The Grim

An omen of death that brings about the demise of the person who

encounters it...THE GRIM. The Grim is a large, black, menacing, spectral dog that

no one would want to encounter. Tonight, I'm going to tell you the tale of a little

girl who had the misfortune of crossing its path.

One day a little girl no younger than eight with long blonde hair that shinned

like the sun was walking home from a sleepover with her friends. As she was

strolling down the boulevard a frigid whirlwind brushed her figure striking her with

a feeling of turmoil. Gone was her happy go lucky mood and in its place was one of

foreboding, scanning the area around her for the cause of her ailment she realized

the streets where empty. Not one person could be seen, not even a car; all the

doors and windows where closed and the shades pulled shut, not a person was seen

not one.

The girl realizing, she was alone and vulnerable began to walk rapidly, the

silence unnerved her causing an increase in the blonde's brisk pace. She could hear

her heart hammering against her chest like it was trying to escape, to flee. The

little girl was now sprinting down the sidewalk trying to get home as fast as she could, home where her mother was waiting for her; home where she would be safe.

As she took off like a bat out of hell, she almost didn't notice the lustrous

bleached eyes staring at her...almost.

Noticing she wasn't alone was not a comforting thought, the feeling of

unease increased. Frowning she looked at the lustrous bleached eyes closely and

noticed they belonged to a large charcoal colored shape, the young girl looked over

the figure and froze; she recognized the shape...it was......... THE GRIM.

Alarmed she turned her back to the omen of death and shot off down the

street and she didn't stop until she got to the porch of her home. Calming down she

basked in the comfort of her home, looking at the light blue colored house with its'

dark grey shutters; the little girl felt a sense of peace. Feeling better she entered

her home and went to the kitchen to see her mother leaning over the stove brewing

some tea. "Mom I'm back", called the little girl as she hung her coat up on the rack.

Her mother a youthful looking woman with blonde hair much like her daughter's

turned around and smiled at her little girl. "Welcome Susie, did you have a nice

time at your sleepover?", asked her mother warmly, glad her little girl was home.

Susie nodded happily and hugged her mother before she was sent upstairs to wash

up for dinner.The incident with the grim long forgotten; but not for long. Right in the

thicket of trees in the backyard of the house deep in the shadows waited the grim.

Waiting for night to fall and for all the occupants of the light blue house to fall

asleep. The game would be over soon, and then the real fun would begin.

After dinner little Susie went up to bed and got ready to sleep, but alas

sleep was out of reach and had no desire to be caught. Susie tossed and turned but

could not fall asleep. As the moon was shining at its brightest our little Susie fell

into a restless sleep unaware of the grim that was approaching. The grim slipped

from the shadows and over to the bed of sweet little Susie, sneakily it scooped her

up and left the house; deep into the woods the grim ran farther and farther until

not even the moon could be seen. The grim carried our sleeping victim deeper into

the dark forest, not one sound could be heard; suddenly the forest opened to

reveal a dark chasm with no light at the bottom. The grim jumped into the chasm

and as it began its descent into the darkness little Susie woke up, looking around

she noticed the grim holding her blanket and in extension her. Susie screamed at

the top of her lungs in terror, but it was too late no one could hear her, only the

grim. The dark chasm came to an end revealing a tunnel, Susie struggled to get

free but the grim kept a firm hold on her and began to walk down the tunnel. When

the tunnel reached an end, Susie let loose a wail, the tunnel opened up into a large space but what terrified her was the large space was filled with large black dogs

each one bigger and scarier than the last. The grim had brought her to its home to

share her with the others. The grim walked to the middle of the room and dropped

Susie to the ground, the others gathered around her and then with a howl Susie

was tackled by thousands of large black dogs with white eyes. Susie screamed in

pain as she was torn into by the large teeth of the grim, the others joined in the

large space was filled with screams of pain and the sound of tearing flesh. Little

Susie had met her end, she was never seen from again; after all no one can bring

back the dead....or can they.