“Johnney”

this story can go under horror or death or even make a new catagory as Mysterys. im sorry this is the third one i have sent you… but this one is spelld correctly and stuff the others arnt… Heck you can even put it under poetic cause i put a small poem in their

“Johnney”
by
DaRkNeSSj

This is a true story and scars the shit out of me when I think about it…its 3:40 am now … my ride is not here yet… I knew I couldn’t rely on Johnny’s clumsy ass! I knew I should of drove home the other night from the hangover Johnny and I have been friends well… forever…….. I am sitting here waiting…….waiting……….waiting…… Nothing! “Where the hell is he!” I yell.
About 20 secs later my 6 year old brother walks in (people remember it’s almost 4 in the morning) and he says…. “Johnny was in a bad car accident and is not coherent.” I ask him how you know this. ……silence…… my brother walks out without saying anything…. it’s now 3:55am…… I am sitting at my computer when all of a sudden I hear thunder and see flashes from the sky….. It starts to rain….. Me being a crazy mother fucker go outside and start walking….
Im walking down 163rd ave. and bell road
When 2 patrol cars go rushing by me with their sirens on and blinding lights flashing….. I run down the street to see what has happened…… I see Johnnies car tipped upside down … I freeze and awful bitterness crosses over me…. I sit their watching… not moving speechless….; when an ambulance pulls up I see them pull 2 bodies from the car….. One sure enough was Johnny … the other…… My 6 year old brother………
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Was this a dream?
Was I high?
Was I alive?
Was I dead?
Was I in my bed?
Till this day has no cured to the one I best lecture……
(The next day I see my little brother and I start balling and saying your alive! your alive! I asked him about lathe night before
And about Johnny…. He says who is Johnny and no silly-Billy im not dead and he said whets the matter with you?

I go tell my mom the story and she says who is Johnny… And you must have had a bad dream dear…… I tell her ill be back later……. I decided to go to Johnnie’s house and see what had happened… I drove right pass the crash site and I saw a bunch of broken glass and shit in the street… well I arrive at johnnies house I knocked on the door and was yelling “Johnny open up!”…..
The door opened up. An elderly couple was looking at me and the man said “can I help you?” And I said “hi im here to see Johnny” … the man looked at his wife and said “Sun there is nobody here but me and my poor old wife. We have lived here for years and nobody by that name has ever been here before” “I….I am sorry.” I say….. I leave and go home…..
All I want to know people is what the hell happened?!?! It seems there never was a Johnny but I swear to god that He was “real” and “physical” plz put your comments under my post…..

By DaRkNeSSj

this is a true story and scars the shit out of me when i think about it...its 3:40 am now ... my ride is not here yet... I knew i couldnt rely on Johneys clumsy ass! I knew i should of drove home the other nite from the hangover Johney and i have been friends well... forever........ I am sitting here waiting.......waiting..........waiting...... NOthing! "where the hell is he!" i yell. about 20 secs later my 6 yearold brother walks in (people remember its almost 4 in the morning) and he says .... "Johney was in a bad car axadent and is not coherent." i ask him How do you know this? ......silence...... my brother walks out without saying annything.... its now 3:55am ...... i am sitting at my computer when all of a sudden i hear thunder and see flashes from the sky..... it starts to rain..... Me being a crazy mother fucker goes outside and starts walking.... im walking down 163rd ave and bell road when 2 patrool cars go rushing by me with their sirens on and blinding lights flashing..... i run down the street to see what has hapned...... i see johneys car tipted upside down ... i freeze and and awlful bitterness crosses over me.... i sit their watching... not moving speechless....; when an abulance pulls up i see them pull 2 bodys from the car..... one shure enough was johnny ... the other...... My 6 yearold brother......... . . . was this a dream? was i high? was i alive? was i dead? was i in my bed? till this day has no cure to the one i best lexcure...... (the next day i see my little brother and i start balling and saying your alive! your alive! I asked him about lthe night before and about johney.... He says who is johney and no silly-billy im not dead and he said whats the matter with you?.... i go tell my mom the story and she says who is johney?........ And you must of had a bad dream dear...... I tell her ill be back later....... I decided to go to johneys house and see what had hapned... i drove right pass the crash site and i saw a bunch of broken glass and shit in the street... well i arive at johneys house i knocked on the door and was yelling "Johney open up!"..... the door opned up. an elderly couple was looking at me and the man said "can i help you?" And i said "hi im here to see Johney" ... the man looked at his wife and said "Sun there is nobody here but me and my poor old wife. we have lived here for years and nobody by that name has ever been here before" "I....I am sorry." i say..... i leave and go home..... all i want to know people is what the hell hapned?!?! it seems There never was a Johney but i swear to god that He was "real" and "physical" plz put your comments under my post.....