The Boy on the Ice
It all started when I was bored, reading creepypasta on the web. I decided to go to bed, and knowing how cold it was outside, and the fact we were supposed to get a lot of rain tonight, I was sort of bummed. Another boring day at school, I thought. While I was asleep, there was a gentle pitter-patter of rain falling from the dark, ominous clouds above my apartment. And believe me, I was only asleep for about what I'd say was a couple hours, until I heard a large crack of thunder, causing me to be startled awake. And being me, the little scared boy I was, I just clutched the covers up around me, so the noise wouldn't be loud. But the rain only seemed to get a little quieter. The next day, I got ready for school, and the usual. But when I got to school, the field next to the playground had police tape around a small portion of the normally-wet parts of the field. Since it was very cold, the watery parts were frozen over. I walked over, and I gazed in absolute horror.
What I saw in front on me then and there, was a child, no older than 10, with his head completely cracked open, blood dried on the ice. I almost puked at the grisly scene. Apparently a gang of bullies thought it was funny to shove a little kid around on the ice. I hoped those bullies got their entrails ripped out and tied around their necks. But they already started getting mentally-harassed. No one knew where exactly the other bullying was coming from. Some suggested it was cyber-bullying, some say they just started going insane. Me? I'm very interested in the paranormal, so I think it may be something out of this world. The fact it started happening the day after the murder made my theory even stronger. The next day, one of the kids was swatting at the air like he was trying to get rid of a fly, but I didn't see any flies in our classroom. I started to believe my theory more and more every day. About a week forward, one of the kids had a deep laceration on his back that looked like it came from a knife, but I know what knives can do, after all, I'm the one that did it—oh, did I just spill the beans? Hehehe. You're next.
Credited to Pastareader123
Originally uploaded on January 9, 2012
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