The Man in the Ice-Cream Truck

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a story my dad told me when I was younger is it true I don't know but I thought I would share it anyway. Plus I have heard children who have went out to their streets and have never return.

Submitted: July 01, 2011

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In the 1970’s their was a man who came from a small town in Kentucky his name was Engus Boone. He was an odd boy while growing up and his father ignored him while he was sober. When he was drunk he would beat him or worse. The boy liked killing small animals when he was 7 and did nothing else. When he was sixteen he had no skills other then driving and killing pets. A few years later his father died from lung cancer and the boy was left alone to his own desires. When he was twenty he bought a van drove to Ohio to work in a cardboard factory on the glorious third shift. His fetish of killing was not gone he still killed animals but he wanted to try something new. He killed a man and he killed a women the man was to hard to kill and put up a fight. The women screamed to much and would not stop kicking. Engus was in a pickle he liked killing humans but they were such a struggle for him it was almost not worth it. But when his eyes came on to alittle boy named Carl he garbed him and took him in his van and killed him. It wasn’t like the others he didn’t scream he didn’t struggle he did what he was told and that’s when Engus came up with a plan. He painted his van white and stuck stickers of cold dairy products all over his vehicle. With his final act of morbid disguise he stuck two horns that would play his favorite little diddle so all the boys and girls could come from far near to his vehicle to buy his treats. At night he would work but in the day he would begin his vicious intentions. As boys and girls would put in their orders Engus would fetch them what they needed and as he would hand it to the kids he would snatch them all up and tie them up in his van of doom. He would turn on his little diddle so no one would hear their screams and cries for help. He would take the children into the backwoods of Kentucky and drain his sexual urges then he would smash them against the trees until they died. He would do this for two years until Kentucky police officer Rod Fletcher caught him smash a boy’s body against a tree near a gas station. Rod later checked the gas stations dumpster to find more children’s bodies in garbage bags. Engus received the death penalty on the account of manslaughter of 67 children and two adults. 5 years later he was finally executed on June 30 1984. Every year on June 30th if you go to the end of your street and sing this song (Come one Come all this sight Engus Boone is going to die tonight He was caught in the backwoods killing children Now he’s in the electric chair screaming and hooting Upon his death he sworn revenge A year later he was the living dead Every year he comes back to life To finish his life work and kill every child in the night ) you will begin to hear Engus’s little diddle coming near you, but I would advise not to stay to long or you’ll never be heard of again.


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