Scary creatures #003 Aswang

WARNING! Not for the faint hearted.

Finally the day has arrived i am going to give birth to my sweet baby girl May. She has been in my belly for a week to long. Doctors were already thinking she might be a stillborn, but later confirmed that she was still alive and well. We were so happy when we heard the good news. 
One day later i gave birth to a sweet little girl. She looked oh’so pretty. When she came into this world she was crying. But as soon as i touched her she would stop crying and stare at me with those cute big green and blue eyes.

She has two different coloured eyes, can you even belive that?!
The nurses had to keep the little newborn in the hospital for another week to make sure everything was fine

And run a couple of tests. I almost refused, but eventually tought it was for the best choice for my sweet angel. So i let go of her and got ready to go home. A feeling in my stomach made me rethink going home. So i told my husband i wanted to stay with her tonight. He agreed and later brought some nicely cooked food and a blanket. 
That night i watched over my newborn child all night. She was mesmerizing and smelled so sweet. When the sun rose i finally fell asleep untill 2 hours later i was woken by a few babies crying. I looked around and saw the nurses coming to aid the little baby’s. My little May was still asleep. And when she woke up, she looked at me and smiled. A tear rolled over my cheek out of happyness. How could anything be as innocent as a newborn. 
I decided i wanted to stay one more night. I had to wait in the hallway, though i happily obliged. I kissed my little girl goodnight and went to sleep in the waiting room after a nice meal my husband brought me again. 
A few hours later i woke up in a shock. Feelings of dread took over and i ran towards the babyroom. There were still nine babies laying there. I looked at them and returned to my seat in the waiting room. Half an hour later all babies started to cry at the same time. I heard metal clatter on the ground. My knees got weak and i ran to the room with the babies. I could see a person standig there in the light of a baby bed. It’s two hands reached down for the baby and with a swift move ripped of the arm of the baby with blood spilling everywhere, and started eating the little baby arm.
I stood there… frozen in fear and anger. I din’t know what to do. I pulled open the door and yelled and screamed as loud as i could. The ghoul looked at me, smiling with it’s black beaded eyes. The ghoul was still ripping off flesh of the baby and consuming it. I flipped on the lightswitch and could see the ghoul in it’s full glory. It was standing bent over, gray skin, big head and what looked like razersharp teeth… feeding.
The ghoul walked towards my little babygirl and i got so angry i started sprinting full force towards the ghoul… Though the ghoul din’t move an inch, and it punched it’s claw right trough my heart. Falling on my knees i begged the ghoul to stop eating the babies… The ghoul smiled. It turned away and walked towards May. The ghoul reached it’s hands under May’s body and head, and lifted her in the air. The ghoul screamed and started squeezing the little newborn. Claws started to penetrate the tender skin of the baby and she started to bleed viciously. May let out screams of terror while the ghoul kept squeezing her tighter. Then the ghoul ripped the baby in two and guts and blood flew everywhere. The ghoul then ate May in two gulps, while her mother watched her die while she died herself.
That night when her husband heard what happened. He sat on the couch with his dead eyes, watching the news play the horrific scene with a shotgun in his hand and with blood on the walls. 

