The Hole

Something's weird about this place, and I’m going to figure it out. Even if it’s not easy.


3. Noises

When I come home from school there's a note on the table that says

*I'm coming home soon stay there and do your homework before I come back*

I carry my stuff upstairs and get out my laptop to help me with my book report.

The package the guy gave me yesterday was on the table.

I couldn't open it.

To be honest I was scared to.

Even if it was just a bunch of junk,we never had anyone that was that close to us.

I pondered about it until I realized I had work to do.

I hop in the shower.

Once I dry off I put on my pajamas.

My procrastination had gotten worse,and I started to play music.

It stopped for no reason,so I checked the speakers.

No wifi,just what I needed.

A static sound started crackling.

It sounded as if it was going to explode,so I turned it off.

Should've known,the things five years old.

I get back to working on my homework.

After 30 minutes,I'm almost done and I hear a noise.

I keep on working,and I hear it again.

It's sounds like shovels in the dirt.


The patting started up again.

I shut my laptop and slowly walk downstairs.

I grab scissors while I'm downstairs.

I look out the window and I see a pale old little boy with a serious face. He has a shovel in his hand.

The sound was growing,like a beating heart.

My eyes were focased on his broken soul.

His eyes were black and dark.

As if someone had drilled them out.

The force lets go.

Once I look down he's gone.

I'm standing there afraid as ever.

My mom comes through the door,and sees me standing there.

"Honey is everything okay?you look a little pale"

 I just stand there giving her a worried look.

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