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Are You Afraid of the Dark (Part 2)
Are You Afraid of the Dark? (Part 1)
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Are You Afraid of the Dark? (Part 1)

(I'm feeling amused)

Hey guys! :)

So...I used to be a part of this group of writers and we formed this challenge each week based on the former Nickelodeon series "Are You Afraid of the Dark?" Do you guys remember that show? Basically they gathered around a fire and told ghost or scary stories..but they all followed the sort of same format.

Well I get tired of structure really easily, I prefer to let my mind wander in and out of the box so I only submitted one story in this group..but I thought I'd share it with you all in lieu of a real blog...because I don't blog, remember? lol

Anyway this is "The Tale of Jack Orange"...hope you like it

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Childhood, especially for only children, can be a lonely time. When mom and dad are at work, what’s a kid to do? Everyone needs a playmate every once in awhile. Which is why many kids make up their own companion.
Imaginary friends serve dual purpose; they keep the kid entertained and also allow for creative freedom. But what if your imaginary friend never left? And what if he or she had a more sinister plan.

I submit for the approval of the Midnight Society. . .

The Tale of Jack Orange

Oliver had always been considered a little odd. He collected strange objects, like used gum and broken taillights. When his mother went to call him in for dinner she could always find him in the back garden, usually talking to himself. Only, Ollie wasn’t really talking to himself. Since the age of 5, Ollie had been talking to his best friend everyday: Jack Orange. Jack was two years older than Ollie, and wise beyond his years.

Jack and Ollie loved to play every day in the garden. They collected dead bugs and buried them in the freshly tilled earth. They played tag and built dirt castles. Jack even made Ollie eat a mud pie every now in then, which would give Ollie a tummy-ache and get his mother upset. But Jack and Ollie were pals, and always would be.

Jack was tall, for a ten year old, and stood nearly a foot over Ollie. He always wore orange sneakers and a Superman t-shirt. His black hair stood straight up, since his mother never made him comb it down. He was constantly chewing gum, like a cow chewing it’s cud. Jack ate dinner every night with Ollie’s family, though none of them ever noticed.

Jack, you see, was imaginary.

Ollie’s mother always asked him about his friends.

“Honey, why don’t you go play with the boys in the neighborhood, rather than out in that old garden by yourself.”

“I’m not by myself,” Ollie would say, “I have friends!”

“Why don’t they ever come over? I never see any of them.”

“They come over everyday, but you don’t see them because they don’t like you.” Ollie would reply.

The fact was, Jack really didn’t like Ollie’s mother, and soon convinced him as well. He told Ollie she wanted to split them up, and that if he played with the other boys Jack would have to leave and never come back. Ollie began to resent his mother and wouldn’t dream of talking to any of the other boys. Jack had always been his best friend and he didn’t want to put that at risk.

When Ollie turned 13 he began to get picked on regularly. He and Jack were still friends, so this meant he wasn’t allowed any others. It put him in a bad situation with kids at school. Ollie was in 7th grade and starting into puberty.

One day at school a new girl came to his homeroom class and sat herself right beside Ollie. Her blond hair shined and brown eyes sparkled when she introduced herself as, Shelley. Ollie couldn’t take his eyes off her, his first crush. Jack wasn’t as thrilled. He was jealous of his best friend’s diverted attention. But soon he regained it, 2 weeks later, when the new girl stopped coming to class.

It happened again shortly after with Paul. Paul was the same age as Ollie, and new to the neighborhood. He lived 2 houses down and one morning, while riding his bike around, he saw Ollie playing in a tree in the front yard. He parked his bike and ran over.

“Hi!” Paul said.

“Um…hello.”

“Do you want to play?” he asked.

“I am playing.”

“Do you want to play with me?”

“Uh…okay.” Ollie answered as he hopped out of the tree.

Paul ran back to his bike and detached a backpack he had strapped to the front handlebars. He opened the pack and pulled out a zip-lock baggy full of GI Joes.
He emptied the contents onto the lawn and told Ollie,

“Pick any 4 you want.”

...to be continued

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