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A cold icy night

It was a cold and icy night. It had snowed the night before, so everything was very slippery. I’d say it was warmer in the freezer at home than outside. Anyway, i had to walk home from my work and carefully put one step after another, It was like skating on ice. I was walkink like i was on the verge of falling.
Just when i was about to go around the corner, i caught a glimpse of a light on the left of me. So i carefully turned around and looked at the light. There was no house there. I think that’s why it caught my attention. Then i heard a soft bang and a hiss coming from that direction. Like some kind of mechanism was working. 
It peaked my interest so i decided to take a quick peek. With “quick” i ment slowly and carefully going over there and look around a little. When i was walking i got blocked by some woods. But i could see the light better now. It was pretty close by. If i’d go trough these woods i would be able to see it better. And i did go into the woods. Luckely the treeline ended quikly and the light was very close now. I could make out a shape. A human-like shape, but not quite human. 
There was a soft clinging of what sounded like thousands of crystals. I crept closer to the last tree of the treeline to see what i just found. I was able to see everything way better. The light was very big and bright and it had no shape to it. But i did see the humanoid figure. And it walked towards me. Suddenly adrenaline rushed trough me, and my mind suddenly switched to “survive” mode. My feelings told me that figure had bad intends, and i had to run. I turned around and started moving back to the street as fast as i could. I moved trough the woods so fast i fell and scratched my face on some plants and branches. It was slippery after all.
I ran out of the woods and i was now on the middle of the street. I turned around and i saw the light still coming from the woods. I turned my head forward and started walking home again. But one thing kept bothering me, i could not shake the feeling of being followed. Maybe it was just my imagination or maybe i was just being paranoid. 
When i got home i unlocked my door. In front of me stood a massive humanoid shape. It had cole black skin that seemed to be reflecting. I looked up towards it’s neck, and it was small but long. There was a pain in my chest, an extreemly painfull pinching pain in my left arm as i looked at it’s head. It was slender, had no mouth and no nose. It had lightblue eyes with small black dots in the middle that were looking at me. They were so painfully penetrating my soul that i fell backwards onto my porch with the pain in my chest that kept increasing. But then it stopped… Everything stopped. 
There was no pain anymore. And i was unable to see the creature. I also was not home, yet i felt comfotable. My eyes were a bit blurry, but my sight slowly returned to normal. I was in a big room.  it was all white and reflecting. I din’t know where i was, but i felt… at home.

I looked at the wall. My hart stopped when i saw my reflection. I made sure it was me so i tried waving. 
A tall black humanoid shape with big bright blue eyes with a black dot in the middle was waving back at me. 
The same kind of creatures came into the room and walked slowly towards me. 

“You are one of us now, don’t be afraid. It is an honour to have you with us” my toughts said to me. I figured these “toughts” were actually things they said to me. I am overwhelmed and i collapse.  I close my eyes and try to figure out what is happening. 

“You are one of us now, you can never go back”

#33 I am the operator

Hello, i am the operator. I press buttons and switch levers. I can make all the dicisions i want and everything will bend to my commands. 

Right now i’m listening to classical music wich makes my head feel like it’s in another place, A safehaven. I feel well and my mood is good. Though i do want to feel even better. So i will build a house. This house will be what i’ve always wanted. This will be my dreamhouse.

I will invite others over to come and celebrate my new achievement. Not many will come. I know this because not many appriciate me. It’s not hard to pass by and say something but it almost never happens. Others are shy and kept to them self. They are what you would call a ‘lonewolf’. Or they just want to be left alone by a reason. It does not matter. If i realy want them to talk to me i can make them, i am the operator after all.

Some cold beverage is served and i take a glass off the plate. It’s the last glass, i guess im lucky. I’m just messing with you, i’m not lucky and i never will be, because i am the operator. The last glass was the only glass served.

That brings me to the next subject, living. Yes, i am alive. But i do not always feel alive. I love all the dirty tricks and twisted games i play. That is the only time when i feel alive. I have no urge to do anything else but to do my own things. I feel you’re pain, but it won’t move me. I dont care. And you know why? … exactly what you’re thinking.

Do you know what i am now? I think you do. Tell me and leave a postcard at my doorstep saying you want me to stop doing this awkward thing. Maybe i will listen to you. You might catch my attention by writing me in a green envelope. Green is not my favorite color if that is what you are thinking. It’s red, the color of blood and love. The color red is what makes us fear or love. 

Some others belive heaven is white. Dont take this personally but i think otherwise. I think heaven is red, just like hell. It makes sense if you think about what i just said does it not? It does not matter anyway. I am not trying to start a fight, i hate fights. 

I have never been in a fight. Others do have an opinion on me, but thats okay. If i want them to stop talking i will just have to make them stop talking. There is no link between the others and me. I have no link to the world. And i dont need one, for i am the operator. I dont need help or pitty. It’s irrelevant anyway, because i can make you do whatever i want you to do.

#32 My message.

I am locked up in this cage for years now. I don’t feel like i have the need to escape, althoug that would be practically impossible anyway. I think i belong in this cage. I am actually starting to like the feeling of being alone with my toughts. What would i do to them, do i break their neck, or should i just give them a hug. 

They don’t look like humans to me, only monsters would be capible of doing things as heartless as what they do. Making other monsters and letting them fight for them. That is why i am locked in here. This cage feels somewhat safe. Because they only look at me, but i am sure if they got the chance, they would tear me appart from top to bottom. 

