Aunt Martha

Greetings there REPULSED-READERS! I was just doing some OUTGORE COOKING on my brand new CHARCOAL KILL aha-ha-ha-ha. Yes, it's just like one of GEORGE GORE-MAN'S! So, what'll it be? FEARING-HOT-BARBECUED-HUMAN-RIBS or some nice VEGE-SCARE-RIAN CHOKE-A BURGERS? Or I have tonight's tale that's HOT OFF THE GRILL, entitled...
A woman was in a kitchen of a cabin within some woods up, in Maine, slicing potatoes at her counter one day back in July of 1963. She was cheerfully singing, "Pop! Goes The Weasel" and the doorbell rang suddenly. There was a teenage girl outside the front door, waiting and the door opened to the woman. "Oh, Donna, my dear Niece, come right on in!" the woman said to the teenager, inviting her. "Hello Aunt Martha" Donna replied and they hugged. Aunt Martha and Donna walked into the kitchen together, Aunt Martha grabbed a glass of ice tea from on her kitchen table, handing it to Donna. "Thank you, Aunt Martha!" Donna said and drank some tea. "Oh, my pleasure dear. I have all sorts of fun for you and your Cousin Gary to have this week" she responded, explaining. A little boy walked into the kitchen all of a sudden and Aunt Martha said to her niece: "oh, here is your Cousin Gary Donna". "Hi Gary" Donna said to the boy. "Hi" Gary said back to her, smiling. That afternoon, Donna and Gary hiked within the woods together. They sang: "Sipping Cider Through A Straw". All of a sudden, two teenage bullies walked through a creek over to them. "Hia Gary! Hikin' out here in the woods eh?" one bully said to him, asking. "Oh no. Please leave me alone, Reed" he said back to him with a frown. 
"You little freak. No talkin' back to me!" Reed replied to Gary and pushed him over. Gary cried out in pain, with the side of his face on a rock. "Hey, knock it off. That's my Cousin!" Donna said to Reed and helped Gary up. "Shut up you skirt!" Reed said to her, meanly. "Come on, Andrew" Reed said to the second bully. "Okay, Reed" Andrew answered and they both shoved her over then. Donna screamed in pain, falling on a rock and Reed and Andrew took off through the woods then. Donna and Gary walked back into Gary's kitchen and Aunt Martha was singing: "Pop! Goes The Weasel", as she put a roast into the oven. "Oh, my poor little Adopted Son" Aunt Martha said to Gary, seeing him. She gave him a hug and kissed his bruised-face. Then she hugged her niece. "These bullies pushed us down Aunt Martha" Donna said to her, explaining. "Yeah, Mom, it was Reed and Andrew who did it" Gary told her. That night, Reed and Andrew crept over to Aunt Martha and Gary's cabin. They shined flashlights into an open-window. Within the moonlight, Reed took a swig from a bottle of Ripple, and handed it to Andrew. Andrew took a drink himself then. "Alright, Andrew, ready to kill them so Gary's Mom can't call our Folks about what we did to them today?" Reed whispered to him. "Yeah Reed" he whispered back. 
Suddenly, a yellow clawed-hand that shined-white glided through the air and struck Andrew across his chest, ripping holes in the shape of claw marks within his shirt. He gasped and fell on his back, dead. Reed shined his flashlight in front of him and gasped in horror. The bully ran off as fast as he could as high-pitched growls were heard. As Reed ran, the high-pitched growling was heard within the pitch-black forest. Reed got behind a tree and turned off his flashlight, panting. The growling got quiet and as crickets chirped along with fireflies flashing their light within the darkness by the bully, Aunt Martha came around the tree to Reed. Her red dress was glowing, along with her skin. Her long and straight hair of dark brown showed around her pale-white-glowing-face. Aunt Martha's eyes were solid-black and pupil less, her lips were also an eerie black. She peeled them back to reveal a mouthful of yellow-fangs which were razor-sharp. "Reed, you and your Friend Andrew were planning to kill my Adopted Son Gary, my Niece Donna and I. I was also adopted by Donna's Grandparents twenty years ago when I came to their door. For I am a ghoul you see and I will protect Gary and Donna" Aunt Martha said to him, explaining. The female ghoul then hissed eerily at Reed, causing him to scream. She sank her fangs into the side of his face, clutching onto his neck with her yellow clawed-hands within the darkness. Reed slumped over dead then in the ghoul's grasp and it growled and gnawed on the corpse's face in the dark. 
In the morning, Gary and Donna went outside the cabin, seeing Aunt Martha on the ground on her hands and knees, turned away from them. "Good morning, Aunt Martha!" Donna said to her. Aunt Martha stood up in her red dress and turned around, the skeleton of Reed she had in her yellow clawed-hands by its skull. Aunt Martha's ghoul-eyes of solid black stared at Donna and Gary, as high-pitched growls came from her pure black ghoul-lips. 
Aunt Martha sure showed Reed how to have a SKELETON OF FUN eh, Kiddies? That's what he and Andrew got for being bad out in the FEAR-REST ha-ha-ha-ha! Aunt Martha had such a GHOUL TIME with her Niece and Son that SHRIEK hee-hee. By the way, I have SLAY-1 STEAK SAUCE for our barbecue kiddies aha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
Aunt Martha facing Gary and Donna outside her cabin in the morning.