The Abandoned Home On Vine Street

There you are kiddies!  Welcome to my CASTLE as well as my own little GROCERY GORE!  I have everything you need, from CANS OF WHIP SCREAM, to my favorite brand of CHEESE AND HACKERS ha-ha-ha-ha.  Oh, and we also have a HACK-OFF GOOPON for a tale about a boy, who runs from some local bullies...
A boy walked down Vine Street in a small village in southeastern-Kansas, on a Summer afternoon back in 1951.  He stopped in the street, seeing an abandoned home a few yards away from him.  The boy began whistling: "Oh When The Saints Go Marching In" and saw four bullies riding bikes onto Vine Street.  "Hey, there he is!  Charlie.  The freak!!" one of them told the others, seeing the boy.  Charlie stopped whistling and ran for it.  
He tried the door on the abandoned home, found it unlocked and rushed inside.  Old furniture filled the front room and cobwebs and immense dust covered everything.  Charlie heard the door open and ran down the cellar-steps.  When he reached the bottom, he heard the bullies laughing and walking around.  They descended the cellar-steps soon and Charlie hid under the stairs.  "Aha, there he is boys!" the one bully told the others, spying Charlie.  The bullies each lit cherry-bombs, surrounding Charlie.  The cherry-bombs went off, exploding and Charlie fell to the floor, yelling.  The bullies laughed as two of them drank bottles of gin.  
A pipe in the basement broke open, as one of the bullies kicked Charlie in the side.  The bullies all looked and an orange-glow of light shined out of the one end of the broken-pipe.  One bully started screaming being gripped by something unseen in the light.  His head was twisted around in the light and he was dead.  The other bullies screamed and Charlie got up, running upstairs.  He gazed downstairs, seeing the orange light and hearing the bullies screams being choked off.  He ran for the door, hearing footsteps ascending the cellar-stairs.  
He turned and saw a creature, with gray, rotting-skin lurch into the room.  It was very tall and bald, having fangs of black and black-ooze seep out of its mouth.  It wore suspenders of yellow and in its black-clawed-hands, it clung onto the dead-bodies of the bullies.  Charlie looked into the monster's glowing-eyes of orange, as it breathed-deeply and he fled.  
That monster got all those bullies to PIPE DOWN and become DEAD SILENT hee-hee-hee!  Well, Kiddies, since you were all busy cutting GOOPONS, let me do a SLICE-CHECK for you all heh-heh-heh!