There are many like me. I feel like we do have a connection, but there is no way for us to talk for the monsters have sewn our mouths shut. They told us not to progress further on our paths and took controll. 

But somehow i want to break trough the cage too. I want to scream, let others hear where i am standing. I would stand in front of everyone, naked and nothing more then the truth. It is hard to explaine what needs to be done and hard to understand what is already done. 

There is no way i would know how you feel, but i would understand if you won’t share what you are  goung trough. Taking the sown cable from our mouth hurts after all. But im trying to pull mine out. It realy hurts and blood is being shed. But i’m trying so hard. 

Would you aid me if you could? Have a conversation about the monsters shushing us. There is a chance they would uncover what we are doing, and if that were be the case we will be locked up even deeper with many more locks and blocks. 

Nothing will change if i don’t tell you what will happen if we dont say anything. The ceiling would crumble if i were to talk to you. We would get free, for that moment. After that moment we would be kicked down and kicked over and over again. 

So would you talk with me?  Share with me? Embrace me? Maybe even love me? I know i would, but how do i start? It is too dangerous out here… Help!

#31 Magical ore

“Ah finally *sighs* this blade is done. Nice and smooth sharp edge. That can cut trough the thickest of materials. I’m sure the king will be very pleased with this blade. But for now i have to go out for materials.” 

So i walked to the market with my leather backpack so i would defenitly not run out of space. While purchasing my materials i heard someone say something about material that is stronger then any other metal ever seen. I paid for my items and i walked to the person that was saying that. 

“What material are you talking about?” I asked. 

“Aaah… yes i will tell you. But, at a price.” He said. “The information i have to share is very valuable. The finest and strongest material you can make any weapon out of.” This sounded like gold to my ears. 

“What do you want” i asked him. “I want a special blade made out of this material. I will go with you to get the material, and you make a blade out of it for me.”

“I suppose that is not an unfair trade. When do you want to leave?” I said. 

“In the morrow, i still have business. Meet me here in the morrow” he explained to me. 

He turned around and walked out of the store. I wonder what material this is. Stronger and sharper then normal metal. Well, i think i should worry about if it is even forgable at all. I need to figure out the perfect heat to modify the material. But i guess we’ll see when we actually got it. I went home and got off to bed.

That night i had a dream, i made the sword with the material. But i had no real idea what it would look like to the dream should not be acurate. The metal looked very blue, almost saffire blue like. When i heated it in my dream it went purple and then white. It was easy to make a blade out of. But then i woke up. It was time to make the journey to the place.

I got up, packed my backpack and walked to town and met up with the mysterious guy. He was already there waiting for me. when he saw me, he walked towards me and pulled me with him. “People are following us” he said. “Let’s hope they will not follow us outside of town.

We started walking to the outskirts of town and fortunatly lost the persuers, at least we did not see them anymore. We entered a forest filled with beautifull nature. Sunbeams shine trough the big old oak trees, the birds are chirping and the bumblebees are polling the flowers. It is very peacefull right now. “I hope this peace will last” i tought to myself. 

We arrived at a long bridge hanging over a cliff. It did not look well built at all. But nevertheless we slowly walked step by step over the bridge and safely reached the other side. We took a short break and had something to drink and ate some fruit. After another long hike we finally reached the mountain where the ore should be. 

We entered the mountain and looked around. It was rich with other materials to forge with. I was defenitly coming back here again later. The guy told me, “we should be close now. It should be behind this wall” we walked around the wall and found a mountain of strange stone. It was purple but with a gleam of cyan. It looked beautifull, almost magical. I grabbed out my pickaxe and swung at the stone while my guide stood back. A big chunk fell off. This should be enough to make at least 6 swords out of the ore.

We took the ore and returned to the town. I took the my guide to my smithy and showed him how the process worked. He watched as i hit the blade to a smooth and beautfully sharp sword. The material was very easy to handle and when i would hit it with my hammer it sounded like glass. After a day i finished the blade. It looked smooth and like the guy said, very sharp. I did not even put it on the grindstone yet. 

I decided to give the handle a special form since it was my guide’s blade. The blade was a little thicker the  a rapiers blade. But it was so magically beautifull. I handed over the finished sword to the guy, he looked very pleased with the result. With these swords i would be able to make a fortune. The upcoming weeks i would make 5 more swords out of the material. And i sold 4 wich gave me a hefty sum of money.

