The Scar by Ryanne

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It was Halloween night and they were getting their costumes when they realized they were alone.            

“Benchy, try to call them. We have to find our parents, and hurry!!”

“Scarlet, no one picked up when I called them.”

“Give me the phone, I’ll try,” As she dialed she shivered thinking about her parents.

A strange voice answered. The voice said, “You must be looking for your parents. Well, they’re at Halloween Park. Don’t worry, they’re fine. Actually, they’re not. Hopefully see you soon.” Then the voice hung up.

 “Let’s go Benchy!” Scarlet was headed to the front door.

“But that’s what they want us to do. It’s a trap.” He wanted to go save them, but he was scared. Scarlet gave him a nasty look and kept walking. Benchy ran after her because he was scared for her. When they got to Halloween Park they saw a huge globe. They saw their neighbors, two children and their parents in the globe.

“Benchy, come hide behind this box. We have to think of a plan.”

 They glanced at their parents as they talked. Then they noticed their parents disintegrating. Their bodies were slowly turning to soil. The man said, “Finally, my Halloween flower can grow. All they ever needed was the soil from humans.” They heard their parents last scream and they turned entirely into soil. Scarlet started to cry; she kept thinking she could have done something to help.

Benchy ran out. “Benchy, come back,” she whispered, but he could not hear her over his screams. Then, not paying attention, he was captured. As Scarlet watched her brother disintegrate slowly; she saw a knife and grabbed it. She sliced her arm, shoulder to wrist. When she touched the scar she would remember the pain they all went through that day.