The String Theory

Hiya People!! (It's Amelia)


You're probably expecting a review, but that's not what you're getting. As I said in Welcome To Bookaholics Ink, I'm more of a story writer and Maddie is the hardcore reviewer. I can do both, but I prefer to write stories. 


I'm starting a short stories page where I'll put people's stories to showcase. The first short story is actually one of mine. It's called the String Theory. 

For you awesome nerds who know what the string theory is, you're going to be disappointing. This story isn't about science. It's about horror, but I just thought the String Theory was an appropriate name.


Ok, without further ado, here's the story!

Note: Stryngz, is pronouced Strings

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The String Theory…

“This story’s got nothing to do with science.”

            It was a particularly happy day when it happened. No one would suspect that something terrible could happen on that day, even though it was Halloween. Everyone was so excited to be getting free candy, and they didn’t think about the horrors that happened on Halloween, right under their noses.

            Hey, I’m Alyson and I’m being dragged to a party, a party that ruined my life. That was the day I let my friend go too far. People always told me to grow a backbone, but I didn’t listen. Halloween was the night I had to suffer because I didn’t listen to everyone else.

            “It’s an emergency!” screamed my best friend Terra. I sighed loudly. Terra was a big over reactor. Once she called me up in the middle of the night crying because of a TV show that wasn’t even sad.

“Fine! But if it isn’t important, I’ll kill you!” I said half seriously. All I heard was a doubtful laugh, and the dial tone. Shrinking back in my seat, I started to regret caving in. In the past, Terra’s antics have gotten me into loads of trouble. I waited around for a while. Eventually, I heard Terra’s frantic knock on the door.

“We’re going to the Stryngz’es Halloween party!” She squealed happily, her red hair bouncing up and down. The Stryngz family moved in a few weeks ago, and they were throwing a gigantic Halloween bash. How Terra was able to get invitations still amazes me. I didn’t have anything against the Stryngz’es, but there was something about their eyes that scared me. They just looked so… artificial. “We need to get ready, now!”

“You’re kidding me, right? That was your big emergency? Do you even remember me saying that I hate Halloween?” I glared at her, but it failed. I wasn’t the type of person to be mad at someone for long. Terra gave me her infamous puppy-dog eyes, and I caved again. Her big green eyes worked magic. I didn’t want to tell her that I was scared of the Stryngz family; she would just laugh and call me paranoid.

“Great! Now, we need to get ready! Come on, no excuses!” She said, faking her best motherly voice. It took 2 hours, 2 boring hours. Eventually we were ready to leave. I actually though about running to my room and locking the door, but Terra would’ve caught me anyway.

All I could say was wow! The regular happy Stryngz mansion was turned into a haunted house. It was even scarier than usual. The décor was very ‘scary movie cliché.’ There were lights coming from inside the house, but it just added to the scariness because the lights were flickering between on, off, green, and red.

Terra noticed my uneasiness and dragged me forward. We were greeted by an old butler. Upon closer inspection, I noticed that the butler was made entirely out of wax. I leaned in closer and something happened. The butler’s clear glass eyes turned red and he let out a giant wail that shattered my ear drums. I jumped back a mile and noticed that Terra was laughing at me.

“Ha ha, keep laughing. I’m pretty sure if it was you who got scared, you’d be doing the same thing as me.” I spoke in a shaky voice. I seemed really scared because I didn’t even recognize my voice. I walked inside the Stryngz mansion without looking at the creepy butler. I was probably paranoid, but his cold eyes were looking deep into my soul.

The inside of the mansion was a haunted house. Me and Terra were in a group with two other boys. “Hey,” we greeted in a small voice. I was secretly hoping that the boys were wax, so they could scare Terra.

To my dismay, they answered back in an equally living voice. “I’m Jason Stryngz,” a tall boy with brown hair said. There was something about him that seemed off, but I didn’t pry. Terra didn’t seem to take the hint.

“So you’re throwing the party?” She asked in a curious voice. Jason looked a bit embarrassed and his friend laughed. It was some kind of inside joke.

“Um, yeah. My sister made me test the haunted house, even though I know what’s going to appear. She kicked me out of the party and forced me to go through the haunted house.” He laughed, shakily.

We started in the corridor and a few things jumped out at me. The only thing that scared me a bit was the dead body. I was walking ahead when a dead body splattered with blood hit me in the face. It was so real and I almost screamed. Even through the dim walls Terra, Jason, and his friend knew I was scared and they were laughing at me again. 

We decided to make small talk with each other so we wouldn’t be as scared. I learned that they were the same age as me and Terra, 14. The funny thing was that they went to the same school as us, but we didn’t even recognize or notice them. Something that was odd was my last name. Jason asked for my last name and I told him, DiMarco. He looked really uncomfortable for a minute, but quickly shook it off.

Eventually we found the path to the actual party and were surprised to see a lot of people already there. I guess we were just bad at mazes, but I had other suspicions. The actual party was really cool and it wasn’t as scary, even though there were decorations.

I didn’t know how long I was at the party but it didn’t seem like a long time. All I knew was, I started mingling with other people and time just flew by. I was about to find Terra and leave. I remembered that Terra went upstairs for some unknown reason. 

I was about to go upstairs to look for her, when someone grabbed me and pulled me back. “You’re not allowed to leave,” a sinister voice threatened. I realized that the voice was Jason’s friend. He dragged me to an empty room and hit me. The lights were fading, as I blacked out.

I woke up in a very strange room. My eyes hurt and I almost screamed when I lifted my eyes. There were thousands of nooses hung from hooks on the ceiling. I didn’t know what kind of sick joke this was but it really scared me. There were bloodied bodies that hung from each noose and I could tell they were real. Mostly because the room smelled like death and blood. 

What scared me the most was that I was one of the bodies being hung. My clothes were covered in dripping blood, but it wasn’t mine. As far as I knew, I didn’t have any open wounds. The floor was a river of blood, dripping from the flesh wounds of all the rotting corpses. I also saw a few dismembered arms, legs, and heads swimming around in the river. 

One of the dead bodies beside me moved, and I realized that the body wasn’t dead. The person looked like it was once living but not anymore, like a zombie. It’s eyes were also missing. I felt like I’d just walked into a bloody Mary murder. I finally understood why the Stryngz family had strange eyes.  I was about to scream again. I recognized the body’s curly blood covered red hair. It was Terra. 

Her eyes had been punctured out and her arms were reaching for me. I could tell she was begging for my help even though she couldn’t see me. I didn’t know what to do. She was definitely dead. There was a huge hole where her heart should’ve been and blood was pouring out. 

There was something all bodies had in common, dead or alive. Their mouths were all sewn into a smile, including mine. That was part of the reason why I couldn’t scream for help. All the faces were smiling in a way that said ‘join me.’ 

It was the end for me. I would have to be forced to hang here for the rest of my life. The sickest part was that the Stryngz family had left my eyes intact so I could witness the horror of the other victims firsthand…

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So that was it. I hope that it scared you because that  was the entire point. I'm actually getting this story published. Our entire grade is creating books and we're getting them published, so that's pretty cool!

Bye and until next time,

- ♫ Amelia ♫