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Flaremon
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Original poster
This is going to be the first story of a horror series similar to kiddie short-horror-stories like Goosebumps and Are You Afraid of the Dark? Please review and offer both your positive and negative reviews/criticism.
Thank you, and enjoy your impending doom.
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"It's going to rain," I said, as the air got colder. "Hurry up and finish eating!"
Kwan pushed away his bowl of porridge. He was my younger brother, always arguing with everyone.
"I don't want to go home," he moaned. "There's nothing to do."
Kwan looks like me, only I'm twelve and he's ten, and I'm skinny and he isn't.
My little sister Charmaine pulled a face. She was chewing on a prata.
"There is!" she said. "My new computer game."
Charmaine is nine. She looks more like Mum, with big eyes and long hair. Everyone says how pretty she is.
"Stop fighting," I told them. That's the trouble with being the eldest. Mum and Dad keep making me responsible for the others. "Let's go!"
I led the way to where our bikes were leaning, on the fence not far from the mall. We packed our towels and swimming costumes into our baskets.
"It will take us twenty minutes to ride home," I calculated. "I hope we can beat that storm."
"Leng, let's take the short cut!"
Kwan pointed to a track which led into the trees behind the beach. It wasn't really a jungle, just a lot of trees and bushes on a small hill. And I knew the main road was on the other side.
"You're not allowed!" Charmaine protested.
"Who said?!" demanded Kwan.
I tried to make peace. As I would soon find out, it was the worse thing I ever did in my life!
"Kwan's right. We could save ten minutes," I said. "Otherwise we have to go all the way back through the car park."
"But it looks scary!" Charmaine looked so frightened that I put my arm around her shoulder.
"Why are girls always like that?" chided Kwan.
If only I'd listened to Charmaine!
"Come on..." I started to ride along the rocky track away from the mall. I glanced out to sea. The cloud was much closer and the ships had disappeared behind a curtain of rain.
As we drew nearer the trees, they seemed a lot bigger. We had never been along this path before. Come to think of it, I'd never seen anyone else going this way either.
We had just cycled into the shadowy trees when the first drops of rain fell. Big, cold splashes that stung my hot skin.
"We're going to get wet," grumbled Kwan.
"You were complaining how hot you were on the beach," I reminded him.
"Leng, let's go back and wait at the mall," pleaded Charmaine. "It's creepy in here!"
"There's nothing to worry about," I called back.
After all, it was broad daylight.
The mall was only a few yards behind us.
And the main road was just up ahead through the trees.
What could possibly go wrong, I asked myself. Hah, stupid question!
The path became narrower. And darker. And the trees were even taller, with branches that drooped down like big hands. Tangled vines and bushes blocked out the view on all sides.
And there were no sounds. No birds, no insects. Just the scrape and swish of our wheels on the sandy ground.
The little forest seemed to be swallowing us up. But that was ridiculous, wasn't it?
Suddenly, the path took a sharp bend. Our way was barred by a big metal pole. It had been painted red and white, but now it was chipped and rusty. It rested across the track on two blocks of concrete. Someone had chained a sign to it.
"DANGER. CONSTRUCTION SITE. KEEP OUT."
Kwan's bicycle wobbled to a stop. Charmaine cycled up beside us. We looked at the words.
Danger?
Well, we had been warned!
Thank you, and enjoy your impending doom.
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1
I shivered. We were at the food court inside the mall, just by the beach. I could see outside the window the huge black cloud hanging low over the sea. A few minutes ago, we had been swimming and playing under the hot sun."It's going to rain," I said, as the air got colder. "Hurry up and finish eating!"
Kwan pushed away his bowl of porridge. He was my younger brother, always arguing with everyone.
"I don't want to go home," he moaned. "There's nothing to do."
Kwan looks like me, only I'm twelve and he's ten, and I'm skinny and he isn't.
My little sister Charmaine pulled a face. She was chewing on a prata.
"There is!" she said. "My new computer game."
Charmaine is nine. She looks more like Mum, with big eyes and long hair. Everyone says how pretty she is.
"Stop fighting," I told them. That's the trouble with being the eldest. Mum and Dad keep making me responsible for the others. "Let's go!"
I led the way to where our bikes were leaning, on the fence not far from the mall. We packed our towels and swimming costumes into our baskets.
"It will take us twenty minutes to ride home," I calculated. "I hope we can beat that storm."
"Leng, let's take the short cut!"
Kwan pointed to a track which led into the trees behind the beach. It wasn't really a jungle, just a lot of trees and bushes on a small hill. And I knew the main road was on the other side.
"You're not allowed!" Charmaine protested.
"Who said?!" demanded Kwan.
I tried to make peace. As I would soon find out, it was the worse thing I ever did in my life!
"Kwan's right. We could save ten minutes," I said. "Otherwise we have to go all the way back through the car park."
"But it looks scary!" Charmaine looked so frightened that I put my arm around her shoulder.
"Why are girls always like that?" chided Kwan.
If only I'd listened to Charmaine!
"Come on..." I started to ride along the rocky track away from the mall. I glanced out to sea. The cloud was much closer and the ships had disappeared behind a curtain of rain.
As we drew nearer the trees, they seemed a lot bigger. We had never been along this path before. Come to think of it, I'd never seen anyone else going this way either.
We had just cycled into the shadowy trees when the first drops of rain fell. Big, cold splashes that stung my hot skin.
"We're going to get wet," grumbled Kwan.
"You were complaining how hot you were on the beach," I reminded him.
"Leng, let's go back and wait at the mall," pleaded Charmaine. "It's creepy in here!"
"There's nothing to worry about," I called back.
After all, it was broad daylight.
The mall was only a few yards behind us.
And the main road was just up ahead through the trees.
What could possibly go wrong, I asked myself. Hah, stupid question!
The path became narrower. And darker. And the trees were even taller, with branches that drooped down like big hands. Tangled vines and bushes blocked out the view on all sides.
And there were no sounds. No birds, no insects. Just the scrape and swish of our wheels on the sandy ground.
The little forest seemed to be swallowing us up. But that was ridiculous, wasn't it?
Suddenly, the path took a sharp bend. Our way was barred by a big metal pole. It had been painted red and white, but now it was chipped and rusty. It rested across the track on two blocks of concrete. Someone had chained a sign to it.
"DANGER. CONSTRUCTION SITE. KEEP OUT."
Kwan's bicycle wobbled to a stop. Charmaine cycled up beside us. We looked at the words.
Danger?
Well, we had been warned!