My dad bought us a playground when Ed was five and I four years old. We loved playing on it with our friend Winery. It was in the backyard like playground would be.
We lived in a one-story home. I shared a bedroom with Ed until he turned thirteen. The bedroom I had was on the side towards the backyard. A night after all my stuff was moved to the room, I started seeing something bizarre on the swing set at night.
The story starts off with me staying up late reading a book I liked at the time. All of a sudden I heard a child's laughter. It came from outside. I took a peek out of the window and saw a small black figure on the swing, swinging higher than any kid has swung.
It kept going until its red eyes were looking straight at me. The figure grinned wickedly at me for what felt like three hours. Then it disappeared. I didn't tell anyone because I figured no one would believe me.
The next night I woke up to the sound of a man and a child laughing. I looked out the window and two black figures at the swing set; the same small one form last night and a taller one. The small one was swinging on the swing just like last night while the taller one was standing next to it.
The small one stopped swing and looked straight at me with its red eyes and wicked grin just last night. The taller one did the same with the same red eyes and same wicked grin.
I was too afraid to do anything but stare back for what seemed like four hours. Then they disappeared. That morning I tried to tell Ed but he didn't believe me. I don't blame him if I were in his shoes I wouldn't believe me either.
The nights after our parents were out of town for the night. It was just ED and I.
Later on that night I woke up to the sound of tapping on my window. At first I ignored it. I thought if I did nothing it would stop. I was wrong; the tapping got louder turning into banging.
I looked out of the window and the same two figures from last night were standing in front of the window staring at me with the same red eyes and the same wicked.
I ran out of me room and went straight to Ed's room. I shook him until he woke up. "Huh?" he yawned, "What's wrong?" He sat up and looked at me with tired eyes
"I saw something in the backyard." I grab him by the wrist and pull him off the bed, leading him to the backyard. By the time we got there they were gone.
Ed groaned and went back inside. After looking into the darkness for five minutes I went back inside. I watched a movie in the living until I fell asleep on the couch.
I never saw those dreadful figures again.