-The Boogeyman-
He Feeds On Your Fear...
Note: This is my FIRST story! It may suck badly, what-so-ever.
Its been a long time since the Incident of the boogeyman. He was put down by Tim, the teenager who lost his father to boogeyman. Tim killed him...but it wasn't over, The true boogeyman is here.
"Yo pops!"A young voice of an 13 year old boy arrived into a garage. "Pops?"The boy again yelled. The garage almost carried the echo within. It was dark...very dark...The boy turned on the switch and the lights illuminated the garage. He walked within the garage and sworn he heard someone singing. His father is nowhere to be found and his fear grown. Someone or Something wanted this. He grabbed a small sledge hammer from a counter. The garage door silently began to close and the poor boy didn't notice until, he saw it. He ran for outside, but too late. It closed. He was shaking in fear, he tried the door but it was locked. Now he KNOWS he heard singing because he hears it right now.
If your scard just count to ten...
You will feel all good again...
Whens it dark just count to eight,
The boogeyman will hide and wait...
When you see him, count to five and pray that you'll stay alive...
The song terrified him and the lights went out. He slowly began to count to five. "One...two...three..four..."The boy stopped, his body froze, and even in the darkness, he was the a figure...He screamed. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!".
Minutes Later...
Police and ambulance arrived. They heard the screaming of the boy, however. They did not find the boy. Only objects scattered around, as if someone struggled everywhere. They searched everywhere and found two bodies...A 13 year old boy under his bed and a old man in the boy's closet. Both had widen eyes and died in fear. It almost looked as if the skin was shrinking. The police officers left the room and told the ambulance to get ready, the officers were going to bring the body in. However, they got in...the bodies were never found. The one thing they discovered it that...In the sunlight, under the bed was still dark, and the opened closet was dark also. After a minute of officers staring at this paranormal things...it went bright again. The officers left the room but only one person stayed. "Tim, you going?"One of them asked. "Yeah...just let me investigate for a second"Tim answered. "Okay.."The officer said as he left the house. After two minutes, Tim was about to leave, the door slammed Shut...And he heard the song.
If your scard just count to ten...
You will feel all good again...
Whens it dark just count to eight,
The boogeyman will hide and wait...
When you see him, count to five and pray that you'll stay alive...
Tim...Im back...