Turn Around

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 12:11

I answer my phone, a strange voice that sounded like it echoed behind me. He says to ‘turn around’. I turn around as fast as I can, so scared that I am shaking to a point that I might start a tornado. I see this tall dark figure in the corner of my room. Walk slowly towards it and every step I take the floor rattles beneath me. The dark figure jumps out of the corner.

    ‘Would you like to buy some twinkies’. They are covered in sprinkles and showered with frosting and he says ‘they are the newest and best twinkies ever’. I say ‘I would like to buy every single one’. Later that night I stuff myself to the point of explosion and DIE.