Friday 15 January 2021

THE DEAD BODY by Mark Antony Raines

 


It was just your average weekend Saturday waiting for my friends to turn up at our usual hang out:a patch of man made Hill across from the top of the main square in my seaside resort of Southend on Sea home once to the world's longest pier until someone in New Zealand built a longer one.

As usual I went inside Mac Donald s for a cheeseburger and chips to eat -as their say on television other food outlets are available .

Finally my friends arrived on the scene ready to rock and roll and strut down the high street as if it was owned by us but this is part of youthful ideas and long forgotten with  the ravages of father time. 

The rest of the high street just carried on the business of shopping or window shopping and thinking to themselves what a bunch of idiots we looked at. 

We reached the promenade and walked down the endless arcades and we visited the odd one to play on the games and the occasional game of chicken with penny machine; which meant running up to said penny machine and bumping it and grabbing as many pennies as possible before the buzzer went off and the arcade assistant run of his kiosk telling us to go way using obscene language. 

We got bored of this decision between us whose turn it was to go to Woolworths  to steal some sweets as it was easy as long as we brought a quarter and put one in the bag and two in your pocket. 

So we go off to do our most favourite thing, some beach combing in search like some watered down pirates seeking our treasure. 

As we walk along the  stretch of seemingly endless sand to see what Frist I think is a seal so we all decide to get nearer to investigate. 

It was not a seal but the body of a young boy who seemed to not be moving or breathing. In fact we all feared the worse we had found a dead body. 

I stepped closer to make certain as I did not wish to rise and alarm as it could end us all in trouble. 

I got closer I put my ear to his nose,no breathing; I placed my two fingers on his arm to feel a pulse there was none ;I was just to pronounce the young boy was dead when the boy let out an unearthly gruntle sound that shocked me and rooted me to the spot in fear unable to move. 

The boy raised his body upright into a sitting position and looked at me with his deadless eyes then opened his mouth to reveal a series of razor sharp teeth and a crimson blood red tongue. 

I let out an almighty scream telling my friends to run.

Their in turn let out riotous laughing :and then the boy stood up and said  

"April's fool"


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