The Retelling

Good morning!  It’s October!  It’s getting close to Halloween and I am getting excited!  I have a fun costume that I am working on so I can’t wait to show you.

We are doing something exciting for the month of October.  Each Monday will feature a new Spooky Story, perfect for the spooky season.  Today’s story is no different.  Though, it is also a submission for the newest link party on Grammy’s Grid.  The writing prompt for this story is:

It started raining just as I…

So here is my submission for the link party.  I hope you enjoy this spooky Adventure!

The Retelling

The Retelling

“It started raining just as I started driving.  I haven’t driven in the rain that much so it made me a little worried but I decided to go anyway.  I was just going to a friends house after all. I had driven the 60 minutes there multiple times so why would the rain make anything different, right?

“So I drove out of the neighborhood and I headed out towards the country.  It was easier to reach her house by going through all the back roads instead of the freeway.  The freeway was just too out of the way. So I started driving, turned on some music, and made my way to Samantha’s house to have fun together.

“But I noticed something sounded funny on my car as I was driving.  It was this like weird clanking noise, it’s hard to explain. It sounded as if someone had tied empty tin cans to the bottom of my engine.  And like, 10 empty cans, it was loud. So I pulled over and I decided to see if I could figure out what it was. I pulled over on the side of the road and parked my car to try to find out what was making the noise.

“I remember getting out of my car and noticing that I had parked under an apple tree.  I don’t know why that was so important to me at the time, but I remember seeing the orchards all around me.  Actually…I think it was because I wanted to take some photos for Instagram or something. They would look all cool and moody for fall.  But I decided to take photos after I took a look at my car.

“I bent down to see if I could spot anything under the car but I didn’t see anything.  It just looked like a normal car engine. I decided to lift the hood of the car just to humor myself but I still didn’t see anything.  It still looked like a normal car engine. I don’t know much about cars but I didn’t notice anything that looked weird when I looked at the engine.  That’s besides the point, but everything looked like it belonged there in the engine.

“I grabbed the hood of the car and slammed it down and that’s when I noticed him.  There was this guy standing about 50 feet behind my car. He was wearing a blue jumpsuit and his face was completely white.  His eyes looked wild, almost like he wanted to do something crazy but was trying to decide if he was actually going to do it or not.  And what was really strange was that he looked completely dry. Like…I was standing out in the rain for 10 minutes and I was soaked while he was perfectly dry.  It was weird.

“We both stood there for a second before I slowly got back into my car.  I didn’t want to lose track of him because I didn’t know what he would do to me.  I immediately put my keys into the ignition and tried to start the car but it wouldn’t start.  I was able to lock the doors and I reached to grab my phone but I had no service. I tried to start my car again and that’s when I heard something hit my car.

“I turned around saw that man hitting the back of my car with a baseball bat.  I screamed and tried to get my car or my phone to work, but neither of them did.  I just kept screaming, thinking that I was going to die that day. I prayed to God, hoping that I would be able to live for another day.  I looked in my rear view mirror to see the man moving toward my driver’s side door. I had to think quickly and decided to get over the middle console and run into the orchard.

“As soon as he reached my driver’s side door, I hit the unlock button and sprinted out of the car.  I had my keys with me and that was it. If he wanted to steal my money and my driver’s license, he was allowed to.  I didn’t care I was just terrified.

“I looked over my shoulder to see he coming after me.  He wasn’t running, but he was walking quickly to try to keep up with me.  I just kept running and praying that he would never catch up to me. I ran through the entire orchard and then came to the edge of a corn field.  I kept running. My legs were getting tired but I couldn’t stop. I didn’t want to stop because I didn’t want to die.

“The further I ran into the corn, the more safe I felt.  But I knew that I wasn’t fully safe until I knew that guy couldn’t get me anymore.  I kept sprinting until I reached the other end of the corn field and stumbled onto this house.  I ran up the driveway and started pounding on the door until Mr. Somers answered. I think he saw how terrified I was and let me inside and I am forever grateful.”

“So can you tell me again what the man looked like?”

“He was taller than me, maybe like 5 foot 10 or 6 feet.  He was wearing a blue jumpsuit. His face was completely white and he had blonde hair.  And he had wild eyes.”

“If you saw him in a lineup do you think you would be able to pick him out.”

“Probably.  I didn’t get a real good look at all of his features but I would recognize his eyes.  I will never forget what those eyes looked like.”

“We will keep a lookout for this wild eyed man.  Once we get a professional sketch artist to draw him out we will have you confirm that the artist drew the man.  But for now, I’m just glad that you are safe. Now let’s get you back to your car and see if we can figure out what happened to it.”

“Yeah…as long as it’s still there.”

9 thoughts on “The Retelling

  1. My kind of story, maybe you can do a part 2, huh? Be sure to link it to party 12 and I’ll share it. Also, check out the others who have linked up 🙂

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