THE MILLERS

I just got a FIEND REQUEST on SEVERED-FACE-BOOK boys and GHOULS! He's a FEAR HIGH GHOUL Chum of mine, who recently updated his SCARE-RITAL STATUS aha-ha-ha-ha-ha! I have something new to GHOST this on my PRO-BILE PAGE, about a young boy who gets some brand new Neighbors named...
A young boy was building a snowman one night, back in the early-Winter of 1955, over in a neighborhood of southwest-Illinois. There were two figures in parkas and leggings, walking into the house next door. A sign reading: "FOR SALE" out, in the snow-covered-lawn of the front yard had a sticker across it reading: "SOLD" on it. The young boy looked over at a front room-window on the side of the house and one of the silhouetted-figures waved out at him from behind the curtains. He smiled and waved back at them. The front door opened of the house in front of the boy and the snowman, with a young lady standing in the doorway. "Charlie, what a nice snowman. Time for supper Sweetheart" she called out to the young boy. "Thanks Mama. Okay" Charlie called back to her and ran into the house, passed her. Charlie and Mama sat down at the dining-room-table together, and he took a drink from a glass of milk. A young man walked into the dining room and sat down at the table with a bottle of gin. He took a gulp of gin and Charlie and Mama began eating plates of mashed potatoes and gravy with pork roast. As the young man ate his plate of mashed-potatoes, gravy and pork roast, he suddenly made a face of disgust. "Darn it, Maggie. The pork roast is cold woman!" he shouted at Mama, meanly. "Oh, Paul, I'm sorry. It was done cooking ten minutes ago. I had to let it cool dear" Maggie replied to him, nervously. "You freakin' halfwit. You cannot cook food" Paul shouted meanly at her. Maggie cried a little bit then. "Daddy please be nice to Mama" Charlie said to Paul. "Shut up boy. I'll beat ya with my belt again!" Paul threatened Charlie. During the evening, Charlie cried in the upstairs of his house, standing at his bedroom-window. Paul walked out of Charlie's bedroom with his carrying his belt in his hands. The following day, Charlie ran out the front door and into his front yard. There was one of the figures from the house next door, standing within the yard by Charlie's snowman. A scarf was wrapped around their face, with their nose and eye sticking and looking out from in between it. "Hello, I am Amy Miller, your brand new Neighbor. What's your name?" they told Charlie. "Hia Amy Miller. My name's Charlie Walters. Nice to meet ya" Charlie replied to Amy Miller. "Nice to meet you too, Charlie Walters!" Amy Miller said, kindly. 
That afternoon, Charlie played Jax in his bedroom. Paul came into the room and kicked the ball and Jax out of Charlie's way. "I LOOK IN HERE, AND YA HAVE STUFF ALL OVER YOUR BEDROOM FLOOR BOY!" Paul shouted at his son. "Daddy, I am sorry!" Charlie replied, crying. Paul leaned over and meanly slapped him across the face, making Charlie cry more in pain. Paul walked out of Charlie's bedroom then. Maggie came into his room and hugged him. She had bruises on her arms. That evening, Charlie was out, in his front yard, making a snow angel. He got to his feet and saw Amy Miller, standing in front of the fence between his yard and her yard. "Good evening, Charlie, come have some fun with my twin Sister Allyson and I" Amy Miller said to him, inviting Charlie kindly. Amy faded-out, vanishing in her parka, scarf and boots. Charlie gasped in fright and surprise, then looked over towards his front door, seeing his father walking towards him, carrying a bottle of gin. Paul carried a belt in his one hand and looked angrily at his son. Charlie gasped again and ran into Amy and Allyson's front yard. The cellar doors were open on the front of their house and Charlie ran down, into their cellar. Paul walked into Amy and Allyson's brand new front yard and yelled to Charlie: "get back here now boy. It's suppertime and I'm gonna beat ya for bein' outside!". Charlie gasped in fear and ran to a table, kneeling underneath it. He heard some hissing within the dark cellar somewhere, and looked around in the sliver of moonlight that shined on his face. Charlie watched his dad walk through the open-doors and down, into the cellar. Then, the boy saw Amy Miller run into the moonlight to Paul, the hissing was coming from her. She tore off her scarf and parka, revealing that she was a cyclops-monster, with long, straight dark-blonde hair. She had white flesh, and two white flesh-colored-horns protruding from her temples. She clutched Paul by his shoulders from behind, as she stood in a red dress in the light of the moon. Paul gasped in surprise and fear, and Amy sank her yellow fangs into the side of his face, holding him tightly with her yellow clawed-hands, causing Paul to scream in pain.
Amy Miller yanked him backwards into the darkness of the cellar, where sounds of eating were heard among Paul's screaming. Charlie Walters overheard more hissing suddenly. A hanging-lightbulb turned on and the hissing emanated from a monster girl that looked exactly like Amy. She held the hanging-lightbulb-cord with her yellow clawed-hand, as she hissed away eerily, showing her fangs of yellow. "Good evening, I am Allyson Miller, Amy's twin Sister. You must be Charlie" she said him and smiled. "Hia, Allyson, yep, I'm Charlie Walters. I'm six years old" Charlie replied to Allyson Miller, crawling out from underneath the table and standing up. Allyson looked over to the shadowy-spot, where Paul legs stock out of into the light. "No worries, Charlie, your abusive mean Dad is dead now" the voice of Amy Miller said to him from within the dark and then more sounds of her eating were heard. When Charlie walked up, out of the cellar, he saw Maggie and ran to her. They hugged each other out, in Amy and Allyson's front yard. "No worries Mama, Daddy is dead now. Our brand new Neighbors will take care of stuff" he said to her. "Oh, good Charlie. Daddy will not hurt us again Sweetheart" Maggie replied to him, smiling and she took his hand, and they walked back into their house together.
Good thing for Poor Charlie and Maggie The Millers moved in NEXT GORE eh, kiddies? Amy Miller sure had a MONSTROUS APPETITE hee-hee-hee-hee! Poor Paul ended up being her MAIN CORPSE aha-ha-ha-ha!