the demon tree

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Our family wasn't your everyday average family, my mother was a famous fiction writer and my father fell in love with the supernatural as a little boy and was now living his dream as a supernatural research agent. This is the story of how I ended up in this small creepy little town.

Submitted: May 31, 2017

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Our family wasn't your everyday average family, my mother was a famous fiction writer and my father fell in love with the supernatural as a little boy and was now living his dream as a supernatural research agent.


This is how we ended up in a small creepy town called demonio, which was always misty and the sun never seemed to come up, the mornings were dark and the nights even darker, it had been a darkness not known to me because it almost seemed like a hellish darkness.
it was on the fifth of May in 2009, I had just got back from school when dad got the call about the demon  tree, I had seen many things but a demon tree had just hit the nail on the hammer , a mysterious demon tree had been possessing people and  making them kill each other every night .  The story was that the tree would come to life at night making people do all these evil things and it had been planted at the house which would soon be my new home.
My parents unlike normal, had never been so excited to move to a demon tree possessed town where people were murdering each other every night, for dad, it was like he had just won a  jackpot, and my mother had just found a story for her new book.
Just like always I had to say bye to my new friends, this had been my life, moving from country to country following these things and stories. 
within a week we had packed up all our things and we were on our way to demonio like the name wasn't a reason enough to stay away from that creepy town I murmured under my breath.to make matters worse I would be living at the house where the demon tree was planted and did I forget to mention the house was also possessed by dead people and demon spirit.

Everything about that place gave me chills, the wired people that seemed to be moving like zombies with perfectly glued smiles on their faces like nothing was happening in their town.
It was late in the evening when we arrived, and our very weird neighbors, or so I  thought, were the first to welcome us. His name was Markus and his wife Sarah. Dad had never been so excited, he could not help but ask about, well everything.
I got my bag and went upstairs to my room, it was very strange there was this heavy and strange feeling about the house, it was empty and yet it felt as if it was full of people who could not be seen.
The moment I opened the bedroom door, I felt a strong chilling wind pass right through me and my body was horrified by what happened next.  I could almost hear my soul screaming as the wind continued to pass through my now freezing body, then the light came on, but I was too shocked and terrified to remember if I had turned it on.
I had had a long day and at this point, I didn't  really care about anything, all I wanted to do was just go to sleep and wake up home like all this was just a bad nightmare.
It was about past midnight when loud sounds of a rocking chair moving back and forth work me, then a loud cry followed, it sounded like something from a horror movie, it was a baby crying and I could also hear a gentle voice trying to calm it.


never in my life had I been this terrified, my body was so numb I could barely feel anything, my voice was so shaky too, I toke a heavy deep breath and finally I let out a loud scream.
in a few second my father flashed into the room, breathing heavily and asked ``what’s wrong?'' can’t you hear that rocking chair and the crying baby ..he looked at me with a blank face which made me even more horrified was I going crazy ..... why couldn't he hear the crying baby . 
my father held on to me the whole night like a newborn baby, but that still did not stop me from shaking like a had a gun pointed to my head ..it was in the early hours 5 to be precise when the crying slowly began to vanish and I finally fell asleep
it was mid-morning when I woke ,I looked outside and wassurprised, everything seemed normal, well normal as that town would get .
it's like all the horrors and strange happening had just vanished, or so I thought.  I fence had been short and you were able to see outside. I saw a woman from across the street and I could see my father from a distance with our new  neighbor, he was a police officer
Talking to them was a crying woman who had been covered in blood and seemed to be terrified beyond reason, I quickly run to the gate and rushed to where they had been standing ,they stood the woman's husband wide open with missing body parts which looked like a wild animal had ripped out of his breathless body


this wasn't as terrifying as the crying, I had seen worse thing moving  with my father from country to country...she had suddenly stopped talking and her eyes opened so wide from fear and Terror, we turned around, and the sky was filled with darkness ,I looked at the tree and it was covered with the most disgusting insects and worms and blood was dripping from it ...then    suddenly

this wasn't as terrifying as the crying, I had seen worse thing moving with my father from country to country...she had suddenly stopped talking and her eyes opened so wide from fear and Terror, we turned around, and the sky was filled with darkness ,I looked at the tree and it was covered with the most disgusting insects and worms and blood was dripping from it then suddenly.. 
blood started dropping down from the heavens like rain, I turned around to look at the woman and screamed she was dead with her head missing and blood coming from her neck. Everybody was dead, the tree suddenly started to shake violently and then something dropped from it, I run to the house almost breaking the gate, I got closer to the tree and noticed the rotting head with maggots coming out of it, I got a stick and slowing turned it and then froze ,I would not move or speak ,my heart was beating so fast with terror I could almost hear it outside my body , it was my father
wake up!! I heard I voice shouting over my racing heart, then my eyes opened it was adream. I looked at my father who was now crying out of his mind, he looked and me and hugged me so tight that I was not afraid anymore then I heard my moms shaking voice, she's alive ...
I had been asleep for two days, I had stopped breathing but my heart was still beating .......was I trapped in the nightmare I could not wake up from or was this mysterious town showing me the horrifying truth of what was to come. 

 

 


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