Synopsis: Frankie is a Orphan. He isn't good looking or intelligent. He is a very average teenager. The only remarkable trait of his is his daredevil personality. He can never say no to a dare. Then one day his best friend Kris dares Frankie to spend the night in a abandon haunted house. Which he of course accepts. Only to find out two things. Demons are real and he is going to need a miracle to survive a night in this house.
Chapter one: Demons
"I love you mom," says a eager young Carrie crawling into her bedsheets.
I walk over to my daughters bed with the biggest smile I can manage, upon my face.
"I love you Pumpkin, sleep tight." I grab her blanket and wrap it around her warm body. I can tell she is happy being tucked into bed tonight. I have never seen a child smile so wide. I kiss her forehead gently and turn to go down stairs and shower before I hear Carrie's musical voice pipe up.
"Mommy?"
"Yes, Pumpkin?"
"When's daddy coming home," She asks. Her voice trembles like she just asked something wrong. Wondering why she is acting so sketchy, I approach her bedside once more.
"Daddy will be home later tonight. Why? What's the matter?"
"Because I heard you crying last night mommy. When I took a midnight trip to the potty. I hope you know I love you," She crawls out from under the covers and wraps me in a tight embrace. Well as tight as my six year old daughter can manage. I manage to hold back tears as I hug Carrie back. Seems like I'm becoming a professional at not showing emotion. Well, maybe not so much if Carrie heard me last night.
"Your so smart, baby" I tell her. She lets me go and sits on her bed. Legs folded like she is sitting in her classroom.
"Mommy knows you love her," I assure her, "But, things our rough on me and Daddy right now, but lucky for you, you have strong parents and we will get through this. I love you Pumpkin." I wrap her up in another hug before tucking her back into her bed.
"Go to sleep my little care bear." I get up and turn to leave once more.
"Mommy?"
I stifle a laugh and turn back towards my daughter. "Yes?"
"Will you please leave the door open tonight," Carrie asks?
"Sure babe." I leave the door open and walk out. I manage to make it a couple feet into the hallway before I hear her voice once more.
"Mommy?"
"Yeah,' I bellow.
"Will you also leave the potty light on?"
This month our electricity bill was pretty high. I really shouldn't. Larry wouldn't be happy if I let her.
"Yes sweetie, I will."
I flip around and walk to the bathroom and flip the light on.
"Good night baby, don't let the bed bugs bite.
I'm down in my bathroom. Taking one of the longest showers of my life. Thinking about what miracles we will need to make it through the next month. I can't keep living paycheck to paycheck. It's not good for me or the rest of the family. Speaking of family. I wonder where my husband is.
I sit down on one of the build in seats in the shower. Gods greatest invention for sure and begin to shave my legs. I called Larry's work earlier tonight. He was supposed to be off around eight. It was around ten before I hoped in the shower. Was he off cheating with Monica again? Or is he off getting totally wasted with his boys? Either way, Larry's getting his ear nagged off tonight.
CREEEEEECK. I hear the bathroom door open. Oh perfect timing for Larry to come home.
"If you even try to hop in this shower with me mister I'm going to chop off your penis."
No answer.
Back upstairs in the cold dark room, Carrie's scared. She can hear her mommy in the shower and knows that if she yells to her, to tell her what's in the closet the monster will hop out and eat her. Carrie's facing the wall. Eyes wide open, tireless. Back to the monster hoping it will just go away. It does this every night. He says if she tells he'll kill all of them in the house.
Carrie begins to sob. From the closet she hears it's deep throat laughter. Like a animal. She realizes now that no matter what she does the monster is going to eat her and her family. Carrie doesn't want to die.
"MOMMY! HELP!" Carrie screams leaping for her bed. Running to her only protector.
The demon leaps from the closet and grabs Carries little body and throws her to the ground. Carries is crying and screaming. Leg snapped from the impact to the ground.
"Good bye, little Carrie," The Demon says. In the last second of her life Carrie screams. The Demons claws tear threw her throat cutting short her cry for her mommy.
I hear my daughter scream.
"Larry, go check on your daughter!" I begin to hurry and wash the shampoo from my eyes. Carrie is screaming and crying now.
"Larry god damn it," I bellow and yank back the shower curtain. Standing maybe two inches away from me is a creature of unimaginable horror. Body like a man but gray. Thick, black, tangled shoulder length hair and eyes. Big black and soulless eyes.
"CARRIE!"
The Demon laughs. Showing his sharp menacing teeth. The demon lunges for me. I throw my arms up but to no effect. The demon's jaw clamp's tight around my throat and I can feel my life ending. I can hear my baby crying from the other room. My last thought before eternal darkness is I hope this beast didn't murder my babies.
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