Tomorrow

[C.O.N.Q.U.E.R.O.R 3,845]

 

"Some of your hurts you have cured, and the sharpest you still have survived.

But what torments of grief you endured from evils that never arrived!"

Ralph Waldo Emerson

 

The house looked promising enough to me: a prospective child who had just begun his quest for candy. My mouth watered as I imagined the empty bucket in my hand becoming heavier and heavier.

 

In front of me was Number 19, Grimmauld Place. I could've sworn that just yesterday, the street only went up to 17, but there it was. The house was decorated quite similarly to the other houses on the street, covered in the standard black cloths, trick-or-treat signs, plastic bats and whatnot.

 

However, the resemblance only went as far as the visuals; there was a definite... almost aura... of foreboding. To little me, though, that only made the house all the more appealing. Ignoring my gut feeling that something wasn't quite right, I made my way to the door through a cluster of dry, overgrown bushes. 

 

I raised my hand to ring the doorbell, but an ever-growing sense of apprehension froze my arm halfway through the motion. 

 

Just ring the doorbell.

 

It's just a few pieces of candy, skip the house.

 

Why waste a perfectly good chance?

 

Because... I'm scared. 

 

Turmoil. My pulse was rushing, my head was reeling, my heart was racing. What was this feeling? Was I actually scared? Unconsciously, I took a few steps back. Shaking my head, I forced myself forward and rang the doorbell.

 

...

 

No sound.

 

Whew. Well, we can leave now. Let's go.

 

Ring it again.

 

No, just leave. LET'S GO ALREADY.

 

RiNg THe dAnG DoOrBeLl!

 

I lifted my trembling hand yet again, but even as my hand moved to press the button, the door creaked open slowly to reveal a man wearing a blue polo and khakis. He looked at the address number beside him, frowned, then straightened out the number "6", muttering, "I'll have to fix that sooner or later..."

 

Then, looking me in the eye, he said, "Can I help you?"

 

My voice shaking, I attempted to yell, "TRICK OR TREAT!!!" but all that came out was a confused, "trick or treat?"

 

The man's eyes shone mirthfully.

 

"Halloween is tomorrow."

[Flexoo 6,980]

Approved.

 

No edits.

 

It started scary, but it turned out...

 

 

see for yourself.

 

[Lose 881]

i like it

[Person_Random 4,991]

Finally you write Conq.

[Pythor 1,354]

Great idea man :) Loved it

[C.O.N.Q.U.E.R.O.R 3,845]

It started scary, but it turned out... see for yourself.

This story is the result of your first idea no longer making sense, then needing to work on something else, thus needing to rush an ending :P Initially the story was going to continue with the child ("me") walking into the house because he/I was trick or treating. But... I've never been trick or treating, and someone was like, "Umm kids don't actually go into the houses," so I scrapped it and went for humour  :lol: 

Edited November 19, 2018 by C.O.N.Q.U.E.R.O.R

[Merovingian 656]

It could still have been spooky, if it was actualy true and the boy went back to the day before Halloween (it happens when the man put the numbers back). The boys walk back to the street mystified and then he look back to the house and the real house with the number 16 and someone else inside. The 19 house only appears on Halloween day. just an idea :ph34r:   

The boy has been tricked :D

[C.O.N.Q.U.E.R.O.R 3,845]

It could still have been spooky, if it was actualy true and the boy went back to the day before Halloween (it happens when the man put the numbers back). The boys walk back to the street mystified and then he look back to the house and the real house with the number 16 and someone else inside. The 19 house only appears on Halloween day. just an idea :ph34r:   

The boy has been tricked :D

Feel free to add that twist if you're in a continue-the-story mood :P

[Nine 693]

The day after tomorrow

[Merovingian 656]

Feel free to add that twist if you're in a continue-the-story mood :P

If I was a better writer I might have a go. I prefer to keep the mysterious end as it is.

 

The day after tomorrow

Interesting movie, nicely directed and good cast but it is still an American disaster movie. 

​As for the title of the next chapter, it sounds great. :)

[P.4.R.K.O.U.R 329]

Then, looking me in the eye, he said, "Can I help you?"

 

My voice shaking, I attempted to yell, but all that came out was a confused, "Admin Gold Plz?"

 

The admin's eyes shone mirthfully.

 

"Administrators don't drop gold boxes."

[Merovingian 656]

Feel free to add that twist if you're in a continue-the-story mood :P

I am, story submitted, approval pending  :)

 

Edit:

Approved; read here Tomorrow is Another Day [Tomorrow] 

Edited February 14, 2019 by Merovingian

[iFros 1,891]

Good one, love it! keep up the good work.

[Venerable 2,967]

How wonderful! Genuinely loved the story!

Mind-blowing plot twist... (or perhaps this story was supposed to be like this... )

[natrolite 1,049]

On 11/24/2018 at 5:05 PM, P.4.R.K.O.U.R said:

Then, looking me in the eye, he said, "Can I help you?"

 

My voice shaking, I attempted to yell, but all that came out was a confused, "Admin Gold Plz?"

 

The admin's eyes shone mirthfully.

 

"Administrators don't drop gold boxes."

Well, this aged well.