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The Mystery of Buttercup
nickwand1847, 11, IL
For the person that is reading this, you should know that this story is anything but nice, anything but pleasant. No one in this story lives happily ever after, marries a prince, ends up rich or anything like that. In this story you might receive Goosebumps, the hairs on your back might stand up, and you may never recover again.
The story starts like thisÖ..
The stars were shimmering, and a little boy named Matt and his dog Buttercup were watching for shooting stars from their porch, gazing up into the night sky. It was a dark night, the trees were swaying back and forth, the nightís moon was full and you could here the wolves and coyotes howling from somewhere beyond the empty lot across the street. That lot always gave him the creeps, even Buttercup didnít like to explore that place.
ďWHATS THAT!Ē whimpered Matt, buttercups ears perked up. The bushes were trembling, he turned on his flashlight, and it was only a squirrel. Matt decided to go inside, the only thing he could think about was his sister singing karaoke with her friends and how horrible it sounded.
The rest of the night was silent, his sister went to her friendís house, and his parents were fast asleep. Buttercup was sitting on his stomach. After a few minutes he fell into a light sleep, all the sudden he heard his dog bark, he woke up and he took him outside to go to the bathroom. He went inside to get a glass of water, then he went to call the dog in, but Buttercup didnít come. Matt called again, still no answer, he could still hear Buttercup barking. Matt got his flashlight and followed the bark of his dog.
It came to a point where he didnít know where he was all he could see was a hill and a ditch and mysterious fog. He heard the dog by the ditch, and then he notices a squirrel, then nothing, not even a bark. He went in the ditch and all he saw was a bloody trail. Someone took him by the shoulder, at first he thought was busted by his parent or sister so he felt relief, but than he heard a creepy voice.
The next day his parents went looking for Matt & Buttercup, but they found no sign of them and they called the police. All they recovered was Buttercupís collar that jingled in the wind, waiting to be found.
To this day, what happened to Matt and his dog is still a mystery. It is said that at night, kids can still hear Mattís hoarse voice calling Buttercup and it is told, that one day soon another victim will be chosen.