Tim Patterson was a private detective. 4 doctors disappeared and he was hired by one of the doctor’s families to find them. But, little did Tim know that a man named Bob had taken all of them. And in the basement of Bob’s house, he had a creature known as Canine Blood. He had found the creature in an alleyway and took it to raise. Canine Blood was the most horrific thing imaginable. Canine Blood had the body of a pig and the head of a dog, and it had sharp teeth, like a vampire.

Tim began looking for the doctors. He went around and asked people if they had any tips. And one individual said they suspected a man of the name Bob had done it. The person then gave Tim Bob’s address. Tim then went to Bob’s house and knocked on the door. Bob answered.

“Hello, I’m Tim Patterson, a private detective looking for four missing Doctors.” -said Tim.

“Look I’m kinda in the middle of something, so I’m gonna go.” –said Bob.

Bob then began to close the door, but Tim blocked it.

“You’re not going anywhere til you answer my question.” –said Tim.

“Okay…if you wanna know the truth, come inside my house.” –said Bob.

And then Tim came inside. Bob then brought him down a flight of stairs to a basement. Bob then threw Tim into the cellar room and locked the door. Inside the room were all the doctors. They all then broke the door down and escaped the cellar room. Bob then released Canine Blood. But, Canine Blood went berserk and ate Bob. The men were about to escape from the house, but just then Canine Blood came and spoke.

“I haven’t ate like this in a while and I’m gonna eat you all.” –said Canine Blood.

The end?

Elmer goes to Kuensberg school in Denver, Colorado. One day his dad picked him up from school. They were driving through an alleyway, when Elmer saw a figure on top of a building. The figure wore a black cape and a red Mardi Gras mask covered their face. He told his dad to look, but before he did, the figure was gone. The next day everyone heard about a play at school, that was going to be about Mardi Gras, in which the school was going to do.

The next week, the stage had been built for school, and the following day the play was about to happen. Elmer had to get a book out of the gym that he had accidentally left there. He entered the gym and atop the stage the figure stood.

“Who are you?” –demanded Elmer.

“I am the creator of Mardi Gras. And…if you don’t call off this play, I will be very angry, and you will be sorry. For I will bring the death to the death of the play.” –said the figure.

The figure then disappeared.

Elmer left the gym, and then school was out. On the way out of school a police officer showed him a picture of an odd looking man.

“Have you seen this man? His name is Buz Thorton. He escaped from jail, he’s been spotted in this area too. He thinks he’s the creator of Mardi Gras, and the people who told him he didn’t create Mardi Gras, he attacked.” –said the officer.

“I’ve never seen him.” –Elmer replied.

The following night, the play had begun. All the students and their parents had come to the school. The play then began. Just as the play began, the figure wearing a black cape and a red Mardi Gras mask jumped on top of the stage. The figure then spoke in a serious voice.

“I created Mardi Gras! And I won’t let you use my idea! So, I will bring death to the play!” –cried the figure.

The figure then pulled out a metal pipe and began to trash the stage. The police officer then came and tackled the figure, and took off his mask. It turned out that it was Buz Thorton. Buz was handcuffed and put in the back of a squad car.

A few hours later the squad car was found wrecked alongside the road. And Buz was nowhere to be found.

The end?

Mark Hewitt went to his local library and found a book about magic. He checked it out and brought it home. Through the book he found a spell that would bring a little creature know as the Shallow. The Shallow was a cross between a supernatural being, a gremlin and a thing that goes bump in the night. He did the instructions in the book, like it said, and then the Shallow appeared in his room. The Shallow had yellow scaly skin, blue eyes, long nails on his hands, long pointy ears, sharp teeth, and he stood three feet tall.

“What is it that you need? You must have summoned me for some reason, right?” –asked the Shallow.

“Well…I would like you to be my pet.” –said Mark.

“Okay then…” –said the Shallow.

“Well, what do you need for me to take care of you?” –said Mark.

“Hmmmm…Well. I need crickets to eat. And I want chloric acid to drink. That’s what I like to drink and eat.” –said the Shallow.

“Won’t acid burn your mouth?” –asked Mark.

“It won’t hurt my mouth. My spit has a type of cell that makes it so I can’t have a burning feeling in my mouth.” –said the Shallow.

And so Mark got everything that the Shallow desired, and the Shallow was pleased. The following day, Mark went to school and later came back. He was sitting on his bed in his room when his sister came in.

“Do you know what happened to V.D, my pet mouse?” –demanded his sister.

“No” –quickly said Mark.

His sister then left the room. Then the Shallow appeared.

“Do you know what happened to V.D.?” –asked Mark.

“Well…I ate the mouse.” –said the Shallow.

“Damn you!” –cried Mark.

“You know what, if you don’t want me eating other people’s pets, go get me some more crickets!” –said the Shallow.

“Okay then.” –said Mark.

And so Mark returned from the pet store, and went into his room. He handed the Shallow the bag of crickets. The Shallow then put the bag of crickets up to his face. He then poured them into his mouth and ate them.

“These crickets don’t have very much flavor do they, Mark?” –asked the Shallow.

The Shallow then jumped up on Mark’s bed.

“I want to go and start my own appliance fixing business.” –said the Shallow.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t think civilization is ready for you yet.” –said Mark.

The Shallow then jumped off the bed, walked up to Mark’s dresser, and picked up a jar. He then slammed it against the wall. It shattered to bits. The Shallow then jumped back on Mark’s bed. He picked up a framed portrait hung on the wall above the headboard of the bed. He then threw it, it shattered.

“Tell me another time that I’m not accepted by civilization…And if you think I’m mad now, just wait til you say that again!” –cried the Shallow.

The Shallow then disappeared. 8 months later he started his own appliance business, and has been doing well ever since.

The end