
This village is mysterious, special and weird. Everyday, one villager will disappear. They will be there in the morning, afternoon and evening, but during village dinner, they will be gone... And that is why, I will find out what is happening. And what causes my villagers to act weird.
My name is Slyphia, I am 13 years old. I have two younger sisters, Silvia and Silpha. That night, the moon hugged us. Our village dinner, prepared by Montagious or Monty. As usual, when we arrived at the huge dinner table, delicious looking food was waiting to be eaten.
I looked around the place and noticed one of my friend, Fraly was gone. Dinner ended and I still didn't see her anywhere. The food tasted awfully weird today, and I decided to go to Fraly's house to see if she was there. The moment I arrived, I noticed some blood in her carpet.
As I walked in, I looked around and saw a whole skeleton on the ground. On the hands there were still skin and I saw Fraly's phone resting on it. I wanted to scream, but I had to investigate it silently. I went into her bathroom and saw Fraly's mother inside.
"...Slyphia. Why are you here?" asked her mother. "M'aam, I just noticed that Fraly didn't come to dinner. That is her body right?" I asked, tears rolling down my face. She nodded slighty and whispered with pain in her voice, "I am next... the food you have been eating for dinner all this time, was the villagers that never came for dinner."
"Who... is doing this?" I asked softly and quietly, "Who?" "Monty, the village chef, Montagious," Fraly's mom said, crying into her lap. I slowly nodded my head and slowly left the house. I ran to my house and hugged my sisters, "Fraly is gone... Her mom is next..."
"Sister, what are you talking about?" my 11 year old sisters Silvia and Silpha asked. "We ate her during dinner, tomorrow we will be eating her mother for dinner... The chef kills and cooks humans," I whispered into their ears softly. "Let's leave this place!" Silvia cried. "We can't sis! We have to at least figure out what Mr.Monty's plan is!" Silpha cried.
I nodded in agreement to Silpha. "We need to find out. When it is dinner, we quickly eat. Then when everyone starts to leave we sneak into Mr. Monty's kitchen. He will be at home having a rest. If he comes into the kitchen, we escape through the vents!" I whispered softly.
About the Creator
*+*+*~Teja~*+*+*
Hi! I am a 12-year-old girl still in school, and I wanted to tell the stories, poetries, and creations I write to the world! My name is Teja, I am in grade 6 currently and I hope that I don't get hate in my creations! <3



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