Mummies

Scary story contest entry

Cutting through the graveyard on the way home after a school dance, I was horrified that the bodies were unconfined in their caskets arson from the dead. It was like an army of hideous ragged creatures, humming in concert. In unison they started to drift toward me, in a mummified manner. Before I could react or escape they turned their shrouded heads toward me, their humming intensifying. Shaking myself out of my frozen horror, I screamed at the top of my lungs, hoping someone would hear me. It was my only hope, fear had frozen my limbs. After several seconds, I screamed again. Closer and closer to me they drift, the stench of their decay forcing me to cover my nose and my gaping mouth with my hands. When they become still close they ran toward me, the wind wiping their shrouds, I begin to panic and started to flail at them, hoping that they might turn around and flee back into their caskets and rest as they once had. A few minutes later, I screamed again, with little hope that I would be heard. The death-mummies wrestled me to the frosted ground as I moaned and prayed for deliverance. Sixth and Main started to toll midnight. It must have scared the mummies because just then they faded away and settled back into their gaping caskets. Finally, I could run home! Suddenly I spied another mummy in the distance. Instead of running by it and having it pursue me, I went to a neighbor's house. At the neighbors' house they decided to call the police and recount what had happened. After that, we called my parents to tell them that I wouldn't be home on time and that there has been trouble. As we sat by the window, waiting for the police, we heard the tapping of bony fingers on the icy glass.




Ashley Davis is a student at Lawrence High School

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