Copyright © 2013 by JD

 

Authors Note: This story you are about to read is one of emotions. I have laughed, got angry, cried, and even depressed while writing this story! Most of all, I enjoyed writing it. I hope you the reader will enjoy it as much as I did. For those who would like to email me, you can reach me at johndazel@hotmail.com. Please remember that if you like the stories here on Nifty to donate whatever you can to help keep this wonderful site up and running.

 

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The story you are about to read contains diaper use, violence, adult language and strong sexual content. The following is evil, illegal, should be banned, and all that other blah, blah, blah. If reading a coming of age story of self-discovery about pre-adolescent and adolescent boys that wet their beds, wear diapers, and explore their awakening sexuality with each other does not tickle your pickle (or if the law in your area says that pickle tickling is illegal) then don't read it.

 

 

Chapter 22: Sunday November 24^th, 2013 – Sometime that Day!

 

My dream started out real nice as I was with my mom and we were someplace having a lot of fun. We must have been at the ocean as the water smelled full of salt and not anything like what Lake Michigan smelled like. It was so hot that I was sweating even though all I was wearing was my speedo that I swim in. We were walking on the sandy beach holding hands. We were laughing and having lots of fun.

 

As we walked down the beach a man was seen in the distance. For some reason I let go of Mom's hand and ran down the beach towards him. I happily jumped into the man's arms and he picked me up under my armpits and swung me around through the air. I was giggling and whooping from joy! Somehow I knew that this man was my long lost father. He then dropped me back to my bare feet and started to tickle torture me.

 

"Sttttoooooooopppppppp!" I cried out through my giggles. "Daaaaddddd, you're going to make me pee!"

 

About then, Mom caught up to us and joined in with my dad.

 

"Mommmmmmmyyyyyyyyy! Dadddddyyyyyyyy! Nooooooooooooooo!" I screamed as I continued to laugh.

 

At this Mom stopped and looked at my dad. "We better quit or he will be peeing all over the place!" Mom joked with Dad.

 

They finally stopped and we resumed our walk. This time though, Mom and Dad each took one of my hands and were swinging me back and forth between them.

 

I kept yelling out "Higher... Higher!" As they swung me.

 

Suddenly our family moment was interrupted by Jessie. She came running up to us and begged us to help her brother Adam.

 

"Please, oh God please!" Jessie panted. "You got to help me! Someone has kidnapped my little brother Adam!" She cried and pointed the way she had come.

 

My mom and dad took off in the direction she had pointed and Jessie and I followed behind them. We ran up a hill and left the beach to a small wooded area. It was here that we stopped as we came upon Adam and another boy who I somehow knew was Jacob, the kid who owned the fort. They were just running around and playing and as we all approached them, they gave a bewildered look.

 

"I thought you said someone kidnapped your brother?" My dad asked Jessie confusingly.

 

For her part, Jessie looked as confused as he did. "What are you talking about she asked him." The next thing she said made no sense. "I have been here the whole time watching my brother and his friend!"

 

"But Jessie, you just came running up to us a moment ago?" I tried to explain.

 

Jessie just looked at me. "Who are you?" she asked annoyed like.

 

"It's me... Jamie!"

 

I couldn't understand why she was saying all of this. Then, as I was thinking things couldn't get worse or more confusing, day turned to night and it was now downright chilly!

 

I looked around myself and found that I was no longer on a beach somewhere, but instead I was now down some dark street in what I recognized as a bad part of downtown Chicago! I looked in the faces of my mom, Jamie, Adam, Jacob, and my dad... Actually, my dad was no longer in sight! My eyes tried their best to penetrate the darkness around us but to no avail!

 

Fear suddenly washed over me and I cried out for my mommy! "Mommy I'm scared!" I whimpered.

 

Adam and Jacob looked as scared as I was and Jessie and my mother didn't look any better. Jessie grabbed one of her brother's hands and one of Jacob's. My mother grabbed my own.

 

"Don't worry kids, we will be okay." My mother tried to calm us.

 

Suddenly my father reappeared but this time he looked more like Jason Voorhees than the awesome father I had been having fun with only moments before! Before any of us could say or do anything, he swung his huge machete at Jacob and cut off his arm! The one attached to the hand that was still grasping Jessie's! We all screamed as Jacob's arm fell to Jessie's side as she was still grasping his hand in her own! Screaming in terror she let it go and as she did this, the killer plunged the machete through Jacob's chest; effectively cutting off the scream that had been coming from his throat! Again we all screamed!

 

Mom picked me up and I locked my legs around her waist and my arms around her neck. She then hollered to Jessie to run! As I said, I am pretty small for my age, but still it would normally not be easy for Mom to run while carrying me. I don't know where she found the strength as she took off faster then I myself could run. Because Adam was bigger, Jessie couldn't carry him like my mom was doing with me. This meant that she was quickly losing ground.

 

Mom stopped running when we heard screams of terror behind us. The killer had caught up to Jessie and Adam. Trying to protect her brother, Jessie yelled for him to run and stepped in between the killer and him. I started to cry hysterically when I saw that machete decapitate Jessie's head. Both head and body dropped to the ground. The head rolled over to where her brother was still standing and screaming his lungs off!

 

"Adam! Run!" My mom screamed at him.

