Our Side of the Mountain
It was Halloween night and old man Johnson was giving out the last of the candy he bought to a couple of trick-or-treaters. As he was about to close the door he saw a strange looking man wearing all black and a gray odd-looking mask standing at the bottom of his driveway. Old man Johnson called out to the man to see what he wanted, but the man didn’t say a word. He just kept on staring at him and never took his eyes off of him. Old man Johnson was becoming quite creeped out by this strange man so he immediately closed the door and locked it. A few seconds later old man Johnson looked out the window to see if the man was still there. The strange man was gone so he decided to forget about it and go to bed.
A few hours later as Mr. Johnson was sleeping he was abruptly awakened to see the strange man standing over his bed. Mr. Johnson quickly sat up and jumped off the bed and ran for the door. Before he could reach the door the strange man grabbed him by the neck of his shirt and pulled him down to the floor. He felt that his life was about to end. Then the strange man started to drag him across the floor and towards the door.
As he drags him out of the room Mr. Johnson grabs onto the doorway with both hands and holds on for his life. As he holds on tightly, his shirt was being pulled tightly across his neck making it hard for him to breathe. Mr. Johnson couldn’t hold on any longer and his fingers slipped away from the doorway. He started screaming blood-curdling screams as the man quickly dragged him down the hallway and out the back door towards the woods.
As they reach the woods the strange man picks the old man up with one-hand, ties a rope around his neck with the other, and hangs him from a tree. As the old man dangles from the tree he slowly feels his life slipping away from him. The strange man begins to pull a knife from his pocket and repeatedly stabs the old man in the chest and blood is flying everywhere. After a few minutes the old man’s body hangs lifeless. Even though the old man is dead the stranger continues to slash away at the lifeless body. As the stranger chops up the remains of the old man’s body he starts to laugh in a sick twisted uncontrollable laugh. He then turns walking away through the woods and was never to be seen again.
Now every Halloween as you pass by the woods you can hear the eerie screams and
cries of Old man Johnson. Happy Halloween!
Amanda MacVicar