Present Day
“This Party is going to be the Bomb Baby!!!” States Bradrick Dickenson, the inheritor and last living relative of Joel Dickenson.
Fresh out of High school and now getting ready to go to college, Brad just received notice that the local historical society, trying to keep the house as a historical landmark, tracked down he was the last living relative of the infamous Joel Dickenson. Seeing how he was the last of his lineage, the state awarded him the house along side all of the possessions in it. Everyone had heard rumors of the Dickenson Plantation. It was common knowledge that the kids of the town used to dare other kids to go on grounds and into the house on Halloween. One of the biggest rumors was that Joel Dickenson hid money within the house walls, never trusting banks. Hundreds of people over the years had entered the estate, looking for that money. And Hundreds of people over the years ran out of that very same house, claiming that it was haunted. Few were rumored to have never returned.
“But Brad…They say that place is haunted. I’m talking really haunted. You sure you don’t want to get a priest or anyone to bless the house or anything? I’d do that before I moved in it!”
This voice of Reason belonged to Laura Strider, Brad’s present Girlfriend and Current Flavor of the month. Brad went through girlfriends like crazy. His Nickname around town was Baskin n Robbins, because every month he had himself a new woman on his arm, each one different that the last one. Thus they were dubbed the “Flavor of the Month”.
“Why the Hell would I do that? You know I don’t believe in that Crap”
There was some slight snickering behind them, Laura looked back to give the clique a murderous look. The “Clique” refers to the four other people who always chummed around Brad. There was Trevor, a prep trapped in Goth clothing; Jenny, the Barbie/Buffy type; Jacob, the Modern day beatnik; and Corey, the new age girl.
“What the hell you guys laughing at?” asks Laura with a snotty air
Barely able to contain their giggles, they all said in Unison “Nothing” and then started Outright laughing.
“Ugh!! I don’t even know why you hang out with this bunch of losers!”
“Hey, I don’t say Squat about your Friends Laura, so don’t go complaining about mine! We’ve known each other since knee high to a June bug and their ain’t no Skirt that’s going to break us up!” Replied Brad in an Agitated voice.
Brad turns to the clique to help load the groceries they’re carrying into the trunk while Laura climbs into the Silver SUV, all in a huff.
“Man! This is going to be sweet!! Halloween Party at the Dickenson Plantation! Everyone’s going to wanna be there!!” Stated Jacob like a child on Christmas.
“You get the DJ?” asked Jenny to Trevor.
“Of course I got the DJ, you know you guys can count on me!”
“Non of that Death metal stuff this time, alright? Last time I had a headache for Two days because of that Crap” said Corey with a Cringe.
“Alright, got everything in the trunk. I’ll meet you guys at the house!”
Watching Jenny, Jacob, and Corey walk to the psychedelic VW Bug, Trevor turns to Brad.
“Ummmmm…..Brad?”
“Yeah?” asked Brad watching Trevor trying to control a fit of snickering.
“You …uh…might want to tell Laura that her skirt is tucked into her panty hose and she’s got a Toilet paper tail.”
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