Once a upon a time in a small village, where simple minded country boys were trying to make a cat bark, by dousing in in paraffin and setting it a light, A small pale boy was born, by the name Jack Peterson, He was your average school going boy, who did his homework, helped his sister Jill with hers, helped his mother set the table for dinner and his father gather and chop wood on those cold winters day, Yes, Jack was that perfect child every parent wish they had but never got.
Jack was a hard worker and a helpful person too, but he was mainly known for his work ethic, hence whenever people use to see him in the street, they use to say 'Hey Jack!, all work and no play is going to make you a dull boy.', Or so they thought it turns out Jack had a little secret or sickness that was very dark and disturbing, which no one knew about except for him.
On one fine summers day Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a bucket of water to do some house hold chores .In order to get a bucket of water one had to lower the bucket down a long dark well and then slowly pull it up, this task even a five year old could complete. The well was reasonably full due to the winters rain .So Jack decided to let his sister do the honors of doing the job, as Jack watched his sister lower the bucket down the well he could not help but wonder about something, what pleasure it would bring him if he just accidently pushed or might he even dare to say bumped her into the well and refused to save because of his fear of water which he had discovered that very day unfortunately.
What would her face look like, while her soul is slowly leaving her body, what would it feel like to have killed another human being. These disturbing thoughts haunted Jack for a while, until his sister's voice brought him back to reality.
'Jack are you okay?' she asked him.
'Yes, I am, why do you ask?' he said tilting his head slightly.
'Because I called you for quite a while now, telling you that I am done and that we could go home now.'
'Well, let's go then, since you want to go.'
Jack picked up the two buckets and they began their journey home , Jill skipped ahead , her arms swinging by her side every time she skipped, as they were descending down the hill, Jack started to slow down his pace and started to stare at his sister like a predator would stare at his pray right be before the kill , he then placed down his two buckets and continued walking forward, creeping up to his sister slowly , the closer he go the wider the smile grew on his face, then he pushed her forward causing her to trip over her own feet , resulting in her rolling down the hill, like a tumble weed in an old Western movie .
'Do you think that she is dead?' he asked himself.
'Nope, looks like she is still alive, bummer.' he answered himself.
'What have you done?'
'I pushed her you…wait that was not me, who is there!' he shouted into the abyss.
But no answer, only the sound of the wind whistling through the trees.
'I asked, who said that, and I demand you show yourself.' This time stamping his foot on the ground in anger.
'Well, well, aren't you confident after committing such a horrific crime.' A voice emanated from the surrounding trees.
Jack's heart started to pound faster and harder it literally felt like it was going to jump out from his chest, he looked around nervously, trying to find the location where the voice came from , He knew that if anyone saw what he just did he would be in really big trouble with his parents.
'You do not know anything, you don't even know what you saw, she fell!,' he shouted , raising his voice in an effort to Justify himself.
'My God sir, you really have no shame, what kind of monster have your parents raised, I think that they would not be too thrilled to find out that you almost killed your own sister even though you were thrilled doing it.' The mysterious man let out a loud sinister laughter.
Jack knew that he could not threaten the man to come out of his hiding place but one thing he could do, maybe he could strike a deal with this man that could make keep him quiet.
'May I ask you something?'
'What is it?'
'What if I could offer you something in return for your silence?'
'Oh, so you want me to forget what had happened here today , you want me to reframe myself from doing the morally correct thing am I right?' the man replied with a hint of excitement in his voice.
'Yes, please.' Jack put his hands together.
'Amazing how you are still able to be polite after what you just did, so what kind of offer do you have for me?'
'If you keep quiet then I will do whatever you like, I will execute whatever request you have.' Jack waited for the mysterious man he to reply, crossing his fingers in the hope that the man would take the bait.
'Well, now that I have thought about it, it does sound like a good bargain but to be honest there is nothing you can do for me.'
Jack's heart sank, he knew if this guy does not take his bait he will go tell his parents about the incident that just took place.
'May, I ask why?' he asked with a trembling voice.
'Because my dear Jackie boy, I am you.'
'Huh, I am failing to understand you and how do you know my name?'
'I heard your sister calling it out as you were busy planning to kill her and what I meant to say is that I see a lot of myself in you, so much so, that it seems like I am you or I might even be your farther.' The man let out a childlike giggle after his bazar statement.
Then heard a brunch snap and the giggling immediately stopped, he looked around to see if he could identify which tree it came from but alas his search was in vain.
'Are you okay, inside your head.'
'I do not know, am I?'
'I would not know I am asking you that question?'
'How dare you sir!, question me , while I so be questioning you , look what you did , what an ugly sin you did! .'
Jack started to grow impatient with the unknown man who was clearly delusional and was probably one of those old creepy man, who lives alone with his dead animal heads hanging on the wall, telling people about demons and weird creatures he sees in the forest and if he was one of those man then Jack has just found himself a golden opportunity to possibly deny everything that he just did and could even put the blame on the insane man for what just happen to his sister and him, if he could make himself a victim of his own crime .a smirk grew on Jack's face as he was about to grasp the golden opportunity.
