Little Piggy

Hi. I'm Frankie. Something happened a few months ago, and it was the creepiest moment in my life.

The Story
So me, my little brother Justin(6 years old), Mom and Dad lived in the same house. We had a garage and a basement, just like normal people would have. Dad has a Dodge challenger parked inside the garage, which was filled with tools such as hammers and stuff.

One day at Justin's sixth birthday party, Mom bought him a minecraft toy, which was a pig plush. And so far it was love at first sight. He calls it "Little Piggy" and started to play with it.

I didn't mind having a plush, because now he wouldn't disturb me while I play my computer games.

At night, something horrible happened.

I was at my room playing GTA 4 on computer when Justin came in. "Hey, Justin." I greeted him, though my eyes were glued to the computer screen. "Frankie, I would be happy if you wouldn't get angry, because I lost Little Piggy." That caught my attention. I turned around and looked at him. He was staring at me with his worried little eyes. "What?" I exclaimed. "I don't want to tell Mommy and Daddy, but pwease can you help me find him?" He asked. I thought about it for a while. Then, I sighed and I replied "Well, fine." That doesn't help losing my GTA 4 play time, but at least Justin wouldn't get yelled. I grabbed my flashlight, turned it on and headed for the stairs. Justin was right behind me. Slowly, I crept down each steps, and so did Justin.

We finally reached the living room, and I said maybe we should split up. But Justin said we shouldn't because he was scared of ghosts that haunt you when you are alone. I rolled my eyes and let him come with me.

I walked slowly to the kitchen, because I remember Justin playing there when he first got Little Piggy.

The flashlight painted everything white where I pointed a direction. I reached the kitchen, but something was not right.

I could taste the bitter air in the kitchen. Justin was holding my arm tight, shivering.

Just right then we heard footsteps. I turned around and pointed the flashlight at its direction, but there was nothing.

"Frankie, I'm scared." Justin blurted out, his cold lips quivering. "Don't worry. We are safe." I explained.

WIP