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younger years, we are still talking about things that go bump in the night,
and some children may not be able to handle what others can. Parental
consent he is recommended now. Forts of Knights. Micro Terror Glitches by Ella
Peterson, age nine. January was cold as usual, but as usual too.
Fortunately all the snow was gone, so that meant that Samuel Croft could
go play. The remains of last night's soft rain were disappearing, like Sam's
disappointment that he couldn't go to his big sister Ruth's birthday party. She was
eighteen and she was going to a bar. Leaves lay scattered on the ground,
and as Sam swayed down the sidewalk, rushing leaves out of the way
with his stained, muddy sneakers, he realized he did not have a care
in the world. Once crossing the street to the park, Sam surveyed the
park like a battlefield in front of him, the big park including the monkey
bars and three big slides to his side, the dangerously close basketball pavement area
to his other side, the huge hill they called Mount Tesky, no one
knew why. Popping onto the swing set to his left, Sam started to
pump when a familiar voice called behind him. Just to Sam. Whipping around
with a smile on his face, Sam beckoned for his friend, Emily Palmer,
a thin, unhealthily pale girl with dark, almost black brown hair swishing
down around her like a long curtain concealing her kind green eyes. Emily was
born with del Seinhausen disorder, which caused difficulty in breathing and caused her to
stumble with words and, as her family called it, glitch. Running up
to Sam, Emily smiled and asked politely, how you doing here? Playing?
Answered Sam, happily, wanna play tag? The last one on to
the top of the playground? Is it? Cried Emily. Racing to the
top of the playground, Sam let her win. Over the next hour,
they played and played and played until their limbs hurt and ched from the cold.
Sitting down on the benches, Emily and Sam gasped for air as they
laughed about the game. I was too too for fast for for you,
Emily giggled. No, I was too fast for you, Sam laughed,
Hey, Sam, Emily, A voice called suddenly. It was Harrison and
Holly, the two twins that were always with their friend Natalie, a boy
who was always the most popular kid and everything, even though he had a
girl's name. The three were Emily and Sam's best friends. Hey, come
join us, Sam yelled, parking their bikes, Harrison, Holly and Natalie
came strutting over. Did you even bother to brush your hair? Emily?
Holly scoffed, but she smiled at Emily, and Emily glared back, although
her mouth looked just about to smile and her eyes twinkled together. They played
a fun game of tag until evening set in. Everyone stopped at the benches
and took long slurps of water as they sat down for a break. Hey,
did you ever hear about that TikTok? Saidsation about the mythical creature the
sound. It's said to visit this park all the time. In January,
they're been videos of sightings. But I bet it's just photoshop, Harrison said
with a shudder, although it looked terrifying. And what's more, the person
who posted it was named unknown Evergreen. And then a week later they posted
a video of them hunting it, and then the videos stopped right as the
poster was about to see it on the news, it said, lately Evergreed
died in a freak accident. Someone or something had killed her right at this
park. I don't think we should be here at night, or at least
not after dark. Oh, Harrison, don't spoil the night. Holly frowned
at him while applying yet even more red lipstick, making her lips look like
a thousand needles had just punctured it and blood had stained her lips. She
stared at the mirror, twisting it so she could see everyone until she bit
her lip. Where's Emily? Sam who was arguing about hockey with Natalie and
in the middle of saying no, if you score on the oilers, I
will kill you, stopped and looked around. Emily was nowhere to be seen.
The park was deserted. I bet she probably went to go get a
drink or the bathroom. Harrison suggested she lives half an hour away. She
would have told us. Sam said, concerned, come on, let's go
to the top of Mountesky and look. Natalie sat off, followed by Sam
and the twins. After the agonizingly long and anxious walk up the steep hill,
everyone reached the top and sat down, blocking the sun with their hands
and scanning the playground, trees beyond, and everywhere else. Emily was gone.
Suddenly, Natalie broke the silence. Look it's Emily. Emily, standing
right in front of the large moon beginning to rise, was silhouetted by the
strong white light. Her black form against it was hauntingly alarming, and she
was clearly agitated. She was twitching all over, Her arms slapped against her
sides, and she looked about ready to fall over. Her legs were shaking
so hard. Emily, are you okay, Sam called out urgently to her
no response. Suddenly, stepping out of the circle of moonlight, Emily disappeared
into the darkness. Guys, this is getting scary, Polly whispered in a
small, frightened voice. It echoed around Creepily, Emily, stop you scary.
