I’ve always been a bit easily scared guy or if you want to put in short terms a pussy. I was always scared of things like the dark or tales of monsters ya know the stuff that you should get over by the time you’re in middle school. However I knew at the bottom of my heart that it was all fake…until I was 13.It was a normal winter and Christmas was closing however by this time I knew how Christmas worked, so I more enjoyed the snow than the fairy tales about some big guy in a red suit. I’d usually get my friends together to build epic snow forts igloo’s er winter stuff. A
lthough this is where things took a weird turn see I had three friends each with an extremely funny nick name. Toast, Shark and cheap don’t bother asking how they got their names that’s another story. So we were standing outside the apartment building where I lived making are same old forts when shark proposed an idea, looking back now it was more of a mistake ”Hey! We should make snowmen!” he said. However toast replied with “what’s the point in that all they do is just sit there, some older kids will probably just knock them down anyway”.
Well I was getting tired of making the same old things so I seconded shark’s idea and cheaply followed to add his vote saying yes, I guess toast caved in to peer pressure because he then agreed. We then spent the next 30 minutes slaving over are snowmen to see who’s could be the best, I don’t know why but as I was building my snowman something didn’t feel right I made me uneasy but I just wrote it off as me reaching a whole new level of being a wimp.
After a bit of scavenging for sticks and stones I came a across an odd rock it was shaped into a diamond like shape and had bits of what looked like blood coloured rust on it. I had heard the tales that there was possibly a demonic artifact in the city but that was supposed to be on the other side of the city so I ignored it and placed it into the center of my snowman a little later we were done, and then shortly after toast was the first one to beat his snow back to the pile of snow it was born from, the others soon followed to do the same. Hey! Toast called “You’re not destroying yours? “Nah I replied I kind of like mine” “whatever dude” he said. Suddenly shark cut in “Hey I got to go! Ill cya around guys” my other two friends stayed for a bit longer but then had to soon do the same it was getting dark, so I went back inside. My mother greeted me with a smile followed by a meow by my totally grey cat gizmo. I ate dinner then watched some TV as the night went by.
It was starting to get to that point of the night where pure silence will terrify you. I was sitting on the couch flipping through channels when I heard a knock at the balcony door. I only slightly heard it the first time but then I listened and I confirmed that there was knocking. Being the paranoid person I was I grabbed a knife from the kitchen and slowly opened the blinds covering the balcony’s sliding window doors…and nothing. I was still curious so just to be sure I opened the door and as soon as I did a bone freezing wind rushed in. Not normal wind no this was almost aggressive as if the wind had a mind of its own I quickly slammed the door shut and looked for the warmest blanket I could find.
As the night pressed on I noticed little pools of water around the house this puzzled me so I followed it around the house and I found that the biggest pool was around the balcony door. That’s strange I said I don’t remember spilling water here I then looked outside my balcony door “Ah hell” I muttered my snow man was missing. Wait What the? I stammered toast snowman had reappeared but it was wearing his snow gear and the rocks were formed in a sad emotion. I was getting really uneasy now I ran to my room a sat there for a while thinking about what to do. I slowly made my way back to the sliding door and my heart stopped for a few seconds there were now two of my friends snowmen both built in the same manner. That’s it I thought I must be dreaming it’s the only way this is happening ill just sleep, a-and then take the snowmen down in the morning.
I crawled into bed after a bit of time I fell into a deep sleep. When I awoke my mother was in a state of panic I asked her is something was wrong? “Oh sweetie y-your friends never came home last night!” I froze no I thought it’s not possible my brain then put some of the puzzle together I quickly put on my coat and ran outside. THREE snowmen now stood accompanied only by my snowman now with an ear to ear demonic like smile. I whimpered I didn’t want to believe but my denial was shattered within seconds.
One by one my friends snowmen fell over and inside them were the frost bitten bodies of all my missing friends It was hard to tell it was them. Their bodies were blackened and purple their eyes frozen wide open with terror but I knew it was them. I screamed as loud as humanly possible and my mother came rushing outside and she screamed even louder soon a crowd of people formed around the horrific site. I guess someone called the cops because the police arrived shortly after.
Before the police sealed of the site I managed to grab the diamond rock I used for my snowman I then went inside to deal with this I was mixed with the deepest levels of emotion I came close to suicide. It’s been about 3 years since that event I still have the rock me and my mother moved away gizmo ran away during the move and now I can see why.
It wants its rock back so it can kill again it wants to make people suffer. For about the past week I’ve seen him he just stands there and every time I sleep he gets closer to my house every day! I’ve tried taking him down but he just rebuilds himself and moves closer each time I do. It’s 2am right now and the power was cut but the other houses are still on every door out is frozen shut its coming for me I think it only spared me because I spared it. But now he has paid that debt, my laptop remains on 30 minutes of power and I’m uploading this as a warning. I have to upload this now or else ill run out of time, a little pool of water is coming from underneath my bedroom door.