User:PastaMonsters

The Man In The Moon

I Lived in West Coast California. It was fairly sunny place, Children laughing, playing outside in there yards. I was the kid who stayed inside mostly to avoid anyone. My mother told me "Go outside, Play, Meet new friends!". I never cared, and I should of listened to my mother that day.. After a week of being in the cool, Gloomy depths of my room my mother marched me outside and pointed to a group of kids playing tag, Then she spoke "I am tired of you sitting in your room alone, Your going to grow up a loner, Mike go play with those kids." I replied "Yes Mother." I skidded across the sidewalk and over to the circle of children, One of the Kids were telling a story, I sat down. The child started to tell the story of the Man in the moon. "It was a gloomy foggy night.. A child was sleeping in his warm, comfy bed.. The Child-", The kid stopped as her dad called her for dinner. Soon all the Children were called inside, even me. When I walked inside my mother smiled at me and said "How was it Mike?" I replied sloping myself on the leather couch, "Good, One of the kids was telling a story about something." My mother looked gray and strange, She put my dinner on the Coffee Table and I started to eat. When I was finished I Brushed my teeth and did all the Bedtime routines, I climbed into bed and my mother kissed my forehead. After she shut out the lights I felt someone watching me, But after a few minutes it went away. But then something grabbed my mouth and I screamed and I kicked the beast off and I looked at the moon. It was blood red. I suddenly woke up in the hospital. 2 doctors stared at me. I spoke "W-what happened..?" The doctor said "You were attacked by something. You were lucky it only took a bit of flesh." I now regret ever staying inside.. I dubbed the thing "The Man in the moon" after seeing his face in the moon.. My mother went insane and she was the thing..She was the one who cut some flesh off my arm..She is the man in the moon..SHE is the man in the moon..