by Mr.T
A girl was on her guides camping trip, telling her friends a spooky story at about midnight. she said, "a hundren years ago, a farmer was tending to some sheep in his farm, he was trimming them, giving them extra food and everything. Then he went to the horses, and tended to them, then the pigs, cows, and then he realised, that they were his only friends. so he went into the city to find a wife. and he did. Elizabeth. she was very pretty, and they got married, but a few nights after, when they got back from their honeymoon, Elizabeth found that the farmer was a drunk, so she tried to run away one day whast he was asleep. that didnt work. he awoke with a grunt, and tried to pull her back. she tried to scream, but they were living on a remote farm, so she pulled away even more, so he pulled her back, and accidently broke her neck. he went mad with guilt, and ran away, but he had no where to go, so he hid in the trees, and hid from the police, but they were camping out everywhere, so he couldnt go anywhere, which made him even more mental, and every night he rustled in the bushes to scare the police away, and found it funny, and laughed with a crazed laugh, which was the actuall thing that scared them, and they hear dthat everynight, until they stopped looking for him, and they never found him the end." and after that scary story, the girls were scared to go to sleep, but couldnt help themselves, and they slowly dozed off, as did the girl. but she awoke at about one o'clock am, she woke up, because she hard rustling in the trees. five minutes later, she couldn't go to sleep, so she made herself some hot milk. As she was getting back to her tent, she heard hysterical laughter, and she thought to herself, 'its just a story, its just a story.' but a bony white finger tapped her bak, but she was too scared to look around, but she saw the farmer in the trees, and screamed, whirling around, thinking that there was a teacher behind her. no. It was the farmer.
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