One Was Taken Away

One Was Taken Away

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A scary story I wrote from several sources of varied inspirations.
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A scary story I wrote from several sources of varied inspirations.

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Submitted: March 26, 2017

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I like to call this one Mr. Ice Cold.

Jim Mclaren was your average boy, in your average town that was just like ours. It was the dog days of summer, and all the kids were having fun with their leisure time. Every other day at around 3:45 the Little Baby's Ice Cream truck would arrive to give out treats and sweets to all the little kiddies. Jim ran to his mom and begged for some money for an orange creamsicle. She finally gave him the needed money for it. So, he ran after the whimsical sounds of the ice cream truck. The truck stopped as the kids gathered 'round. Mr. Ice Cold went over to the cold drawers full of delectables. He gave a dipped caramel ice cream cone to Sherry, a rainbow snow cone to Terrence, a frozen chocolate sundae to Ryan. Jim observed all of this eager for his turn. But then he noticed that Mr. Ice Cold always passed up drawer 45. Now that he thought about it ever since his older brother Jerry had taken him to Mr. Ice Cold for the first time, he never opened drawer 45. He got out of line making sure Derek and Theresa got treats from the front. He snuck around back to where drawer 45 was. While Mr. Ice Cold was getting the candies, he opened up the decrepit drawer centimeter by centimeter. Until he could peek through. He gasped at the contents inside. Susie Miller had disappeared the last summer, all the neighbors had set out on a search party, it even made the the local news. Inside were the decayed remains of Susie frozen all the way through. Jim had taken too long and now the cold tingle of Mr. Ice Cold's breath snuck up on him. In his deep gravelly voice he said, " That is my treat, it is not for you." Suddenly he swung close the ice cream truck's doors. He yanked up his body, and sunk him into the drawer. No one had noticed the disappearance of Jim, for their minds were busy with the thought of ice cream. Mr. Ice Cold parked the truck and opened up the drawer. He took out Susie's body, and shut the door that made-up Jim's cold coffin. Mr. Ice Cold added some milk and choclate powder to his industrial blender, and threw in Susie's long dead body. He ground her up, and poured her remains into a mold in the freezer. An hour later, he set the Susie chocolate creamsicles on his table. He slowly took a spoon to each creamsicle, and took out a spoonful of her wonderously tasteful remains, and slurped them into his mouth. Jim was soon to be his next tasteful victim.

 
 

 


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