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2014/11/01

Hide & Seek: A short horror story

Happy Halloween! C: This is my first horror short story so I hope I did well. Be sure to leave a comment on your thoughts!

Age Rating: +13 (because of some sentences here and there)

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My name is Jane Franklyn. And I have a tale to tell.
A tale about a young girl and her little game.

This story began on an early winter morning in Norhaven. The sky was still quite dark and the sun had only started to rise. The local orphanage’s headmistress had, what most villagers called, an odd routine. Normally, she woke up before the rest to read the daily newspaper and begin her everyday work in order not to pile things up. That was precisely the routine she followed on that particular chilly forenoon. She got out of bed and stretched her body, making her way to the front door. She opened the door, letting the cold air to rush inside which made her feel uncomfortable of staying there any longer.

So she picked up the newspaper and was ready to go inside, until, she heard the clear sound of a baby crying.

In shock, she turned around and saw, laid in front of her on the porch, a baby in a basket. The baby wasn't covered from the cold and had just been woken up. “Oh dear!” She exclaimed, her face turning white. Without hesitation, she took the baby inside and wrapped it with the only removable cloth she had, her shawl. The baby was checked and examined by the orphanage’s doctor. Thankfully, the baby was safe with no problems.

The baby was a female. A child with dark-sky like blue eyes and a sweet smile. They named her, Lydia.

Years passed by in the blink of an eye. Lydia was an extraordinary child. She had an amazing memory and the ends of her creativity spread far and wide. Her friends loved her dearly and often stuck together no matter what. It was a happy scene to witness, the kids playing around without a care in the world and treating each other like blood related siblings even though they were biological strangers.

No one in the orphanage knew Lydia’s actual birthday as she was below 5 months old when the headmistress found her. But, keep a birthday they must, choose a birth date they did and hold a birthday they did. Lydia’s 4th birthday was celebrated in full joy and it was also the day Lydia could go home; Go home with her new parents.

Everything was dandy at the orphanage and at Lydia’s new home. But one year later, Lydia’s foster parents gave her back to the orphanage and refused to give an explanation.

“It’s their fault!”
Lydia cried after her foster parents, whom she had grown to love immensely, abandoned her.

“I didn't do anything! I promise! Lydia was a good girl!”
Her tears didn't stop. She was heart broken.

“Sweet heart… It will be fine, don’t worry.” In hopes of trying to calm the young soul, consoling her. But her eyes widened in shock as a bruise could be seen on her shoulder. Suspecting the worst, she and the orphanage’s doctor checked her body.

A few bruises may be because of rough play but the amount of bruises they found on her body can only lead to one explanation, she went through abuse. Not by elders, but by children; bullies her age.
Despite the struggle that she went through, another family wanted to adopt her. And so Lydia left again, to start another life.

She led a normal life for a couple of days till her new foster parents got uncomfortable with her favorite hobby’s produce; her drawings. She used to draw a lot. But her drawings took a sharp turn 3 days after she was adopted. Her drawings became grim and odd.

Her drawings mostly included her new parents, herself and the kids who were her new friends. The only thing that really caught the parent’s attention was that all the kids in her drawings had decapitated heads with blood splattered around the kids.

That 
wasn't the only odd change that the parents noticed. She often played hide and seek with the neighborhood kids. One day, the mother stumbled upon the 5-year old Lydia singing a song about hide and seek.

“Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
It’s a fun game to play~

Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
It’s a game for everyday~

Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
The seeker has been decided~

Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
Everyone is hidden now~”

It was cute to hear the child sing such a happy song about the game that most of children play in the village. So she stuck around to listen to her amazing daughter sing. A smile was on Lydia’s face too, but It wasn't as sweet as Lydia was; it was creepy. The mother felt a sudden rush of chills up her spine.

“Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
The first one to be caught~

Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
Is gonna be chopped to bits~”

She froze, her mouth became dry and her eyes were wide open, witnessing her child sing a song that she never thought would leave Lydia’s lips. Her breathing unstable for a while and her senses becoming numb.

“…Lydia! Why not you go out and play?”
The mother spoke, trying to interrupt Lydia’s melody of death. She tried to smile but was genuinely relieved to see the regular smile Lydia had. 

“Okay Mommy!” Lydia said with a smile and left. The mother dismissed it as nothing out of the ordinary but didn't quite feel her nervousness go away.

