Teach you a lesson
I met Nicholas when we were at elementary school. I hated him the moment I found out who his father is. Everyone was fake and wanted to be friends with him. Not me, at that moment I decided to bully him cause how he had it so much easier than the rest of us.
My terror of bullying was smooth, yet not apparent to others at first. That protected me from any consequences. But in our senior year in high school, Nick suddenly grew balls to resent me and stand up to me. Eventually he got me kicked out of school.
You know, I hated my life. I just went to school cause I had to. My parents were shit, I had no goals, no ambition. I realized that the longest goal I had in life was the bullying of Nicholas. But that would stop now. It suddenly made me feel empty inside. What would I do? I don't even know what to do with my life. I was browsing the internet, when I bumbed into a photo of Nick with his dad. His dad is pretty chill and still good looking for his age. His life must be amazing. I hope he is hard on him.
An idea was born in my head. I searched the internet for ways to possess someone. Possessing Nicholas would be boring, I would have no one to make fun off. But possessing his dad, that is something else.
I found this silly ritual, but it was worth a shot. I lit up the candles, got in the middle and started. My soul was ejected from my body. I was looking at my unconscious body on the floor. Then I imagined Nicholas and his house. I was transported in the blink of an eye. There he was, sitting on his bed, reading a book. "Just you wait"
I explored the house and found his father in the bathroom. Bingo. I dived into his back and then had to fight him for control of his body. He gave up. His body was mine.
"Damn, I look fantastic for a 50 year old!" I flexed my upper body. A tent formed in my pants. Plenty of time for that later on. I have to take care of something now.
I went into his room. He looked at me with a an unknowing smile. "What's up dad?"
I took his book and threw it on the other side of the room. I pushed him on the bed a grabbed him by the neck.
"Dad! Stop! What are you doing?! This hurts, stop this!"
"Daddy isn't here anymore, pipsqueak. It's just you and me."
"Ewan? How... why are you doing this?"
"Cause you got me kicked out and cause I missed bullying you, silly. Your life would be too boring without me."
Then a female voice called us over. "Say a word and I'll kill your father's body. Understand?"
We went to the living room. My wife, I assumed, asked us for a picture for the grandparents.
We went next to each other to pose for the photo. I noticed he wasn't smiling, So I pressed his neck painfully. He smiled just to avoid another punishment.
My new sexy wife took the photo, obviously happy for the result and left the room.
I smiled at him:"I'm going to make your life a living hell. You can count on it. From now on, call me DAD. You'll do whatever I say or else I hurt your family. Understand?"
Yet another story from inbox: I imagine you will have many requests as I have seen these days. I was thinking about a story in which a young man's bully possesses the young man's father, a handsome and rich man, with the intention of becoming the bad boy and the womanizer he always dreamed of, and to torment his new son even more, of course.
I imagine the father as Mark Wahlberg
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WRITERS + DIRECTORS ON THE POWER OF HORROR
Catriona Ward, interview for The Guardian
Mark Gatiss, in A History of Horror (2010)
Pascal Laugier, for Electric Sheep
Candyman (1992), dir. Bernard Rose
Colin Dickey, Ghostland
Carmen Maria Machado, for Paris Review
Kier-La Janisse, House of Psychotic Women
Possession (1981), dir. Andrzej Żuławski
Mariana Enríquez, ‘Notes on Craft’, Granta
Guillermo del Toro, Haunted Castles, Dark Mirrors
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