I decided to keep one sword to test out against other metals. So i put a thick piece of metal horizontal on a stool. I lifted the magnificent sword above my head and with all my might pushed it downwards. And to my surprise it cut trough the metal like butter. After inspecting the metal i was able to see that the purple sword had molten the metal. The sword gains temperature the faster you swing it. That would explaine the glow i see every time i swing the sword. I concluded this coyld be very dangerous if it were to land in the wrong hands. 

I kept my piece. And never made a new sword from that material. But maybe i should mix it with other metals. I have not decided yet.

Im trying to expand

Hey everyone. Thank you for all your sweet and adorable comments on my blog. It’s realy what keeps my motivation up. Im not uploading daily because i am in my last 4 weeks of school and i get loads of homework and other stuff to do to prepare me for the exams. 

After i am done with school (in about a month) i want to start on recording the stories and put them on youtube as stories you can listen to. They will be edited with sound effects and ambience music. This will be a realy fun thing for me to do and i will absolutely enjoy it way more if people would support me here too.

I have no doubt in my mind that this would not work out and i find this project so exiting to do that i might even start earlyer…. but, there is a dilemma. I cannot record anywhere close where i live. There is noises in the background and to many things happening for me to concentrate. I dont know where i could record my stories. So if any of you have any suggestion or ideas please please let me know. This might be extreemly helpfull.

Also if you want your story on my youtube channel later on. That will be more then possible. Ofcourse i will link all the adresses to the authors site and other social media if wished. 

Alright thats it for now. Im gonna go sleep. Ill try to squeeze out a story the upcoming 2 days. C:

#30 Last week i found a box.

A few months ago i bought myself a brand new metal detector for about 300 dollars. It is very expensive but it has many buttons and switches. And i still don’t know what all of them do, but i’m working on it. Reading the manual also helps, but i like to find out how things work by myself.

I would realy like to find some coins or some other old relics that were left from the war or something. Realy anything i would like to find. And i did find some stuff. When i was sweeping trough the woods i found a load of chucks of iron ore. I kept them all and i would say i now have like 4 kilo’s of only iron ore. I also found some bike parts, some random household items and some other random items. 

But last week i found something peculiar. A little iron box the size of a lunchbox with a tiny padlock attached. I put it in my backpack and took it home. The lock was very rusty so i decided to smash the padlock with a hammer. With 3 taps the lock broke loose and i was able to open the little box. When i looked inside i saw a photograph of a boy. It was very unclear but it was defenitly a child. Next to the photo was a bundle of old sticks. There was also a little toy and a tooth. A small tooth that probably belonged to the child. 

I tought the child probably would have burried the first tooth he lost, and put a photo with it to look at it later. I took the photo out of the box and turned it over. It was hard to read but all i could read was a name. It read  “Max”. I closed the box and put it in my desk in the garage. 

The next morning when i woke up, i went downstairs and cleaning myself. To my surprise i saw the box on my coffee table. It was opened, and everything was still inside. At first i was just staring at it for a couple of minutes. In disbelief i examined the the box again but i was unable to figure anything out. I knew something paranormal was going on.

I put my finding on 4chan and soon i got replies. Some said “cool” and some said “go kill yourself” ofcourse i should take the comments with a grain of salt, so i did. But one comment was actually helpfull. 

“It is possible you dug up a sacraficial item, or maybe disturbed the child’s death.”

It got me interested so i told them on 4chan that it appeared in the room when i woke up. I told them i left it in the garage. Suddenly many more replies came in and everyone started asking for photos. I took a few pictures of everything and uploaded them. The hate dissapeared and everyone suddenly knew everything about the box i found. Only one comment stuck out to me

The bundle of sticks is sacrificial sage, you can see it is black on top, so it has burned. The tooth could be the link to the spirit, it could be attached to that. If you keep the box, more strange things might happen.

I replied that i was not going to throw it away. I would rather keep it and see what happens. 

When i was asleep that night, something woke me. I tough i heard a light voice was calling out my name. It sounded like a childs voice. I looked to my opened door and i suddenly hear feint footsteps running trough my hallway. I got up and walked to my hallway. I looked around but i din’t see anyone. I put on the lights and started to investigate my house. 

Near the hallway is the bathroom. The door was open and the light was on. When i walked towards it i could hear a giggling coming from the bathroom. The door shut and the hallway was drowned in darkness. I quickly switched on the light in the hallway and walked towards the bathroom. I knocked on the door and i said to my surprise something i did not expect coming from my mouth. 

