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The Creek

This is my original work and is inspired by Patrick Hockstetter from Stephen Kings IT. This story has triggering and dark themes and topics so if things like this trigger you i ensure you to NOT read this story. For those who decide to continue I hope you enjoy.

United states 1950’s location Bangor Maine. The summer heat beamed a golden ray of scorching light down upon the living beings below. Not many people knew about that sad little down named Derry Maine and the ones who did know refused to acknowledge it’ s existence. It was a beautiful hot summers day when Kathleen Turner a tall lanky preteen withholding a naturally pasty complexion, jet black locks that trailed her back and a unique shade of grey in her doe shaped eyes was currently finding things to burn with her new lighter and a can of hairspray that you could buy at any drug store for $1.40, Kathleen cared more for her new lighter like it were a new born never taking her eyes off it and always checking her back pocket to make sure some stanky little kid didn’t swipe it out of her pocket when she wasn’t paying attention which for the record was all the time. Kathleen Turner wasn’t your stereotypical idea of a teenage girl drooling over boy’s in the hallways, always so desperate for being on the cheer team or having that pre-Madonna attitude most if not all girls had. If anything Kathleen was the complete opposite always taking joy in causing others pain no matter the extent she had to go, always burning things with her lighter and the most alarming of all enjoyed killing and or torturing stray animals, long after the poor little critter’s life was taken away she would dump them in the creek deep in the woods happily watching the lifeless body drowning to the bottom of the creek.

Now I know what you are thinking. How has she never been caught? Well she has never been caught because the tall lanky girl named Kathleen Turner was smart about this, no not just smart that was an understatement Kathleen was overly smart having an IQ of 107 she was able to get away with such hateful acts because she flew under the radar. Appearing as the shy, polite girl to the adults nearby that always hands her homework in early and never getting into fights depending on who you’d ask Kathleen appeared as “a model student” but the truth was far from that if anyone was to snitch on the slender girl the adults would turn a blind eye to this truth because Kathleen was to “innocent and well behaved” not to mention the very little pieces of evidence that were left because Kathleen would dispose of any traces leading to herself planning everything 2 months before hand, carefully scribbling everything down in her diary she kept in the bottom of her school bag at all times in case she needed it. Searching deep in the woods for something to use her new lighter on the dark haired girl stopped immediately analysing her surroundings carefully turning her head slightly to a bush were she could hear a rustling noise, slowly taking a step forward the girl pulling a blade from her belt she stopped again not to alert whatever was behind the bush. Taking in a slow but silent breath Kathleen jumped into the bush catching a small snow white rabbit in her arms not long after catching the scared animal a sinister smile spread across her face, as quickly as she could the tall girl sat behind the bush holding the rabbit firmly whilst taking the new lighter out of her pocket with her free hand. Without thinking twice, the psychopathic girl set the rabbits tail alight laughing hysterically and watching in entertainment as the poor animal struggled in pain as the flames spread engulfing the entire rabbit turning its pure white fur a deathly black. Still smiling immensely at her work Kathleen picked up the lifeless creature dragging it on the floor by it’s foot arriving at the place were she disposed of any evidence the girl hoisted the corpse over her shoulder and into the creek watching vigorously as the burnt black rabbit sunk slowly towards the bottom of the water like the titanic before sinking into the icy cold water. Just as Kathleen was about to walk away still admiring her best work yet someone caught her eye hiding behind a tree near the creek’s water acting fast the psychopathic girl acted as if she hadn’t noticed the mysterious figure hiding and watching her closely dispose of a burnt corpse, soon Kathleen’s pace become slow as she came closer to the figure without thinking twice she pulled the blade from her belt still bloody from the countless hour of animals she had bludgeoned to death hoisting herself round the tree with one swift motion pinned down the intruder against to tree keeping her knife close on their throat.

“snitch and your dead! Now tell me did you see anything back there?”

Kathleen spat in a harsh and venomous tone the mysterious person didn’t respond back just smiled the same sinister smile Kathleen did when she carelessly tortured that rabbit

“What the frick are you smiling at?”

she practically screamed in the smiling boys face. The boy smiled even more at this before answering Kathleen several threatening questions

“Don’t worry sweetness I won’t snitch ya up to the coppers especially when you show no mercy to that pathetic little rabbit. I’m impressed truly.”

