The Unknown

It was dark, windy yet cloudless day and the streets of Chicago were completely empty. We were expecting a tornado and there were warning announcements so everyone stayed tucked in bed and kept their eyes glued to the television, everyone except four rebellious teenagers. The thought of having a tornado was cool to them so they walked the streets of Chicago as if they owned them. Suddenly it hit twelve o’clock which made them even more convinced that all the tornado talk was fake. “Man we should just go home because it’s getting colder and my mom is probably worried” said David the youngest out of the group. “If you’re scared and want to go home with your mommy just say that David” said Marcus. Marcus began to laugh at David and the two other boys joined in, so David decided to stay a little while longer. “Me being scared? Are you crazy? I was just speaking up for you because I know you’re too chicken to say it. I can stay out here till the morning!” Said David. So they all continued to walk until they reached the local cemetery which was foggy and very cold for some reason. Everyone began to stare at each other to see who was going in first but no one made a move. Since Marcus was the oldest and appeared to be the toughest he volunteered to go in first. “Wow you guys, how old are we? And you’re scared to walk into a cemetery we have family here! It’s a family reunion!” Said David with a chuckle. So of course the other guys followed. Suddenly they started hearing voices saying “Come here Daviddd, Come here Marcusss, Come near Larryyy, Come near Jacksonnn”. At first the boys thought nothing of it until it got louder and louder. Then a huge white hand reached out toward them and they all begin to run out in different directions. David ran near the exit but was stopped by two shadows that grabbed and pulled on him until he finally fell to the ground. As he was turning around he noticed a grave behind him with his name saying “RIP DAVID ANDERSON (1994-2012). All of the other boys saw their graves also and begin to scream and cry. The shadows brought the boys back together and demanded them to prove that they were worthy of living by daring them to kill and the last person alive lives. The boys didn’t think twice and first struck Marcus which was the weakest then Larry. Last were David and Jackson. Even though they had been best friends since birth they acted as if they didn’t know each other and fought until someone was dead. In the end David lived and was sent free by the spirits and Larry, Marcus and Jackson were buried in their graves. After their deaths David ran home to his parents which were happy because the tornado passed them but suddenly became furious when they saw their only son covered in mud and blood. After they heard the story they went to the police but David was eventually admitted into a mental hospital and the ghost visited him every night until his death.