A New Killer Is Born

Chapter 36: Burying Greg Simmons

I started walking back to the house. I followed my footsteps from before that led me back towards the my house. Before I kept on walking, I caught a glimpse of Greg's body. His body was still in the same spot as before. He laid helplessly on the ground, covered in blood. I sighed to myself, knowing I couldn't just leave him out here like this. If my family saw, they would start questioning me and I didn't want that.
Without a word, I reached down and picked up his arms. Then, I began to drag him across the yard. I began to think on where I was going to put him. I couldn't just have his body lying around. I thought about throwing him out somewhere deep in the woods, but that wouldn’t be right. What if someone had come hiking or whatever and found him? Well, his body would probably be decayed by then anyway, but still. Where exactly was I going to put him? I had to put him somewhere where at least no one found him, not even my family. Then an idea came to my mind and I decided to bury him far deep in the woods. That’s it! Yeah, that’s exactly what I would do.
I continued to drag him until I reached one certain spot in the woods. I think I was far enough, I mean, I couldn’t see the house in distance. I dropped his arms and walked over to a certain dirt, muddy spot.
Damn, I forgot to bring a shovel, I thought to myself. I looked back towards I path I walked to bring the body here, then I looked down at the ground. I sighed to myself. I didn’t feel like walking all the way back towards the house and then walking back here. I decided to do it old style and just dig with my hands. I let out another sigh, and got on my knees. I began to dig with my hands.
Sometime later, I was in a hole that was deep enough that my whole body was in. I didn’t know what time it was, but I could see the sun rising and I knew in any minute that my family would be waking up soon. I groaned as I looked around me. I smiled to my accomplishment at how well of a hole I dug. Only problem was, how was I going to get out? I sighed to myself and squatted on my feet. Then, I jumped up and grabbed the edge of the ground. I held on tight and pulled myself up quickly. I grabbed onto a wine and pulled myself out with that.
Once I was fully out, I steadied myself to catch my breath. I turned to look at the lifeless body that lay next to me. I smiled.
“Didn’t think I could do it huh Greg? Yeah, well now, it just shows to prove that I am capable of doing anything I can.”, I giggled to myself.
With that being said, I snatched Greg up by his shoulders and dragged him slowly over towards the hole. I dropped him down inside and listened and watched as his body hit the ground with a thud. I smirked. Now, the only thing I had to do was put all the dirt back. I got down on my knees again and began to scrape the dirt with my arms, into the hole. Dirt dropped down on top of Greg, covering only his legs and hands.
“Well Greg, you can’t really be mad at me.”, I said. “I mean my boyfriend was the one that killed you, not me. So don’t look at me like that.”, I smirked.
Greg’s lifeless face stared blankly at me. His lips were parted and dried blood had covered the corners of his lips. His eyes were lifeless and blank. Just seeing this, sent shivers down my spine. He looked creepy and scary at the same time. I was thankful that now I was getting close to getting all the dirt back into place. After a couple of minutes, Greg’s body was fully covered. With sliding the last little bit of dirt over the burial, I smiled to myself, setting that my goal is complete. Now, time to go home.
I brushed the dirt off me and began to walk all the way home. It didn’t take long, probably about a fifteen to twenty minute walk. I walked up the steps of the back porch and entered through the back door. I walked into the kitchen and shut the door behind me. Sunlight lighted the room from the windows. The sun was rising far up into the sky now and I looked up on the wall at the clock. It was aiming for seven. Usually, one of my aunts would be up by now, making breakfast. My family was probably still asleep. I couldn’t blame them since we came back at two this morning. I took my shoes off at the door and rushed down the hallway. I rushed up the stairs and hurried to my room to take a quick rinse off. All the doors were shut and I could hear a few snores so it was clear to me that my family was still asleep. I hurried inside my bedroom and shut the door. I hurried into the bathroom, turned on the shower, stripped my clothes off, and hopped in the shower.
I spent a total of ten minutes in the shower just washing off the dirt and mud. Once I was satisfied, I turned the water off and stepped out. Reaching for a towel off the towel rack, I wrapped the towel securely around my body. I walked out of the bathroom and went to my dresser. I pulled out my under garments along with a pair of sweats and a white, over-sized t-shirt that belonged to Uncle Michael. Walking back into the bathroom, I dried myself off with the towel. I slipped on my under garments and then my clothes. I combed my hair and pulled it up in a high pony tail. Wasn’t much else to do with myself, so I gathered my dirty clothes into my arms and placed them in the dirty laundry basket.
I sighed to myself, looking around my bed room. There wasn’t really anything to do, except watch TV until my family woke up. I wasn’t in the mood for watching TV though. I felt like doing something, something fun, but I didn’t know what. Just then, my stomach growled. I was getting hungry. I walked out of my room and quietly walked down the hallway. I tip toed down the stairs and over towards the kitchen. I walked over to the fridge and opened it. I peered inside, but there wasn’t really anything I wanted to eat. There actually wasn’t anything for breakfast. No eggs, milk, orange juice…no nothing. I wondered if Aunt Esther went grocery shopping yet or is going to today?
Whatever the answer is, I decided to do the grocery shopping today. There wasn’t really anything else for me to do while I waited for my family to wake up. Besides, it was just grocery shopping, how long and hard could it be? I walked over towards the counter and reached into the basket to get the van keys. Once I got them, I walked back over towards the back door and grabbed my shoes. I grabbed my shoes and walked out of the kitchen. I walked towards the front door and sat my shoes down on the floor. One thing I was forgetting was the money. I had to run back up stairs and get my money from out of my room. I didn’t want to bother waking my aunt up for money. At least with my money, I could probably do a little shopping for myself and pick out clothes and other kinds of things.
I walked into my room and walked over to my dresser. I reached for my small, ballerina jewelry box with my money in it. I took out at least two hundred dollars. I stuffed the money in my pocket and walked out. Back down the stairs again, I reached for my shoes and quickly slid them on. Making sure my money was tucked in my pocket; I grabbed the van keys and walked out the front door. Closing the door softly and quietly walking over towards the garage, I opened the garage door up. I walked over towards the van and got in the driver’s seat. After closing the door and strapping my seat belt on, I placed the key in the ignition and rammed up the engine. I smiled to myself and I turned the volume up on the radio a little bit.
Suddenly, some kind of stench hit my nose. For some reason, the van smelt like something dead. That was when I looked back and saw stained chairs, cushions and other interior in the van. I forgot all about Uncle Jeepers Creeper’s little incident from yesterday. He sure did have one hell of a meal. One thing was for sure, I had to clean the van out before I got home. Maybe I could stop at one of those car washes and wash the van, inside and out. Yeah, I could do that before I go grocery shopping. What a morning this was going to be.