The boy gave another creepy smile whilst admiring the girl’s horrific definition of work.

“How the frick do you know about what I did to that rabbit? Have you been following me or what? Coz I won’t hesitate to bludgeon you and throw your pathetic lifeless body into that creek just like all the other countless animals I’ve gotten my hand on.”

Kathleen was raging with anger no way was she going to be caught because some lowlife stalked her, the boy laughed a truly evil spine-chilling laugh which made the girl smile a psychopathic smile

“Oh, doll that’s what I admire about you, you stay true to your word. But killing me isn’t going to help you especially since I know all the best places to get more worthless animals to torture.”

Kathleen withdrew her blade back from the boy’s neck putting it back into her belt

“You better be telling the truth coz if not you have no idea what I’ll do to you understand!” the girl yet again screamed in the boy’s face

“Swear down on my dead brothers’ life” this puzzled Kathleen never had she heard that kind of promise before but maybe she could find out what this meant later if what this boy was claiming was even true.

“Are you coming or what doll?”

the boy shouted back at Kathleen whilst walking in the opposite direction.

“What’s in it for me?” although the slender girl could not see this the mysterious boy smiled at her question

“You’ll just have to wait and see sweetness. It’s a surprise now come on.” For a while the journey was silent until the boy suddenly asked

“What’s your name” without hesitation the girl replied in a strong bold tone

“Kathleen”

“hmm nice name Kathleen what?”

“Kathleen Turner. Now since were getting to know each other on a full name basis tell me what’s your name?”

“Johnathan Ferguson”

After taking in his name Kathleen took mental notes on the boy analysing his intently Kathleen noticed that that Johnnie was tall and lanky like herself maybe just a little taller? He withheld a slightly ashy complexion, pale grey eyes with a slight hint of blue and long charcoal black hair that hid most of his face Without any warning the dark-haired boy immediately stopped without saying a word. “Johnnie? Why have we stopped?” Kathleen question in confusion, Patrick swiftly motioned his hand forward as if to say, “hey come this way” The tall girl complied soon standing right next to the slightly taller boy.

“So.. what happens now Ferguson? Coz I swear if your messing with me I’ll...”

“I know what you’ll do doll now shh you’ll scare away the prize.” This intrigued Kathleen suddenly she could hear the tapping of roofs on the woodland ground the girl only blinked once and In front of her stood a big chocolate brown dear with dangerous looking horns tick towards the start and piercing sharp towards the end. Kathleen didn’t have to be told twice she knew what this dear meant, she also now understood why Johnathan had taken her deeper into the forest to put it bluntly the two of them were going to hunt this dear down and have some fun although she had only met Johnathan a few moments ago Kathleen Turner liked the way he thought maybe after this they could make hunting down innocent critters their tradition. Their fun time. Johnathan gave Kathleen a nod signalling that he would go first then she would follow closely behind watching intently Kathleen focused on how Johnathan would take this monster of a dear down. . Johnathan being the tall lanky and stereotypical definition of a danger knew that the dear would not trust him on bit so as calmly and collectively as he could slowly walked towards the furry animal taking out his hand allowing the dear to smell him as a sign he wasn’t going to cause any harm the dear being gullible let the monster of a boy stroke it’s fur . Johnathan then nodded his head telling Kathleen to do the same. As the girl slowly walked towards the dear just like. Johnathan did she noticed the boy messing with something in his back pocket still petting the animal the tall boy put a knife towards to dears throat and just as Kathleen approached him pulled the blade across its throat a ear deafening scream roamed the forest making a few birds hiding up in the trees fly far away from the fear with a thud the dear was on the floor shaking and bleeding out

“I didn’t go to deep because I wanted to share the fun with you doll. What cha say? Wanna join me with this?” without a word the evil smile grew yet again on the girls face nodding at the same time by doing this the same evil smile grew upon the heartless dark haired boy it was no secret that both were in the stages of being psychopathic heartless mass murders both were smart about how they went about their business and with the two of them teaming up together nobody was safe.

