Her red curly hair has been buried under my grave. I tried my best to touch my bones with my fingers to make sure that what I see is so real. The red curly hair acted the creepiest dancers I ever saw in my whole life. As a half-dead, I try to be inside and outside at the same time. As a big fan of everything horror, I watched all the horror movies and no one could scare me. I visited the horror tree, I threw my self in the abandoned houses and hunted hotels and nothing could make me afraid even for a moment. Although my friends competed many times to bring the horror to me no one dares to bring it to me. One evening this weird idea came to my head and whispered “the graves”. Then I realized that maybe I will find the real fear while spending my nights in my grave among other graves with my dead friends. So I became officially a half dead who wander in the wide forests in the day and sleep quietly in his terrific grave in the night.
Many long nights spent without a bit of fear until this exclusive night when I heard whispering came from outside. The voices were talking about the terrible crime of a girl. She was 12 years old when they found her body in the wooden cave. Her mother said “My daughter was a very brave girl. She never ever experienced the fear feeling”.
One of the human voices outside asked his friend about the reason for her killing in this scary way. His fellow answered “Nobody knows, they found the girl dead but the weird thing they founded her head shelved!!
The voices have been shut up suddenly. At this time I was crawling inside my grave trying my best to hear them. Fortunately, they complete their talking. The first voice said “Her mom was shocked and terrified when she saw the body of her child sinking in a lake of blood. He added with a voice full of fear “Her poor mother fainted when she saw the shelved head of her dead girl. The crowd thought it is normal reaction because she is her mother but I noticed something odd scared me. When I stopped close to her mother, I found her mouth move quickly and she murmured “She told me that she wanted to be scared until her hair dance.”
The first voice became silenced. The second voice asked him the color of the disappeared hair.
Before his answer, something entered my grave. I felt something touch me. Something moves right and lift underneath my body. When I saw it, the voice outside shouted “Red curly hair!”