Oggalen, Texas

Oggalen, Texasby Rafael Cox, age 10

This was a time I went to Texas to see my cousin. Me and my mom went downstairs to get water, and suddenly we started hearing voices. Mist was everywhere. We heard a scream. It sounded like my cousin. My heart was pounding out of my chest. I tried to find where the scream came from, and I saw my cousin’s skeleton. I realized my mom disappeared. I heard the killer; he said his sounds possessed my mom. Suddenly, my mom came out of the dark and started chasing me. I realized the voice was my uncle’s.“Nooooo,” I yelled! Right when my mom was about to catch up she suddenly stopped. It was all a prank, and I fell for it. Or was it? After that everyone started acting weird. When I wasn’t looking, they started creeping closer. My cousin swung a knife at me, and I narrowly dodged it. Mostly because I love to practice fighting, my instincts made me punch my cousin so hard, a gush of saliva came out of his mouth. When the saliva touched me, it burned like acid, and he exploded into goo. I cried, mourning the death of my cousin, but then I realized since he was made of that smelly goo, he probably wasn’t the cousin I knew and loved. He was a . . .

To be continued.

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