'Well, I do not know old man, you know I am also a victim of your reoccurring persistent delusion of yours, one thing I could not understand is that, what has my sister and I ever done to you ,to deserve such harsh treatment, we are only innocent children looking to complete our household chores which our kind but often tired mother has entrusted us with , may I ask what is our crime in doing so uhm, what sir! , what!.' , Jack then suddenly started crying, slowly backing up and then finally tripping over his own feet causing him to roll down the hill the same wat his sister did , when he hit the bottom of the hill , Jack raised his fist in victory and fell unconscious .
'Would you look at that the little brat, sacrificed himself in the pathetic attempt to pin the blame on me, humph, he is a little smarter then I had anticipated but I know something that he does not know and that is the truth and everyone knows that truth is the most powerful thing in the world, which not even death can stop it, but still people thing that love is. Truth can bring the end to suffering but love just brings more suffering into the world and it makes people do more horrible and hateful things. If people want love so much, why do they not just get themselves a dog , that is a guarantee love affair until either the Master dies or the dog itself, I think that Adam and Eve made a mistake by naming a dog , 'Dog' they should of called it love, because that little creature can love until the end of time , but this is enough sentimental stuff , I have to find a way to tell this little brat something very important that will even shock him, I cannot wait to break the news to him , My God Sir! , it is going to be fun.'
The next morning Jack found himself in his bed at home with his mother hovering over him.
'Jack, Jack my boy, are you waking up, Doctor!, come quick he is waking up now .'
When the doctor reached Jack, he came right in front of his face, which was uncomfortably close for Jack.
'Okay there doctor, would you look at this guy, I mean really is he a doctor, with his unshaved face coming so close to mine and what is he wearing, I always thought that doctors were supposed to look impeccable but this guy looks like a stable boy, what is going on here ?, I bet that he is not even a real doctor , but a horse doctor , who practices medicine out of a cave, he is not doctor of people but of caves!. Well I am not surprised by this my father is always looking for the easy or cheap way out of life, even if it means our health.'
'How are you feeling today young man, you were a sleep for quite sometime.'
The doctor look right into his eyes, giving some signal that he has nothing to hide. Jack slowly raise himself up straight and began to speak.
'I feel a little sore but I think that I will live.'
'Well, that is jolly good to hear young man, and I would not be surprised if you are as fit as a fiddle in the next few days, I guess I will take your leave, I have other patient to attend too.' 'Okay doctor, I will walk you to the door.' replied Jack's mother as they were leaving the room.
'I knew it , he was a horse doctor, "fit as a fiddle", he says ,man, my father is really some piece of work, well, I should properly go check on my dear sister, God knows how she survived and on top of that, I still have to deal with some loony bin, who saw everything happen. Dear Lord why is my life like this?, I am such a good boy and all I wanted to see if she was going to die, what is so wrong about feeding one's curiosity, I know it killed Mr Browns cat but you have to be honest, it was a pretty ugly cat, and what was it doing in the fire place , in the first place or did Mrs Brown plan, it from the beginning?, I guess no one will know, of course you know but I mean us mortals.'
Jack manage to get himself out of the bed and made his way to his sister's room, when he got there he slowly peeked into the door to see if anyone was in the room with her, unfortunately there was none , he slowly entered like a serpent.
'Oh Jill, what has happened to you?, I will surely find out who did this to you my dear sister, oh wait , I did .'
Jill gave not response, unlike Jack who only suffered a few minor cuts, Jill had broken her left arm, her collarbone and had some cuts on her face.
'Oh good , she is no responding , that means that she is still a sleep , oh my sister , what have I done to you, I feel so bad, to see you in this condition, I wonder what I can do to relive your pain or maybe I can?, if I just take this pillow over here and put it on top of your face and apply my body weight on it, slowly making you go into a nice deep sleep which you will never wake up from , because that is what a good brother, yes, I do not think that there is anything wrong with having a little bit of fun .', Jack giggled and a smile appear on his face. 'No what is wrong with me!, why am I like this?'. Sensing his great desire to do what he just thought of, Jack got up from his sister's side and quickly rushed out of the room and straight out of his house, moving so quickly he did not even hear his own mother calling after him.
He just continued running unaware of where he was going, pushing through bushes and branches and eventually ramming himself into a wooden fence.
'Where am I, it looks like a small farm of some sort, I do not understand, I have been around this whole village-town, and I have never seen this part of town before or maybe , whose farm is this?' Then he suddenly like heard what sounded shouting and a horse neighing in the distance.
'Look what you have done!, you are such a dummy!'
This caught Jack's attention, there maybe a little faulty wiring in his head about his compassion towards other human beings but if there is one thing he knew about himself is that, he could not tolerate animals being mistreated by a human. So in is attempt to quench his anger and his curiosity about who this vile and unholy human being is, he marched alongside the wooden fence, to the animal shed to see how the face of this demonic being looked like. When he had reached in close proximity of the animal shed, he carefully, analyze the place for any guard dogs that might be guarding this hell hole for the devil himself, whom he is yet to see. After standing still and day dreaming for while he then realised that there were no dogs present, so he made his move, he jumped over the fence commando style, but unfortunately his left foot caught the top of the fence causing to face plant into the grass, Jack was not surprised that this happened to him, because life has always treated him this way, never the less, he just got up, wiped his face off and continued with his mission of unmasking the demon.
