So wen my cuzon was in college she would always pick me up from school and take me to a street food van it was old but it felt like home it was also abandoned we would stay for hours talking but one day she had to go early and left I knew my way home because it was only a few blocks down the road. Later I was thinking of random stuff like how long ago did this van get abandoned but I was so locked into thinking I lost track of time and soon fell asleep. I woke up probably three hours later I had never seen the street at night it was creepy and it didn’t feel like home I was scared to go back home because my mother would be so mad so i wanted to stay in till morning I looked around in the vans dusty old boot it had a suitcase and piles of paper I found a photo of a band it had three people but one had a cross on it’s face I tried to rub it out but it must’ve stained the paper I got bord so I looked out into the street and under a street light I saw a figure he looked and at me I froze in fear after a minute of silence I said hello he said something but I couldn’t here so I yelled what his mouth moved again but he slowly walked closer he got an inch away from my face and said exactly what I said before over and over again with his old and rotting teeth chattering together with a smile I ran and never looked back the next day I told one of my friends and he replied “I had a great grand pop who was in a band but sadly in 1900 he was killed by one of his members he also had a problem that he couldn’t speek well so he copied a lot”. I think my face went pail and a million thoughts were running though my head later a grabbed the photo and went to the grave yard were my friend said he was berried there was a photo of the man and he looked exactly like the photo I found. The man on the street was his great grandfather but how he’s been dead for almost 100 or so years. Wen I got home I told mum and some how she believed me and we moved a month later. I asked her did she know the man and she slowly said yes. apparently wen she was little she saw him to and he copied her exactly the same way he did to me.
Author: Alexandra