Post by Deleted on May 6, 2015 8:39:19 GMT -6
The Evil in Mr Jones
Seeing Evil everywhere all started with this weird neighbor of mine.
I never liked that kind of individual who’s just so totally pompous and totally full of himself. Every time I get on the street, there he is, looking at me, with that demented look in his eyes. I get busy in the backyard and there he is again, watching me through the small openings in the fence.
Sick evil maniac is what he is. Plus, I never liked that kind of psychopathic focused stare anyway. Being the shy type, I always pretend like I am not seeing him but his behavior does make me feel extremely paranoid.
I take it that he enjoys being with his family though as he always seems to be happy when he’s surrounded by his siblings. I never liked that kind of evil hypocrisy. He seems like a clean dude, smells good, looks good yet he can get pretty ugly, especially when strangers happen to cross through his property.
I wonder what he’s hiding in his backyard. He doesn’t even tolerate kids playing hide and seek in there. He protects it like there’s a treasure buried somewhere…or corpses. If I wasn’t so intimidated by him, I would sneak in and look around. I never liked that kind of evil secrecy.
Not once has he ever tried to make contact. Not once has he ever said “Hello”. He just looks at me, with this strange disturbed look in his eyes, like he does every morning when he gets the paper on the front porch. He looks at me with this mean evil look, grabs the paper and back inside he goes. I never liked that kind of evil attitude.
And what’s with this sitting outside in bad weather? Doesn’t he have anything else better to do when it rains? That's not normal! If only I could muster enough courage. I would cross that fence at night and look around. Maybe there are indeed corpses buried in there. Maybe he’s a serial killer.
I’ll find out. I’ll go through his garbage. I’ve done that before. I’ll find clues. I’ll find out who he is. I’ll find out why he seems to have a better life than I do. I’ll find out what he’s hiding in his backyard.
I’ll find out. I never liked that kind of devilish bully...
As I put my paw on his front lawn…there he comes…barging out…like a maniac...
“Mr Jones! Leave that poor cat alone!!!” I hear in the background as he starts running after me...
Maniac!!!
I wrote this back in 2011 and just gave a little refresh with a devilish twist for this contest...
Hope you liked it lol !!