Grabbing her beloved bloody blade Kathleen subjected the poor dying dear to several hours of torture. Johnathan watching with a beaming smile as if this was okay Soon after the girl quickly grew bored and pulled out her hairspray and lighter.

“Why don’t you join me? Your missing out on some fun” Kathleen’s voice squeaked in sheer excitement.

“Oh doll I never thought you’d ask.” Johnathan responded putting both hands over his heart as if he were flattered like a teenage girl when she received roses from her boyfriend for several consecutive hours the pair beat the half dead animal to death finishing with Kathleen setting the dear alight both teenagers stepped back watching the animal burn to smithereens and admiring their work

“That was so much fun Johnathan I don’t think I’ve ever had so much fun in my life, not even when I did this by myself. You really know your stuff.” This made Johnathan respond in a toothy grin

“You’re not so bad yourself Doll maybe we can do this again sometime coz I’ve never met anyone like you... you’re like me doll... your real...”

“You’re the only think that’s real to me. . Johnathan You understand me... From now on it’s you and me till the bitter end.”

“Till the bitter end” Johnathan repeated

Nobody knew it but on that summer’s day in 1950 something two of the most heartless and ruthless psychotic killers were born to cause havoc for many years yet to come.

The Night was still and cold as the sinister duo make their way through the forest Johnnie taking the lead and Kathleen following. Both continued through the night until the dark-haired boy stopped without warning turning his head slightly as if he was listening out for something “Johnnie?” the girls voice was soft and hid a tone of slight confusion, the boy raised his arm up in response as if to tell her to keep quite the girl complied. At least 5 minutes passed until the both of them could hear snapping twinges and rustling in the distance not wasting anymore time the two teens gave each other that infamous sinister look, like before Jonnie took the lead taking his knife out from his belt Kathleen trailing behind with her sliver lighter and hairspray within the blink of an eye the slender boy pounced like a tiger after it’s pray. Jonnie pounced “Ahhhhh!” a fearful scream followed; Johnnie’s blade was on a young boys throat Kathleen recognised this boy to be Julian Hopper an annoying know it all in her History class “What cha doing out here Julian?!” The girl taunted the poor boy being held at knife point by a slender like monster. “i.i..i.i’m looking for night time animals, Mrs Douglas set us a project on it.. w.. what are you doing?” the boys voice was clear as day full of sheer paranoia and crippling fear this reaction however made the monstrous boy smile a skin crawling toothy smile, cold hearted intentions hid deep with his eyes. “Oh Julian didn’t your mother ever teach you to never leave the house alone especially after dark? Something bad might happen” a cold chuckle escaped the boys lips the poor boys eyes widened at this response everyone at school knew to never mess or even acknowledge Johnathan Ferguson he was different… dangerous and had all abilities to kill someone and get away with it if he really wanted to, his brain worked differently to everyone else nobody knew it then but if Johnathan was born a good few decades later who would have been diagnosed with Psychosis making the possibility of him to becoming a full on Serial killing psychopath more likely if gone undetected. The dark- haired boy without hesitation pressed his blade deeper into the boy’s throat but not so deep that it killed him “ahhhh!” another fearful scream followed echoing throughout the night Kathleen handed her lighter to the taller boy holding the fearful Julian Hopper down as Johnnie made his blade hot, placing the lighter underneath the blade causing the sliver to now turn a beaming deep orange “hold him down tighter this might get a little messy” not long after the words left the boys lips coldly the know it all called Julian Hopper was trying his hardest to escape with no luck the doe eyed girl had pinned in down good punching him in the face knocking him out enough for him to calm down and stop moving. Johnnie moved closer and lifted the boy’s shirt up and without a second thought slowly slid the scorching blade across the boy’s stomach “ahhhhhh!” the agonising screams brough the two cold teens to smile in amusement at their “work” “you wanna try it Kat?” the boy asked clearly existed the girl nodded in response and the two switched places this time Kathleen rolled up the boys pant leg and pressed as hard as she could moving so slow across the boys ankles, the girl did this so the boy couldn’t run away. Many hours into the night and Kathleen decided on how things should end taking back her lighter from her “friend” she covered the boy in hairspray setting him alight, the pair just stood there watching the boy burn away until the screams soon stopped telling the teens that Julian Hopper was now dead. Johnnie put out the fire and the both of them took the body to the Creek were they met throwing him into the water the two watched him sink like the titanic in 1912 “We did such a good job Johnnie and that was just amazing.” “it was amazing wasn’t it. Come on we gotta move outta this town I know for a fact that he’s gonna be reported as missing and the entire town is gonna be at my door.” “Where would we go Johnnie?”

