs they creaked and moaned, scaring us at first, but when we got to the top we saw a closed door, with light a soft yellow light coming out of the cracks. We tried the door to find it locked, we grabbed some tools and finally got it open, when we went in we saw the father hanging by a rope. He had killed himself, we found the mother sitting in the connecting bathroom, she was in the tub, which was full of a red tinted water. Me and my friend had seen enough by then and decided to leave, we ran down the stairs as fast as we could, when we got out of the door we both could have sworn we heard a small voice saying, "bye bye".
The next day I packed up and moved away, far away.