“Max, is that you”

I got no reply. Then i tought, this must be a kid and must be treated as one. I said;

“I count to three and i want you to open the door max”

I began counting, “one!…” i again heard a giggling sound from the bathroom

“Twoooo!….” 

“Thrrrr….” and before i knew it the door slammed open with a bang. But there was not no one inside. I could feel a sad precence inside the bathroom. I could feel it staring back at me. I did not feel scared, it felt like it wanted my help. I put the lid of the seat down and sat on it. I put my hands on my legs and asked “how can i help Max?” I heard nothing. I waited for about 10 minutes and listened to all the sounds i could hear. But also the feeling of someone staring at me dissapeared. 

I sat there for another 15 minutes and no other activities happened. I repeated my question multiple times and had no response. I decided to post my expiriences on 4chan again. So i updated my post. A few minutes later more replies were left on my page. Most of them felt sorry for Max. Some of them said i was mentally ill and i needed help. But i know better. I know what happened. I decided to set up my camera for the night while i was asleep. I seen it in many movies and maybe i get to see something i told myself.

I put my camera in the corner of my room so it could record everything. And i went to sleep.

The next morning i was realy exited to go trough my footage. And sure enough did i find something strange. At 3:29pm my door opened up by itself. A few seconds later i roll over to the other side of my bed. I can see the sheets go up a little bit as if someone is entering the bed. I can hear a sound on the video so i decide to amplify it in audacity. I could not make out what it said so i decided to pots the audio file on 4chan. Someone told me in a comment it said “i’m scared” and it was defenitly a high pitch voice. I listened to the file this person uploaded wich was a moddified sound of the origional. And sure enough you could clearly hear the voice say “i’m scared”.

I decided to buy a very sensitive microphone to capture more sounds and voices that i was unable to hear. I put it everywhere i went in the house and listened to it with some headphones. It recorded everything, so if i heard something i would be able to review it later. 

The next day i had some more voices wich i put on 4chan. They got modified and everyone was able to hear the same thing. 

One recording said “help” one said “my teddy is gone” another one said “what’s happening” and the last one said “he is chasing me” 

Everyone got emotional over the last voice they heard. But we were certain this was the spirit of a kid looking for a way to the afterlife. Everyone gave tips on how to tackle this. But i was not sure what to do. I decided to give it some time. Stop the recordings and wait for a couple of days. 

Every night for 3 nights i would wake up to a scream or a banging noise or some other strange noises. Every time i went to check it out, there was nothing to see. Only some moving lamps and some opened doors. I decided something had to happen. This was something i could not ignore anymore.  

The next morning i grabbed my shovel and metal detector. I decided i was going to look in the area for clues that might help. When i got to the hole i dug for the chest i sat down and took a sip of water. After a couple of minutes i swung my metal detector over the hole again, but i did not get a response. Nevertheless something in my head told me to dig there. So i widend the hole and started digging.

After about 30 minutes of digging i got pretty deep. And when i pulled the next shovel of dirt on the ground above me i could hear something scratch my.shovel. i looked over the edge at the sand. I could see a white bone. It looked like a chickin bone, but i knew better. I started to scoop out nore and more bones. Ribs, leg bones. Even finger bones.

I took my phone and called 911. They got there in no time and told me to back off and let them do an investigation. They would tell me everything they found. After pondering behind the cops and investigators for about 2 hours, 1 investigator walked up to me and handed me a small flask with a letter in it. On the flask was written, “to my gravedigger” 

I opened the flask and took out the little piece of rolled up paper. I unrolled it and it said. “Thank you for setting me free. Don’t be scared when you get home” i grabbed my shovel and my metal detector and went home. Once i got to the porch of my house the door was slightly open. I pushed open the door and carefully scanned the hallway. A feeling of happyness and dread took over the atmosphere in the house. Then i walked towards the livigroom. On the couch sat a boy, about 6 or 7 years old. He turned his head. But when i looked at him, he had no eyes to look back at me. I got scared at first, but i remembered the note.

He smiled and moved his mouth, i was unable to hear what he was saying but i could read his lips for some reason. He said: “I will never forget this, thank you for setting me free” then in a blink of an eye he got up and ran trough the hallway up the stairs. When he got out of my sight and reached the floor above me, he jumped 3 times and then it was silent. 

