Scary story contest high school runner up: Caleb Woodard
I was walking home from school on an unusually dark afternoon
When I felt a pair of eyes staring right at me.
I felt the breath climbing up my spine with spears of icy chills
The cold blade to my throat, he said take the pills
Fear in my mind, I did as he said without my own will
My eyelids grew shut as I couldn’t feel to stand
I wake on a table, stained with the blood of his old victims
Paralyzed with fear I look and see the masked man
I try to move and squirm but he has tied me down
I cry out for god but there is no answer
He moves closer to me with the bloody axe
As he slowly cuts into me I shed the tears of my broken life
The blood gushes on to the table
I feel my life leaving me, cursed
I will now forever haunt this world and torture the weak