"Ring a ring a rosy"

On the 29th of October in 1989, I was walking around a costume shop in ‘Look Sharp’ of Auckland New Zealand, looking for the best costume to wear to outshine my friends.

     

Reaching an interesting aisle, I suddenly stumbled across a mask that was quite menacing. I said to myself, “Tyson, you’re really going to outshine your friends”. I began my walk back to my house. Suddenly, while walking in the middle of the road, I saw an old radio that looked like it had been run over by a car. I was about to leave it there but, I remembered that my dad used to be a technician. When I picked it up, I saw a picture of a beautiful little girl and her mother looking at me, each looking terribly frightened, I also felt a vibration coming from the radio, although I didn't care.  I placed it in this plastic bag  I was carrying but that one action turned out to be  the biggest mistake I had ever done in my life.

    I reached my house, went straight to my dad’s workshop. There was no sight of him, so I wrote a note saying, “Dear dad, please fix this radio, thank you. Sincerely, Tyson”. After that, I went up to my room and arranged my horrifying costume, and put it on; in preparation  for trick or treating. Three hours later, my friends arrived. We walked all the way to the richest neighbourhood in town.

Once there, my friends and I stood and gazed at the size of all the houses, that really looked like mansions.  We chose the one house that we thought was probably the richest one to begin our Trick or Treating adventure. The owners were very generous and gave me a whole pillowcase of candy (that’s why we always go to that neighbourhood)!  Almost immediately, something in my brain was activated.  The woman before me was a mirror image  of the photo that was stuck to the radio that I had found. A shiver went up my spine.  

    When we’d finished trick or treating, we went straight home because we were exhausted. The next morning I heard the ‘radio’ going on, I thought it was fixed. I ran downstairs and I saw my dad was on the ground and next, to him was the radio together with a note.

I picked it up and it said,” Karen’s next>”( my mum)!

   I was freaking out I checked dad’s pulse and his heart beat and there was nothing! , I raced  to my sister, Liberty’s room and locked the door, thinking that this would keep us both safe.  Liberty screamed, ,”What’s happening?”

“Dad died because of this radio that  I brought home from a street” I responded,.

“That can’t be possible!” She said.

“Well it is now!” I answered.

“Wait, which street did you find it in?” Liberty asked.

“Umm, I think it was Lynn Street!”

“That’s where a small little girl was run over by a car, her spirit must have gone inside that old radio.  It’s been waiting for someone to pick it up and now it’s going to haunt us!

“So you mean that the- ...” I said

“Oh no!” Liberty shouted!.

    As quickly and quietly, as we could, we jumped out of the window to escape from the radio. Our destination, our mum’s work so that we can warn her about the radio. As soon as we got there Liberty and I ran as fast as we could to the counter. We asked the receptionist if our mum was there. However, she wasn't there, we ran back to our house. Although, it was too late because she was sitting on a chair with a knife gushed towards her stomach with blood all around her knees dripping down her legs. We tried to call out for help but there was no answer, we were left all alone in the house with no one to take care of us.

    We both walked to our neighbour's house heartlessly, for us it was like there was no one was there for us, the rest of our relatives are all orphans no aunties, uncles and grandparents we were all children. “Creeaak” went the door. Jake opened the door and he was surprised why I was sad because most of the time I was happy.

“Come in,” Jake said

“Thanks,” I responded holding my sister tightly around her shoulders, I knew I couldn't trust Jake because the last I asked him to look after my pet dog I lost it and we found our dog stuck in an electrical wire dead, that means I can’t leave my little sister whenever he’s going out somewhere.

     Until the last strike of 9:00 pm Liberty and I went to bed for the next day. Liberty and I packed our backpacks to leave to the news station to warn people about the radio. As soon as we got to the radio station, it was too late because the news team was all lying dead on the ground with holes strike towards their hearts. There was no chance about warning people about it in just one hour. The only solution is to make a quick banner and hang it in a mall for everyone to be aware of the radio.

    Later on, Liberty and I went back to Jake's house to have our lunch. However, when we entered the room we saw Jake lying dead on the floor. With a note next to him which said, “Tyson look behind you”! I looked behind myself and saw that Liberty wasn’t there. I tried to look for her. However, there was no sight of her. I was scared because I’m nothing without Liberty. Suddenly, I heard a banging noise coming from Jake’s room. I slowly went towards the room and as soon as I opened the door I saw one of Liberty’s bow and when I looked up the ceiling it was her.

     Liberty had scars everywhere on her body and blood was dripping everywhere. Her hands were on the ceiling and it was like she was alive because you could see a mouth in her stomach breathing. I walked slowly outside to escape from this creature until I stepped on a hanger and it made a really loud crack noise. My heart was pounding really loud, I was in great fright because I really didn't know what to do, I just stood there with fear. Liberty twisted her neck and ignored the noise, it was quite weird because she didn't see me but I didn't care because all I wanted to do was to escape this horror house. However, as soon as I laid step on the ground Liberty heard my foot step and quickly crawled to me like the grudge. Liberty jumped towards me and screamed out my name, it was like my eardrums were going to pop, I closed my eyes tightly.

While my eyes were still shut there was silence everywhere until I opened them I was still in detention sitting on my desk writing out lines while my teacher was trying to wake me up by saying my name repeatedly. Well I'm glad the chaos is over or was it, I saw the same exact radio with the same photograph on it, on my teacher's desk and it was playing the song “ring a ring a rosy.” It’s going to start all over again!

                                The end!