I walked up to the second floor and looked around in every room but no one was there to be found. This happened yesterday, and last night i slept realy good. I think i might have seen him again in my dream last night. But whatever, must be coincidence right?

I shared the story on 4chan. People were in awe. And some called me bad names. But you need to take their comments with a grain of salt, remember? 

3 days later i read on the frontpage of a paper “missing child found dead in forest” it went on about where the child had lived. Who the parents were, and some other things. That night i went out and looked for the his parents and eventually found them. I told them what had happened. They started crying and thanked me for telling them what happened. 

#29 A nice day at the theme park

My girlfriend and i went to a new and unknown theme park. The people that built the park finished a rollorcoaster, some other booring attractions and some food and drink stands. The ticket to enter was very cheap since the park wanted many people to come by. And people did come by. There was a small queue before the entrance. And everything was going well.

We went trough the gates and entered the theme park. It looked pretty so we decided to get some food and sit somewhere. There was a nice patch of grass where we could sit on to eat our food. Some guy in a uniform came up to us and asked us to leave the patch of grass we were sitting on and go sit somewhere else. We were ruining the grass. A little irritated we stood up and walked off the grass. 

There was a bench we sat on and finished our food. We walked around a little and found the only rollercoaster. There was quite a line, but we decided to enter the line anyway. While waiting in the line we went trough some kind of massive boulder that was cut out to enter trough. It looked very pretty with nice and moody music in the background. 

Every minute we waited we could walk a few steps forward untill we had to go up the stair to the gates of the ride. The coaster did 2 identical laps and when we walked up to the gates it rushed very fast trough the station. It was loud and it made the wood we were standing on tremble. Finally the carts came back and stopped in front of us.

The people that were in the seats stood up and got out on the other side. The gates opened and we could enter the carts. They were little red carts with some nice decorations on them. The seats were nice and fluffy so the carts would not hurt you. We had to secure ourselves with a belt first and then the security bar came down. Some employees checked every belt and put their thumbs up to the operator.

I was looking forward to this ride, it was kind of short but it had 2 loops. Wich i think is pretty cool. I felt some vibration in the seat and we started to get pulled forward. All the way up to the top of the coaster. When we were at the top we stood still for a few seconds. Then we got pulled down with a fast rush. When the last cart went over the top on the way down everyone could hear a loud ‘clunk’ sound. As we rushed trough the rails we noticed the last cart had came loose.

But it dint go forward. It was stuck in a small ditch in between the top and the next way up. We were already heading for the loops. The first loop was alright but with the second loop the g-force was way bigger. I noticed 2 people on the ride were leaning their heads to the side. When we came close to the start we could see people running as the operator was busy pushing all kinds of buttons. We were supposed to stop, but we only went faster. With high speed we flew trough the gate section up the high top. Keep in mind that the cart that had came loose is still bobbing in the ditch. The people inside that cart could not jump out, it was way to far from the ground When we almost reached the top we came to a stop. But then… we started to go backwards down trough the gate section where people were screaming their lungs out from fear. We went faster backwards then we did forwards. The first loop was approaching. And one peraon puked on the ride covering the carts in front of him with his puke. Everyone was screaming at this point. When we hit the first and the second loop there were 5 people hanging their heads to the side. And when we made the sharpest turn all 5 heads were bend to the other side. I could hear one of the necks cracking as his face dint go to the side anymore, but to the back. He had broken his neck. 

We were going with such high speed and we were rushing towards the other cart. There was no way to prevent what was going to happen. The loose cart was only 1 bump away. 

As we crashed into the loose cart, the cart that hit it came of the rail and got flinged in the air. The loose cart was destroyed and the people in the cart were unrecognizable with blood everywhere. The cart that got flinged into the air, fell near the rail, pulling 2 other carts from the rail. 

People were screaming around the rollercoaster and peramedics and police arrived soon after the accident. They confirmed 9 dead people and 5 people critically injured. My girlfriend and i survived luckely, but we decided to never go on a rollercoaster again.

3 months later they re-opened the park some people came but the park had lost all trust of everyone. No one entered the rollercoaster. Only the booring attractions. 6 months after the re-opening the park closed and was left alone. No one spent any more attention to the park, and it became known as the park roaming with ghosts of the people that died in the accident.