“Castle Rock is only a few miles from here we can hitch a ride on the way there from the motorway outside of here” The two killer teenagers made they way to Castle rock were it is said that a kid once died there after looking for Blueberry’s to pick, the story goes that a 12 year old boy named Ray Brower set out one summers day with ones of his mothers best pots to pick blueberry’s however he went to far into the woods and stumbled onto the train tacks dying instantly from the trains impact. Several years later and Castle rock would now be a new home to Kathleen Turner and Johnathan Ferguson the most cold- hearted killers since Bob Grey.

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Beautiful Trauma

*Location* Canada Toronto 1985

The snow fell down heavy. Leaving a beautiful pure white mist behind like a paranormal entity delicately fluttering across a dark room being lit by the moonlight blooming like a snow drop on a beautiful springtime day. This world has many mysteries, horrors and dark secrets that not even everyone can come to terms with no matter how hard they try.

Kimberly Rough Watson is a petite girl for her 17 years of age, withholding a pasty white complexion, deep emerald eyes anyone could be possessed by and the richest shade of caramel locks that trailed down to the very ends of her back. Kimberly in reality was a “sad” girl always looking into the latest crime cases and keeping every snippet of Crime articles containing horrific detail about Milk carton kids, Certain Serial Killers, conspiracy’s and the most spine chilling thing of all exposed experiments kept top secret for years. It gave the girl mixed feelings of amusement and fascination what went through the average humans brain to make them think such despicable thoughts? Was there something in their backgrounds that snapped them into the sinister infamous killers they are known for today? All of Kim’s thoughts were put on holt as she was put into a feeling of great shock when a violent tapping sound came from her window slowly and hesitantly picking up the thickest book she owned of her bed titled “ The secrets of a serial killer” for her protection, peeping her head slightly out from behind her mahogany coloured curtain’s all traces of crippling anxiety and blinding fear taking control over her entire body, plastering her into place like when you use a thick, sticky white substance to plaster wallpaper onto a painfully dull wall when moving into a new house.

{tap, tap,tap} the noise came again only more violent this time Kimberly in this moment becoming blinded by fear with every tap against her window.By the seventh tap something snapped in the back of Kimberly’s mind and her anxiety and fear was exchanged for shear fits of rage “how dare someone or something do this to her in her own house” still hesitant the poor girl gathered all traces of courage she had and picked her book up leaving it protrude over her head, levelled exactly to damage whatever was bothering her and attacking her window. “one…..two…….” counting slowly in her head ready to attack Kim took a breath after each count “THREE” Kimberly screamed in her head pulling back the drapes protecting the secrets of her room from the outside world and shot the book out of her window in sheer fits of aggression, crippling anxiety and paranoia. “OUCHHHHHH FRICKIN TAP DANCING JESUSE!!!” a familiar voice screamed out in agony Kimberly looked out her window analysing with great care for who she hit and after a few seconds of analysis she concluded that she hit her best and only friend a tallish boy withholding a tanned skin tone with the cutest of freckles to compliment his face , soft chocolate coloured eyes in which anyone could get lost in and deep brown hair neatly cut and styled that went by the name of Jack Hunter Andison splattered onto the floor like a fly being smashed against a wall. “Oh well done Kim you’ve done it again” a quick thought passed through Kimberley’s brain as she raced down the stairs to aid her friend back to health. “Oh, Jack I’m so sorry, I didn’t know it was you” The petite girl screamed in sorrow and guilt

