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Hey. My name is Darryl Calvin and I really don’t want to be talking about this type of thing but I have to let somebody know.
I’m fourteen years old, in the eighth grade. I go to a middle of nowhere school over in Ohio.
My house is right by the woods and that’s where things get really really weird.
Ya see, there’s this girl who lived next door. She was always eating these lollipops, and I think her name was Jenny. Short for Jennifer Winston or something. And I was looking through the woods yesterday since I had nothing better to do, and I found lollipop sticks. And the brand she was always eating had these beige sticks. The sticks I found were beige. And ya see, the brand was a local brand her family made. And I haven’t heard of any other brand that uses beige sticks.
And she was ginger, and I found, get this, orange cut up hair in the woods! And the hair? It had blood on it. That shit was gross.
She also always wore her hair with a ribbon, and I found a ribbon near the hair, soaked in blood.
Except, the blood was all dry and crunchy. The blood was old.
Do know, this girl’s family moved away a year ago, and they left with Jenny. And everything I’ve found linked back to her.
And then, I wandered into this clearing, and I thought I saw someone sitting behind a tree at the edge of the clearing.
It was a fucking atrophied corpse.
Wearing a black sweater, a blue plaid skirt, and gray ballet flats. Jenny wore that sort of outfit to school basically everyday, even if it was often in a different color pallet or with the plaid in another place.
I was looking at Jenny’s corpse.
Except thing is, if this was Jenny, what was that thing that moved away with the Winston’s?!
I mean, yeah, Jenny acted a bit off that last few months before she moved away last year, and she made kinda different fashion choices most of the time for that, but I thought it was just normal teenage angst! Not a shapeshifter!
And get this, after I severely disturbed myself and left feeling like I’ve been shown ungodly information, I wandered to another clearing. In the middle of it, I saw
Okay, sorry about this, but I had to leave for a counsling apointment, and I don’t rimember what I was tiping. I gess I’ll leave this here for peeple to reed and try to help me if they want.
-Darrel Calvin
Category:Weird