THE DRAGON TATTOO

Hello there my CHILLING-CHILDREN! This is your HEARTWORMING-WAITER, CREEPS, all ready to serve you all some SLIMY-SLOP ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! This MONSTROUS-MEAL is about a teenage boy, who gets infected with a CREEPY-CONDITION known as...
On a rainy-evening back in June, 1962, there was a home down in southern-Georgia, where a teenage boy stood in, looking out a bedroom-window from upstairs. He then opened "A Christmas Carol By Charles Dickens" and read, as he climbed into the bed. The teenager sat up in his bed reading the novel, as the sound of a cane thumped on the floor, outside his bedroom-door. The sound of the can accompanied by the sounds of footsteps stopped outside his door. "William, are y'all still awake in there? Go to bed right now or I'll come on in there and beat your hide you filthy boy!" an old lady's voice said to him through the door, threatening. "Yes Grandma!" William responded to her, frightened and turned out his lamp. In the morning, William walked downstairs, finding an old woman sitting in the parlor, reading "A Christmas Carol By Charles Dickens". "Good morning, Grandma" he said to her. "William, I found this novel in your bed with you last night. Y'all were up late reading instead of going to bed!" she responded, sternly. She got up, walked over to him with her cane, held onto the wall and beat him in his side with it. William screamed in pain and quickly got out of the parlor then. When William was sitting the dining-room-table, the grandfather-clock in the room chimed: "12:00 p.m." The teenager was eating a plate of mashed-potatoes with gravy and some fried chicken, when his grandma came into the dining room and slapped him across the face suddenly. "You filthy boy, William. Y'all should get a Summer job, instead of freeloading around here!!" she told him, meanly. "Grandma please!" William begged. "Your Folks had to pass away in that car crash when y'all were just seven years old, leaving me stuck with you! A brat!!" William's grandma said to him, angrily. She walked out of the dining room. William held his face in pain. 
That afternoon, he was outside, playing Oh, Susannah! on a harmonica, as he walked within his backyard. William sat down by a bush and a snake slithered out from underneath it. The serpent bit William directly in his leg, causing the teen to scream out in pain then. The snake slithered back underneath the bush and William rubbed the snake bite on his leg. Poor William staggered to his feet, wandering into the house. He staggered upstairs to his bedroom, moaning. He went to bed, falling asleep as the Summer-breeze blew through his open-window. When William awoke, he had a thing on his leg where he was bitten at, that resembled a tattoo of a black dragon, with red fangs, red claws and red-shining eyes. William rubbed it and saw it. "What in tarnation is that?!" he said to himself, wondering and sitting up in bed. He held his forehead then and then rolled over, falling off of his bed. He moaned on the carpet and suddenly, the back of his shirt ripped, dragon-wings of black springing out of the holes. William's fingernails grew long, transforming into curved-red-claws, and his skin became black, leathery and scaly. He rose his head up, and now it was a dragon-head. William's eyes shined-red, and the dragon-monster exhaled, eerily blowing steam out of its big nostrils. 
William's grandma climbed the staircase slowly with her cane. Then she slowly walked up the hallway to his bedroom, screaming at him: "William, I'll beat y'all bloody like I have before if you don't quiet down y'all filthy boy!". When she got to the doorway of his bedroom, she screamed in horror at the sight of the dragon-monster that her grandson had become. The monster roared deeply at her, with red slime oozing off its long, fangs of red. Its red eyes, shining away, eerily gazing at her. "Grandma, from age seven to age thirteen, I have been beaten and tortured by y'all. Now, I shall repay you" the dragon-monster said to her in a hoarse voice. The monster dragon of black swung its tail at her, striking her across the face with the triangle-shaped end of it. She screamed, falling to the floor. Red, gelatinous-slime dripped on her back from the dragon monster's fangs, and the beast roared deeply at her, biting her with its razor-sharp-fangs, killing her instantly, as the sickening-sounds of bones breaking were heard. 
Hee-Hee, poor William was certainly DRAGON HIS FEET in the end there eh? His Grandma should have treated him FRIGHT! That sure BITES FOR HER in the end aha-ha-ha-ha-ha!