Impaler Alternate Ending

As I ran down the stairs frantically searching for my mom and dad there was a loud bang that came from outside. I saw my mom in the kitchen and told her what was happening. She was one step ahead of me. She was already packing food for the trip to grandmas house where we would take refuge for awhile. I called my best friend Skye and told her that her family was welcome to take the trip with us. Then I went upstairs

My mom spoke very little to each of us and seemed to be gone longer and longer each day until Saturday, which was moving day. That Saturday I had a band concert for relay for life at my local park. As the performance came to an end my best friend and I hop in the backseat of her mom's sweltering car and crank up the radio. We listen to our favorite throwbacks as her mom speeds down the streets rushing to get me home. As we pull in the drive, an unfamiliar vehicle idles in my driveway. Inside my house lays all of my moms belongings neatly piled up by the door waiting to be taken. My mom greets me at the door and introduces me to her boyfriend. He is much taller than me and talks down to me as if I'm a child. I cut the conversation short and sit on the couch with my dog Casey as they continue moving her things. After the last item is hauled away, my mom looks at me through the glass of the front door and says “I'll pick up Casey later.” and vanishes without another

It was a quiet Saturday afternoon, I sat in the kitchen table eating while my mom cleaned the house. The calmness of the house was interrupted by the sound of the phone ringing, my mom answers. I look over to her and see her face flooded with tears, my heart sank to my stomach, I had never seen her that way before. Stuttering my mom says “hurry get into the car we’re leaving.” She hurries to gather her purse as she yells

My mom call me to the kitchen. I rushed down stairs as if I was a cheetah trying to catch my prey. I kissed my mom on the cheek ten times and said thank you, thank you, thank you. I ran outside. I layed on the grass thinking what would happen the next day, but my thoughts went away

I rushed out of my bedroom to greet my mom, my dad and my brother Eric when I heard the garage door open. When they entered the house my mom was talking. There was a sad tone in her voice. I ran back to the hallway and listened.

It was a Saturday morning, I awoke to the sounds of muffled arguing in the next room. I lay in my bed, waiting for the sounds too cease. Not wanting exit my room and get caught in the crossfire of an intense argument between family members. After what felt like ages, the feud ended, making it safe to creep out my bedroom door and into the hallway, too where the land-line telephone was ringing. I pick up the phone and press the button labeled 'talk.' The other side of the phone line cracks to life, and I hear a warm familiar voice asking, “Are you okay?”, It was Joann, She had heard the commotion that had erupted from my home, As she lived on the other side of the road that divided our street. I thought for a moment, and replied, “ I don't want to

They were all gathered around my bed, my parents were holding my hands. Mar was sitting at the end of the bed. The doctor started to explain something that was unbelievable.

Then one day I was at home and sleeping and the telephone rang. My mother informed me that she could not breath and need to go to the hospital. I got dressed and rushed over to my parents’ house. I assisted my mom in getting dress and help her get into my

It was a normal morning, and I was just getting ready to start my day. As I grab my maroon jeggings out of the closet, I hear my mother scream my name down the stairs. What could she possibly want now? She woke me up 20 minutes ago.

The beaming sun shone down on me while the soft, warm breeze told me about how the upcoming days were going to be like. All around me I saw the sky-high buildings and the enormous mountains and I realized how much different it looked than the notorious city of New York. I was remembering the friends I missed so dearly, when all of a sudden, a strange sound snapped me back to reality. A shape approached me, but all I saw was the brilliant rays of the sun being thrown back in my face. Then, I realized that it was my mother.

It was a normal afternoon, and I was just getting ready to start my day. As I grab my maroon jeggings out of the closet, I hear my mother scream my name down the stairs. What could she possibly want now? She woke me up 20 minutes ago.

Mom walked into the house after having a stressful day at work to find that no chores have been done. she yelled my name once, twice, six times but I never came out. Now she’s worried, she walked up to my door and goes to open the door, but it 's locked. She went go get the spare key to my door and open it. Not knowing what to expect she opened the door and screamed, there I am dangling from a rope that was tied to the ceiling fan. Her immediate reaction is to run up to my cold lifeless body to try to wake me

It’s about twelve at night, dogs are barking while I’m walking through the alley. As I walk through my backyard trying to go in through the backdoor I saw the kitchen light come on I just knew that my ass was grass. So as I creep up the steps trying to peek through the mini blind I seen my momma. My heart starts pumping and I was shaking like an earthquake I just knew she would be mad. So I just stood there until she left the kitchen she walked out and I grab for the door and opened it. I tried to take some steps and hurry up and go up the stairs but she heard me and came after me…

It was a cold and dark Thursday evening in the town of Carmel, Indiana. My family had just finished eating dinner, my mother made chicken potpie which is my favorite. After eating everything I on my plate I proceeded to finish the remainder of my homework, which was not much considering I was in second grade. I finished my list of assigned chores when I got home from school that day to make sure I had no obligations before sitting down to relax. As I went upstairs to change into my pajamas I heard the sound of my mother making popcorn on the stove, the rich smell of butter and grease filled the house. After hurrying to get my comfiest pajamas on I ran downstairs to see my mother already in her spot on the big couch we would always read on,

My parents wanted me to bond with my little sister and had sent my sister an I to our summer home. After dinner and hours playing with my little sister (She’s about 7.) I tucked her into bed. I noticed her diary sitting on her bedside table. It was covered with silver sparkles and had fake jewels lined up to create her first initial, the letter A. I never knew she had a diary. The sound of her sleeping was very comforting as I sat down next to the bed and opened it. Yes, I was sneaking in someone’s diary but my mom never bought her diary or a journal. There were no words only pictures. Frightening pictures. A man with fangs and blood around his mouth. Two marks on a child’s neck. A grave left opened with no bodies in it. Garlic, crosses, silver stakes were drawn in places. They could only be one thing. Vampires. My mom had said something about Anna, my little sister, drawing her dreams. These were her dreams…….