Short Story Time

Once there was a boy named Tommy, he was only 4 when him and his family got in a car crash. His mom, dad, 2 big sisters and baby brother all died, but somehow he was the sole person to survive.

Scared and afraid, blood running down his face as he'd hit his head, he ran away from the car and the road, and his deceased family into the woods. He ran as far as he could before he finally collapsed from exhaustion.

10 years later a family was driving through on the same road, having no knowledge of what had happened here prior. It was a mom, a dad, two girls, and two young boys. Somehow the car crashed, in exactly the same spot, and no one but the older little boy made it through. He was 4 years old.

The little boy ran into the woods, away from his deceased family and the road where it happened. He ran until he passed out in exhaustion.

Ten years after that, and 20 years after the prior, there was a family driving on the same road as before, there was a mom, a dad, two girls and two young boys. Just as they were about to come upon the area where everything happened those 20 and 10 years prior, the four year old boy shouted suddenly "stop the car!"

After the car was stopped, the four year old little boy climbed out, seemingly in fear, he looked up into the eyes of several ghosts. Two sets of mom's, two sets of dads, 4 girls... And two young boys.

After a moment the father of the four year old boy stepped out of the car and looked up at them worriedly.

The ghosts all talked in unison as they noticed that these people could see them, a distorted voice came from each. "Where. Is. Tommy."

The little boy smiled up sweetly before stating that his name was Tommy. The ghosts then pointed to a seemingly random place in the woods, gesturing for him to go there. He nodded and ran in, soon disappearing from view. After a moment the ghosts swooped down and went through the bodies of the rest Tommy's family. As they did, they pulled the other's souls out their bodies.

A screeching could be heard as the car was then tipped over and crushed. Then the 3 sets of mom's and 3 sets of dads, 6 little girls, and 3 little boys all stared at the road in unison, waiting for another Tommy to come along.

Meanwhile, Tommy had passed out from exhaustion, hitting his head when he fell down, there was a 14 year old boy crouching next to him when he woke, he looked up and saw a young man there too, about 24 years old, they helped him up and took him to a large underground structure, with around 12 people in it, including him. As soon as he walked in he tried to introduce himself, talking in a soft voice. "Hi, my name is Tommy".

All the others smiles slightly and their eyes turned red, as they talked in unison* "no, we are Tommy"

The end