He took a few steps forward and then stopped and thought to himself, 'Maybe I should army crawl to the animal shed, that way I will not be too exposed.', So he got down on his forearms and started crawling towards the animal shed, He crawled and crawled and crawled, after crawling ,which felt like forever , he realised right there and then that maybe walking was not such a bad idea after all, so he got up and dusted himself off and walked the final distance, as drew closer to the animal shed door, his curiosity and anger grew more and more with every step he took, finally he reached the door, his heart went silent as he laid his hand on the door , which definitely need some tender, love and care, because the ugly and dirty doors were like totally clashing with his beautiful pale hands, after what seemed like a good half an hour of expressing his disgust for the through multiple facial expressions he slowly regained his composure, he open the door with both hands and gradually leaned his body sideways to finally see the enemy's face, waiting patiently for the big reveal.
'What if this man is and really ugly fart face and what would he look like if I were those drugs things that mother says I should stay away from or something , I bet he would look really funny , because those people on drugs they look like they have a really good time every time, anyway here I am in a dire situation, where I am faced with a life and death situations and if I am caught then there would be no one to save me because I would be definitely be killed but this animal on the other side of this door , I wonder if he would torture me to death or kill me instantly? , no he would torture me to death, because hurt people, hurt other people or in his cases animals.'
He leaned forward once again, and what he saw was beyond his imagination and impossible to explain in that moment.
'Huh!, he is gone, how is this possible?, this confirms my suspicion, I was right , he is a demon devil out to kill us all , O God how can you let such foul beings walk among us, this is for sure the end for us on earth.', As Jack was in the middle of his prayer or spiritual conniption, he felt the warm sunlight vanish and was replaced by a cold and dark presence , he looked down at the ground and discover that the entity had completely consumed his shadow and paralyzed Jack with fear, then it spoke with a deep, husky voice
'Hey, what are you doing on my farm, son.'
Jack did not have the courage to turn around and face the unknown character but he did have the courage to pee his pants a little, then he straightened himself out, preparing to give the man a fitting reply, he took a deep breath, and sucked his stomach in and puffed his chest out, then bolted away as fast as a race horse in record time, this time around that wooden fence was no obstacle at all, he jumped over it like a professional athlete.
He dashed through the forest like a gazelle being chase by a pride of lions, not paying attention to the burning sensation in his lungs. He continued to run through the woods, until he finally reached home.
He saw his mother hanging the washing outside and ran straight to her.
'Mother, mother!'
Jack could hardly speak nor could he catch a breath, due to the fact that he was still pumped with adrenaline.
'Jack, where have you been and why are you in such a state, we have been worried sick about you, you must be hungry?'
'No mother, I have to ask you something about the farm. His mother interrupted him before he could assault her with all the questions about the farm.
'Jack, we are about to have dinner ,why do you not go take a bath and when you are all nice and clean at the dinner table, I personally will listen and answer whatever question you may have.'
He knew there was no point in arguing with his mother, so he decided to be a good boy and obey his mother's specific instructions nor did he have the strength to put up a fight for indeed he was hungry.
After taking a nice long bath, he made his way to the dinning table, sat down and waited for the food to be served so he could devour anything that was placed in front of him.
'So Jack why do you not tell us where you have been today?' asked his father in his fake serious tone.
'Well, I honestly do not know, I left here, because really upset about what had happened to sister, that I just started to run and walk for some time until, I ended up outside a farm.'
'Oh Jack, you know that want had happened to your sister was not your fault at all.' His mother said as she placed a nice big piece of drumstick on his plate.
'Wait, what farm, I hope you did not end up on Gibson's farm?' his father looked at him straight in the eyes. awaiting his son's reply.
'I really do not know father, all I know is that he has pretty horses and by the way, who is this Gibson?'
'We do not know much about Gibson, he moved here a few years ago but people hardy ever see him and his family around town and no one knows what kind of business he is into , so I am telling you to stay away from Gibson's farm he could be a dangerous man for all we know.'
A mysterious man, who is potentially dangerous, made Jack more interested in Gibson.
'Jack, if I am not mistaken, I think that his daughters go to the same school as you.'
'Is that so mother?' replied Jack with a little grin on his face.
'Yes, let me see if I can remember their names, oh yes, their names are Susan and Julia.'
'Well, I guess I had properly seen them before, I think that this is the end for me mother, I really enjoyed your lovely food.'
'Okay Jack have a good night's rest.'
Jack laid on his bed running the girls names through his mind, in an effort to remember them until the day the school reopens.
'Susan and Julia, what pretty names they are, I must say that you Gibby have bad taste but in any case, this is going to be a very fun and exciting school semester for us, your time has come Mr Gibson, to taste some of your own medicine.', Jack went to sleep that night with a smile on his face.