Lenny loved his motorcycle but he was afraid of the strangeness of other towns. We used to watch him circling his house endlessly, revving the engine and never really going anywhere. One day the dust kicked up bad, and I could just about make him out on the horizon. I never saw him again after that.
People said Mr.Gregson was pretty strange and there were a lot of rumours when the Thompson kid went missing. He had a lot of land and always had to find new ways to keep the birds away from his crops.
Soon after we started out our school invited us to the dance. When we played the teachers told all the girls to sit down and cross their legs. They said it was "the Devil's Music".
I was just a child when a deep and unexplained feeling of dread which haunted me right into my adult years swept over me. As time went on I became aware that I was different from the other kids.
Uncle Charlie used to complain of what he called "the night ticks". He'd wake up somewhere strange every day and never could remember how he got there.
When the wind was up and the house would creak - Lenora would find it hard to sleep.
My brother Nicky always talked about the new kids in town and their wild parties in the woods. He got invited to one of their parties one night, and nobody has seen him or them since.
Despite our sense of humour, for some reason a lot of people at school considered Nicky and I unapproachable.
Dad never approved of me and Allison's relationship. Thinking back on it now it might've been deep seated jealousy. He always did say her face reminded him of mother.
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i'm not familiar with the format but i like it and it seems you did some work.bravo
>>43098937just find some 'creepy old photos' and write a microfiction around it, its fun and easy, give it a try
>>43093411Micky always used to take monster dumps right outside the back of the sawmill. Been years since that thing has been in operation. Shut down in the 70s due to too much horseplay. The boss back then even knew about Micky’s huge dumps but he never did anything about it.
>>43100959lol wtf
Aunt Mildred used to say the neighbours were a friendly bunch, though she never understood why they only came out when the church bells rang. She said they were always asking after the children.
Uncle Frank always insisted on entertaining the children whenever he came round. Dad said it was important that we all laughed, even when his jokes weren't funny.
