Greyson, GA is a pretty small town in the middle’a nowhere, lived here all my life. Everybody knows everybody; one supermarket, one gas station, the smallest police station i’ve ever seen, we’re probably not even on the map. Everybody’s homes are at least a mile away from each other, course... there are only about 16 homes; about 4 are vacant, including the one across from mine, the only two homes this close to each other. Its a nice lil’ home.. Charming; four bedrooms, one bathroom, big backyard, perfect for a family. 3 families have come and gone.. I personally like it better when the house is empty. That way its just lil’ ole me in sleepy hollow. I live in a tiny little ...view middle of the document...
Riggily. I think you’ll enjoy it here in sleepy hollow, just me and you guys, in the holler.”
“It does seem nice, being away from all the noise of the city..” “This looks like a pretty cool lil’ shack you got here Mr. Riggily.”
“I do enjoy the peace, and thank you, i’ve been buildin’ it for 34 years.”
“That’s amazing, just you here?”
“Yep, the wife passed ‘bout ten years ago, just me left here.”
“Oh im sorry, well now you’ll have some company! It was nice meeting you, if you ever need anything just yell!”
“it’s alright, will do, see ya” They walked back over to the house. I walked back into my house and popped a squat in my favorite old chair; my planning chair. I have used this chair for years upon years, every time a new family moves in. They seemed like a pretty energetic family, each morning around 9, they all loaded up in the van and they were gone till ‘bout 4 o’clock. That was fine by me!
Every night I peered into each one of their windows while they were sleeping just to make sure my scheme would work. I was oh so cautious, being careful not to make a sound on the window, i didn’t even snap a twig outside! i guess you could say i’m experienced.. You see, there is a hidden opening in the floor - kind of like a trap door, that leads to a dirt crawl space under the kitchen, i’m the only one who knows about it. Each night for three nights at 2:16 I made my way over to the house and took a look inside to see their eyelids fluttering while they dreamt, and their tummies rising and falling as they laid in a deep sleep. I knew my plan would work perfectly, no mess, no worries. I didn’t particularly enjoy doing the deed but it needed to be done. On the third night while i was looking in, I lost my balance and fell forward and caught myself by bracing my hands on the window of Max and Beas’ bedroom. Bea jolted up and looked around, I quickly moved to the side so i could see them but they couldn’t see me. I couldn’t hear them but i could see their mouths moving, it looked as if Max had told Bea to go back to sleep, so she did. I knew that tomorrow night was the night, i couldn’t take any risks.
While I waited for nightfall, I simply observed the family while they worked outside.. It was saturday so they were all home. I did my usual (sat on the porch) and grew more and more excited because i couldn’t wait for it to be just me in the holler again. Max and Bea worked on landscaping for most of the day, it looked pretty good from what i could see.. Too bad they wouldn't see it for much longer - because it was going to be dark soon.. Savannah and Chase picked up some sticks and...