“No, no” Jack insisted “Surely it was my fault, I mean its not everyday you get stones attacked at your window and spattered back with a book onto the sidewalk” Jack laughed in pain and embracement from the events which just occurred. “What did you come here for Jack?” Kimberly askes with a hint of interest in her voice as she carefully aided Jacks bruised head, Jack took a few moments to answer thinking with great concentration on how to spill the news.“Well.” Jack winced in pain as Kim aided his injury “You know about the Russian Sleep experiments from the 1940’s right?” “Oh boy! Have I ever, it’s so fascinating about the events that occurred and how the human body reacts to certain things Jack!” Kim’s voice projecting the happiness in her voice, this was one of the worlds mysterious experiments that intrigued her deeply. “ Well something like this has happened again recently Kim.. and.. there’s been one lone survivor. There bringing the survivor to our town for recognition and because this is the last place the creators of the experiment will look, nobody ever comes here to our crappy lil town” Jack explained in great detail slightly ranting towards the end.

Kimberly was hit with a wave of confusion soon after following with a massive wave of unanswered questions. “can we check this out in the library at school tomorrow Jack?” making it sound more of a fact then a question. “Yes but we have to be careful, if anyone finds out were getting ourselves into this were basically screwed” Jack stated in complete seriousness. The very next morning Kim and Jack arose before the slightest beam of sun touched the Earth giving it’s usual Morning greeting. Out onto the crunchy white blanket called snow a petite girl and lanky boy roamed the winter wonderland that was set before them like a black and white picture taken at Christmas time capturing the very essence of “perfect.” Soon after the duo set out onto their journey they were met by Juniper Hill founded in 1920 and the only high school in town, met to educate 600 this old fashioned bricked building educated 1200 making everyday a literal world war 3 creating a sense of irony since the second war ended in 1944, 14 years after the third held at the one place that was supposed to educate and protect juxtaposing its entire existence. Jack swung the doors open allowing the sudden violent bursts of heat to attack their cold body’s and bring a sense of hope to both teens, down the dark hallways a tapping of poorly made winter shoes made its calling down the one hallway which for once possessed all signs of peace, tranquillity and relaxation.Trailing down every book stall and looking through book after book they finally found what they had come for an entire essay had been written about this survivor with crimpled pictures provided and showcasing how old and long this case has gone undetected and heard. Two pairs of eyes scanned every detail being shown to ma kind the columns read { Project B~ Number 1927 formally known as Dylan Robinson as been under scientific measures for 8 years and in that time the founders have concluded that this experiment has given extraordinary results that could change the world however this experiment is very dangerous and with the results in the wrong hands mankind could be obliviated so all traces will be destroyed, results will be said to be conclusive and project B will be disposed of.} “This isn’t real” Kim said to herself

“It’s very real Kimberly” a sinister voice responded trying to mask it’s dark deeds with Jack sweet and husky like voice “What did you say Jack?”“Hmmmm” Jack managed to let a random noise escape this lips, Jack still deep reading and deeper in thought wasn’t properly listening to Kimberly and made some random noise to keep her from becoming angry and annoyed“Kimberlyyyy” the voice summoned again dragging out the Y in a very painful way “Non of this is real, Your crazy, Your Crazy Kimberly, Your never alone when your with meee, You’ll never be sane” Like when dragging chalk across a chalk board this dark and dangerous voice kept hitting Kimberly down shot after shot like a gun firing a full round of bullets intending to cause agony at any cost. Kim looked around her, her head becoming heavy. Body light like helium. The world begun to spin. The confused and scared girl turned to her only friend for comfort and support in this scary event that was taking place but her so called best friend just stood and stared withholding a stone cold face and neutral expression. Kimberly couldn’t believe him. She had been there for him for so long and when she really needed him he does nothing and just watches her, Jack’s face begun to change shape and slowly melt away his cute freckled face, adorable chocolate caramel eyes, his neatly cut hair it was all gone.The floor beneath Kim’s feet ripped open like when a saddo picks their grossly set ruby red scabby wounds the teen was submerged to a world of darkness and shadows as a shocking sensation attacked the left side of her rib cage.