“Alright! Lydia is the seeker!”
“Okay! I’m going to start counting!”
Lydia started counting as her friends hid in their places. “Zero! Ready or not, here I come!” A common phrase said by most kids in the game of hide & seek. She turned around, a sweet smile on her face, and she started to look for the friends who were now hidden from sight.

With an axe in her hand.

“Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
It’s a fun game to play~
Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
It’s a game for everyday~”

Lydia lived in a village close to the woods which was also the children’s best spot for playing literally anything. It was the ideal place to play peacefully without getting disturbed by adults.

” Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
The seeker has been decided~

Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
Everyone is hidden now~”

Lydia walked through the woods searching for her friends. And she did. Peeking through the edge of the bark of a tree, a few feet away from her, she spotted a green shirt. She smiled eerily and walked to that friend.

“Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
The first one to be caught~”

The green shirted boy, noticing he had been caught, put his hands up in the air and turned around, “Ah, Lydia, you cau--” The boy froze in his words and a sense of escape and fear overtook him. Infront of him, was a brown haired and blue eyes beauty with a smile that ran from one of her cheek to another, eyes that were wide open with happiness and her arms holding the axe above her head.

“Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
Is gonna be chopped to bits~”

“Ly--”

The axe swung down on the boy’s head and sliced it half, just like the chop that Lydia sang about.

“Hide and seek,”

She continued and found 3 more, chopping them up just like how her song described so. But at the end of the day, when the police found the bodies, no one knew who the murderer was.
Because, one child was missing.

Lydia herself.

A series of murders took place just like that.  The children who were able to escape described the seeker being a young child their age with beautiful dark-sky blue eyes but didn't see how she murdered their former companions.  

It continued, for several years. The orphanage was devastated that they couldn't find Lydia but one day, seven years after that incident, she visited the orphanage.

I was outside, taking the mail from the mailbox. It was a cold winter morning and I was getting annoyed with the fact that collecting morning newspaper became my job.

That’s when I saw her, in front of the orphanage’s gates with her dark-sky blue eyes that became lifeless.

“Long time no see, Jane.”

I dropped the mail that I was carrying. My cheeks became warm and tears started to roll down my icy cheeks. I was speechless. I wanted to say so many things to her and I didn't know where to start.

“Come in! Good heavens! You've had us all worried--”

“I cannot stay any longer, Jane. I’m here to give my goodbyes.”

I looked up at her, dumbfounded by her reply. “Goodbyes? What do you mean?”

She looked away, leaving us in silence for a few seconds.

“This is the last time we will ever meet.”

didn't know what to do. I rushed over to the gate and tried to gain my breath. “What? Aren’t we your family?” I questioned her.

“This orphanage is the only family I ever had, Jane.”

“Then why? Tell me why! After so long..”
I tried to speak. After 5 whole years, I had finally met her.

“Goodbye, Jane.” She said, a neutral smile on her face as she turned around and started to walk away.

“Lydia! Wait, I’m call--” I said and turned around, walking towards the front porch to call everyone out.

“Thank you so much, for the warmth you have given me.”

I felt my heart drop. So I turned around and I found no one there. No trace of anyone there. As if, she just vanished.

Later that day, a news report came on television, talking about the finding of a dead body of a twelve year old child, five days ago. She was reported to have long brown hair and dark-sky blue eyes. Her name was reported to be Lydia.

That is, my tale and the story of Lydia.
And her song, that has now become a scary urban legend of the village, goes like this:

‘Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
It’s a fun game to play~

Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
It’s a game for everyday~

Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
The seeker has been decided~

Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
Everyone is hidden now~

Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
The first one to be caught~

Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
Is gonna be chopped to bits~

Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
The second one to be caught~

Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
Is the person’s head I will possess~

Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
The third one to be seen~

Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
Will no longer live~

Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
I spotted the fifth one’s shirt~

Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
Now he can fit in a tiny box~

Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
There’s no one left to be seen~

Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
I’m the only one left~

Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,
I now feel so lonely~

Hide and seek,
Hide and seek,

It’s time,
To join them all~!”

But even now, children report hearing that same song while they play hide and seek. Sometimes, they even report seeing decapitated bodies. However, the child that she once was, may never be the same as she roams for a reason, even I cannot comprehend.

2 comments:

  1. Sooper Beta, keep doing your best and take criticism as measures for your improvement. I am proud of you Betooo.... May Almighty Bless you.

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  2. I am proud too. Such complex writing, so well written. You will definitely shine as a writer. All the best to you.

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