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Hide And Seek And The Little Boy

 

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My cousins have this huge property in a rural area, basically in the middle of nowhere. They have a huge farmhouse, a barn, stables, everything. Every year, for Thanksgiving, we (my family and I, along with other relatives) drive up to their place to celebrate. They have a huge house, and it has plenty of space for everyone.

It was weirdly really warm for November, like short-sleeves weather, so the parents expected us to play outside. The eldest cousin, who I'll call John, suggested we play hide and seek. Before we ran off, he pointed to the abandoned guest house and said that it was haunted. We snickered because John was a big liar and no one believed him. But, oh boy, he sure was right.

George, my aunt's son, who was my age, dared me to hide in the house. I looked at the dark, paint-peeled house. I didn't want to seem like a baby, so of course I went.

I creaked open the door and snuck in. I took a creaky, decayed set of stairs to the second floor and ran into the first room I saw. The floor was covered in some wet substance that smelled metallic (blood?) but, the only thing on my mind was hide and seek. I hid in a closet and sat down. There was a black cloak hanging in the closet, and I hid behind it. I was there for a good 15-20 minutes before I heard the door downstairs creak open.

A little boy giggled. I figured it was George, but then they started going upstairs. The footsteps stopped in front of my room. I froze, trying to stifle my laugh. But then the boy stepped in. He wasn't George. He was pale and covered in blood. He sat on the floor, giggling for what seemed like an hour. I couldn't look. Then it stopped. I ran out of the closet and floored it downstairs. I ran inside where my parents were about to call the police. I spilled everything. John gave me a look. "I told you not to!" He said.

Turns out the same thing happened to him when he was little.

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silverthane61 (4 stories) (344 posts)
+1
5 months ago (2020-04-27)
I gather that you stayed huddled in that closet for an hour listening to that bloody boy giggle? You might have been paralyzed with fear, but I think a "fight or flight" reflex may have kicked in. I agree with the others in that being in that room for an hour with that boy doesn't seem long enough to have your parents think about calling the police - unless you were in there a long time before that boy appeared. Strange.
Alina5 (3 stories) (136 posts)
+2
5 months ago (2020-04-27)
Hello friendlyclown,

I have nothing much to add to the previous comments, and can only repeat the same thing.

Well, since you could smell the stained blood in the house then whatever "bloody incident" took place seems fairly recent else old blood stains profoundly give off a strong decaying smell which is suffocating enough to stay.

Did you ever tried to find answer to this?

Any murder took place in the area or in the guest house to be in particular?

I believe John probably had some idea since he knew the place was haunted.

Hope you reply to the queries providing a little insight on this matter.

Peace
lady-glow (12 stories) (2684 posts)
+3
5 months ago (2020-04-26)
Not meaning to be critical but some points of your narrative are highly questionable.

Like Lealeigh, I don't understand why your parents were ready to call the police if, it seems, it haven't been that long since you had been "missing".

Didn't they question your cousins about the last time and place where you had been seen?
Didn't George mention his dare?
Didn't some one suggest to organize a party and go looking for you?

You were lucky not only because you didn't get hurt after entering a place in such state of decay, but for surviving such a long and terrifying encounter without getting a heart attack.

I will appreciate your feedback.
Lealeigh (5 stories) (478 posts)
+3
5 months ago (2020-04-26)
Hello friendlyclown,

You were lucky not to fall through when you were running back down the stairs.

I was wondering: why were your parents already on the point of calling the police when you ran in the house? Were you gone for a long time?

- Maria

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