The Little Ones
My name is Jason. I live in the town of Riverbanks, Kentucky. A town with a huge history of war and settlers. Specifically how the natives from India came here and settled here until the U.S. soldiers killed them all in war. You might all think that this is a stereotypical story about the Indian burial ground that haunts the land. But Instead of turning into ghosts, they turned into something much more horrifying.
It all started when my friend Chris gave me a call and said that he wanted to hang out. So I came and sure enough he was there. We hung out and did some stuff, and it was fine until I heard a little scampering in his basement.
I shrugged it of as some mice. But the strange thing was the footsteps, they didn’t sound like tapping but instead flapping sounds like a fish on a sidewalk. We got suspicious and went down into his basement, we saw little things scampering around the floor. Its when we got closer that we got a little scared. they seemed to have webbed feet, with pointy ears, big eyes and a grin. Kinda like Sableye from Pokemon.
When we shined our flashlight on them, they screamed a scream like Marx’s soul from Kirby, and tackled Chris. I was horrified at the sight I saw, not only was my best friend being attacked by a swarm of little creatures, but he was screaming to death at the same time. then they all scampered into a small door. Chris wasn’t dead but looked beaten.
To help him I took him up to his couch and laid him there. I was curious of the small door, so I took knife and went down there into the basement and opened it. Oh god... oh GOD, it was horrible. In that room where hundreds of them all around going in and out of a HUGE one with pudgy eyes.
Then they all stopped and looked at me. They had the stare to a hunter ready to beat me to death. Then the all attacked me, they slapped me, they bit me, they hurt me in any way fashionable.
But then one of them was CHRIS, and he backed of all of them and said to me, “We are the little ones, don’t be scared, you’ll love it,”. Then everything blacked out. Now I am a little one. Forced to travel from house to house to steal the body of people and make more little ones. Well I'm sorry, but we chose you next, don’t be afraid, you’ll love it.
Credited to TheLostEpisodeManAndMore
Originally uploaded on September 11, 2012
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