 

Adam turned and started to run but the killer grabbed him and suddenly both Mom and I heard his neck snap as the killer grabbed and twisted it! Not able to do anything for Adam or Jessie, Mom turned and started to run again as she clung to me tightly. Since Mom was running away from the killer, I was facing in his direction and watched as he continued to get closer!

 

"Moooooommmmmmmyyyyyy!" I screamed as he caught up to us.

 

"Please don't hurt my son!" I heard my mom beg as the killer grabbed her and turned her around.

 

Mom suddenly let me go and used her body to protect my own. Again she begged this maniac to not hurt me. For some reason though, the killer just stood and stared at my mom and it seemed that he might be considering what she asked him. Then suddenly he lifted the huge bloody machete and swung it.

 

My mom seeing what was about to happen yelled her last thing to me. "Run!"

 

The problem was that I couldn't! It was as if someone superglued my feet to the pavement! And as the machete made contact with my mother's neck, my bladder released a torrent of pee. Strangely though, I was no longer wearing my speedos but instead I was wearing that open in the back hospital gown. I also wasn't wearing anything under it so my pee was running down my leg and splattering freely on the pavement where I was rooted.

 

I continued to watch as the machete went through my mother's neck as if it were butter! Then, as I watched the head fall to the ground, it rolled over to me and stopped so that I was looking right into my mother's dead eyes! Suddenly those eyes blinked at me and my mother looked straight at me!

 

"I told you to run!" Her mouth spoke.

 

Freaking and finding that I could now move, I took off! As I ran from a downtown Chicago alleyway, I suddenly found myself in a familiar dark quiet neighborhood. It looked a lot like the neighborhood that I was lost in the other day. The killer was nowhere in sight.

 

Not sure where the killer went to, I stopped and stared around me trying to find him. I was still freezing as I was still wearing just the hospital gown. Not seeing the madman anywhere I slowed to a walk while continuing to bawl over everything that had just happened.

 

All of a sudden, bright lights lit me from behind and the vehicle that they were coming from lunged at me. Again fear overcame me and I ran! Like the other night when I had that terrible nightmare, I was chased all over by those headlights. Every time I thought I lost them, they suddenly reappeared! They even chased me through backyards and the woods. Also, I never heard the car that was behind them at all! I just saw the bright lights!

 

I was going through a backyard when I heard a familiar voice shouting at me. I looked around me and I saw Adam on a rope ladder.

 

"Up here, Jamie!" Adam yelled out to me. "We are hiding up here!" He added.

 

I wasn't sure how Adam could be here as I had witnessed him dying at the hands of the killer! I didn't waste a lot of time though on this. I could see that there was what looked like a fort built in the branches of the tree. It was now that I realized I was in Jacob's yard. I quickly climbed the ladder and joined Adam and surprisingly Jacob up there in the fort.

 

"I thought you guys were killed by the killer!" I stated in surprise.

 

"We just acted like we were dead!" Adam informed me.

 

I wasn't buying this explanation as I was sure what I saw hadn't been faked. Even Jacob's arm was magically reattached! This made me nervous as I wondered if this was all an elaborate hoax for the killer to catch up to me. As I was deliberating on this and what I was going to do, I heard my mom's voice down below.

 

"Jamie! I told you to run!" I heard my mom shout out.

 

I looked down and what I saw scared the shit out of me! Seriously, I felt my bowels move but what was weird was that the mess never hit the floor of my fort! Still, I didn't think about this more than a split second as what I saw below was more of a concern!

 

Below was a dark car with its bright lights on shining at the bottom of the rope ladder below. The light easily lit up the area and I was clearly able to see the killer. In one hand, he held up the Machete which glimmered in the light! In the other, he was holding my mother's severed head and it was what was yelling at me.

 

I screamed and screamed as I watched the killer tuck my mom's yelling head under his arm and sheathed the machete. He then grabbed the rope ladder and began the climb up to the fort.

 

Fear overrode everything and I slammed the door shut and locked it. It was my hope to keep the killer from getting inside. I was also afraid that he would somehow get in one of the windows, so I yelled to Adam to close and lock them, which he did!

 

The killer quickly climbed the ladder and I could now hear him pounding on the door so hard that I was sure he was going to break it down. I then called out to Adam and Jacob as I wanted to know if there was another way to escape the fort, but suddenly the boys were no longer themselves but were now zombie like!

 

With nowhere to go, I cringed in a corner as the Zombie Adam and Jacob reached out to me. It was also about this moment that the killer broke through the door. He again was holding my mom's head up in one hand and was brandishing the machete in the other.

 

Mom was no longer screaming at me about running, instead she said one thing, "I'm sorry!"

 

Then as the zombies grab me and hold me in place, I closed my eyes as I saw the machete swishing through the air towards me! At that very moment I realized that I would soon be dead! Again I screamed in terror!

 

I woke up from my nap screaming at the top of my lungs. What I was screaming was the same thing over and over again, as I had now fully remembered everything that had occurred in the recent days!

 

And as I heard people run into my room to see what was wrong, I continued to scream, "My mommy is Dead!" over and over, again and again!

 

As I said, I now remembered that my mom was dead! I also realized that I would now be forever ... All Alone!