A blurring light shot into Kimberly’s defenceless eye’s as the same shocking sensation as before weakened then disappeared leaving the poor girl’s body on the edge. “Yep it’s she’s been having a Episodes again Doctor” a mysterious voice emerged out of thin air“Take the Patient back to her room, well sort her treatment out later first I must see to Miss Gittus , she has been well mannered enough to return to her room were she has been placed with Miss Watson ” A tiny light blue room with two beds on one side of the room and another 2 on the other side of the room with a single wooden cabinet to contain house the patient’s essentials awaited Kimberly and her future roommate. Kimberly awoke from a peaceful slumber gazing out of the window into the outside world trying to remember what life she had outside of the Ward, her mind was blank the only thing she could think about was Jack. His soft caramel hair neatly styled back, his perfectly tanned face complimented by his freckles and his mesmerising deep brown chocolate eyes anyone was guaranteed to get lost in. Was her real? Or just part of the episodes Kim suffered from? Kimberly was suddenly pulled from her thoughts startled as to what was making a nose, slowly peering over the night Curtin that separated the beds Kimberly was shocked to see a girl in the bed next to hers. You see that bed had been empty ever since Kim was brought into the Mental Hospital which was exactly 5 months ago.

“Hello?” Kimberly questioned walking towards the mystery girl’s bed the girl just sat there staring at Kim blankly. “It’s okay” Kimberly protested in a innocent voice “I was scared to when I first arrived here but I’m not going to hurt you.” The girl still looked blankly at Kim who by this point had already given up trying to make her first friend in this place. The expressionless girl then got up out of her bed and exited the room with out a word. Kimberly soon following into the Dinner Room and she saw the girl from before just sat there with the same expressionless face staring down at a glass of water “Look you don’t have to talk to me, but I hate sitting alone and it’s good to have at least one person you can trust” Kimberly explained taking a seat opposite the girl “I’m Kimberly by the way what’s your name?” after a few agonising seconds the girl responded with “ Lauren” giving a weak smile after. “Well it’s nice to meet you Lauren, if you’ll let me I could show you around since it’s your first day here?” “Hmmm Okay deal” Kimberly took in every detail of the girl sitting before her taking note of her perfectly thin body, Beautiful brown ish eyes which reminded her of Jack’s and light brown locks trailing down past her shoulders. Although Kimberly didn’t believe in love at first sight she believed in that single moment that this Girl was the most mesmerizingly gorgeous person she had ever seen, in some ways Kimberly saw Lauren as an Angel all Elegant and Stunning. Soon after finishing their breakfast the 2 girls entered the game room or so it was called it basically consisted of checkers, chess and cards as Kimberly and Lauren were playing cards and having casual convocation getting to know each other since they were sharing the same room the topic of why they were there was soon brought up which made both Girls entire body’s go ice cold and paralysed with fear.

Kimberly first spoke breaking the silence but not really knowing how to start “Well I’m here because I suffer with Episodes or Hallucinations as they are most commonly known.” Kimberly explained to Lauren watching the girls eye’s have a river of sympathy and somewhat understanding, when Kimberly finally got around to the second reason she was locked up and treated like a disease she became very very hesitant and scared of what the girl in front of her may think. “I’m also here because.. em..Because…. Because I’m apparently sick up here for liking girls” Kimberly finally got the right words out motioning her fingers to tap her head.“Ahh I see well there’s nothing wrong about that Kim don’t you worry I’m here because I had a break down and people think I’m off ma rock for suffering with Social anxiety when it’s not even my fault you see a few years back I lost my brother due to him being taken for a top secret experiment inspired by the 1940’s sleep experiment only it went horribly wrong and my brother and several others faced a sickening death.” Lauren explained raising her voice with tears forming in her eyes, Kimberly felt really bad for Lauren because she couldn’t really do much but explain to her that everything is going to be okay and that’s exactly what she did Kimberly the petite teen wrapped her arms around Lauren’s slim frame embracing her into a hug and whispering in a gentle and sweet like honey tone “everything is going to be alright, I’m here sweetie, everything is going to be okay you are safe with me there’s nothing to worry about.” Lauren felt safe in the girls arms, like nothing could harm her and she was on top of the world soon after Kimberly was loosening her embrace around Lauren when Lauren hugged tighter causing Kimberly to do the same for a few moments.

Both girls never wanted it to end but knew it had to especially Kimberly who refused to get another shocking treatment for being “mentally Sick for liking girls” soon after the comfort Kimberly showered Lauren with all patients were sent of to their room for medication time.