Gus Harrison cried. He was curled up in a small ball, resting
against the grass, shivering with the cold fear Sam could tell was seeping into
everyone. Then a voice echoed around the park. The shadows seemed to move,
the veil of darkness shifted. Coo coo coo. It sounded like Emily,
though even more glitchy than before, and it was as if she had
died and then risen again. Her voice was gruff and squeaky. Holly peeped
with fear. Suddenly Emily appeared right in front of him. She was deathly
pale. It seemed she had risen back from the dead. Her hair was
black, her eyes dark, and her form seemed to be shifting in and
out of focus. Emily was glitching, not just her voice, but her
body itself, shrouded with shadows and the faint neon blue and red of her
glitching. Emily came closer, the black as crows Boy's eyes out, she
mumbled, coming closer, her aura even more dark than before and glowing with
her glitching effects. Suddenly, a close scream echoed through the park. Natalie
had fallen to the ground, wailing with agony. He twitched on the ground
until he went still, gasping with horror. Holly turned him over and screamed.
His eyes were gone now, just shadowy sockets on his face. Starting
to sprint, Sam, Holly and Harrison dashed across the field and down the
hill. Holly stumbled and fell. She gasped as a deafening crack sounded.
Her ankle was broken. Red ass ribbons, that you you wearing your hair,
Emily whispered hoarsely. Again. Sam watched in terror as Ribbons appeared out
of nowhere, spinning like a whirlpool, and sucked Holly up into them.
Running faster now, Harrison and Sam ducked into the bushes, blood just staining
the gagrass tonight. Suddenly Harrison started to gasp. Harrison, Sam whispered,
starting to scream. Harrison fell to the ground and writhed upon the grass.
One by one, thousands of needles burst from him. Harrison shrieked, shuddered,
and finally fell still, mouth opened. Sam started to run. Emily
was right behind him, swishing past the three dead bodies like a ghost,
her skirt brushing the now dark, dead grass. Wherever Emily stepped, death
seemed to penetrate anything within her body's grasp. Suddenly, Sam ran into something
with an oof, Groaning in pain, Sam realized he had run into a
fence bestrewed with sharp edges. Turning so his back was against the fence,
he looked frantically around. Emily was nowhere to be seen. Abruptly, though,
Emily appeared out of nowhere in front of Sam, her forehead inches away
from Sam's nose. She was smaller and shorter, but the way she stared
up at Sam made him feel two centimeters tall. Thank you for help helping
me live in the human world. You sustained him to me, dear Samuel
Woolf. But now for the sake of my hunger, you must verish so
that I can live on will I will miss our gleeve he full of for
friendship. If the humans have grown to you and annoying, I have been
suffering ring first so long, so surrounded by by humans, since their smell
coming off so strong, How I loved the smell of your flesh, Oh
so tete tasty. That was us, us, the only thing sustaining in
us. Now good bye, bye, Samuel. And when we opened her
mouth and let out an ear piercing shriek, that echoed around the park and
revealed the most terrifying thing Sam had ever seen. Sam fell to the ground
seconds later in horror as the emily he once knew pulled off her own skin
and revealed a monster with crazed eyes as big as dinner plates and black dots
for pupils so small they were barely there. Its mouth was like a giant
hole. Inside were hundreds of shiny teeth more than two inches long. It
was like a with leathery spruce colored skin, big bumps along its back,
and huge, abnormally long arms that dragged on the ground, seemingly too heavy
and large to just lay at the monster's sides. Its legs were stubbily and
barely noticeable, with long feet that had blisters and scabs, and fingernails that
looked to be infected by literally every sickness possible in the world. The creature
screamed as Sam, baring its teeth again. Just as the creature was about
to devour Sam, a light burst between Sam and the creature. Hey A
policeman's voice echoed around the park, silencing the creature's owls. It bounded away
into the night. They found Sam writhing on the ground, shudders coursing down
him, making him shake on the ground like a fish out of water.
His eyes were round and open wide terror taped onto his face. Two months
later, Samuel Croft woke up from his coma with a scream and almost injured
his mother and father by swatting at them with a terrified gasp. After he
settled down for hours, the doctors tried to get Samuel to talk, but
he wouldn't let out a peep. The doctors diagnosed him with traumatic shock.
He would never speak again. The policeman that came across Samuel found out that
there had been three other victims that night, but they were never found.
Also, another family mysteriously disappeared the day after Samuel was found. The Palmers,
Angela and Johnson, and their daughter Emily vanished. Where they are now
is anyone's guests. This has been a special listener Terrors episode with stories sent
in by you are likely terror listeners. Thank you for listening to micro Terrors.
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