The weather was chilly. The wind felt like knifes on Gillon’s cheeks. His shadow was cast on a nearby house to the left of him. Tiny flakes of snow sprinkled in the air and disappeared instantly once they touched the ground. Gillon was walking down the street at night, he was aiming to go to the mailbox, Gillon was a father of 2. His skin was wrinkled and pale. He had felt sick from earlier. his hair dropped in front of his eyes, in which he constantly had to wipe it away. His scarf covered half of his face, which he thought was a little annoying but it was keeping him warm so, he didn’t care. He had ordered a wallpaper on a website, because the wallpaper in his son’s and daughter’s room, had been torn and graffitied by his son and daughter. The wallpaper was supposed to come today but, it took a long time because they live in Roseburg, Oregon, and it was made in China.
It was a weird neighborhood. Many strange and terrifying things went on in the neighborhood. His neighbor, Nairad, had an odd thing under his rug, he had called in the police but they could not identify the creature, two weeks later his son had died mysteriously. Him and his wife moved 2 days ago, due to the incident. His other neighbor Mrs. Lindsey, had died because of a strange book in the forest that her and her husband found. It had an invasive plant in it and it ended up around her neck. He also read in the news that a enormous cargo had rammed through the water streets Venice, it was like the world was magic…. which Gillon didn’t believe in. He opened the blue mail box, which was old and rusted since it was one of those old-timers mailboxes, and inside he saw a beautifully wrapped package. His face brightened as he saw the wallpaper, and he snatched it ran of, eager to show it to his family.
He ran to his house a few blocks away, huffing and puffing, He ran past a few trees just starting to grow leaves. It was the beginning of march in Oregon, Roseburg. Hence the name of the city, It was filled with roses everywhere. Sometimes they became a problem, like growing all over houses of in the old roads. In absolute Stupidity Gillon had tripped and fell of a bulging pile of rose bushes his neighbor left in his front yard (people these days ami’right). Off he went flying merely an inch or two before getting caught by one of the thorns and falling into the evil rose bush.
“GAHHHH!! BY THE LOVE OF GO-AHHHHHH!” Gilon cried in EXTREME pain
“I would be mad but this is about the third time this has happened to me” Gillon angrily thought.
The box that held the wallpaper had been thrown about 3 yards away, far beyond his reach. The box started to shake and jump for some reason, in some points it even started to fly, then drop back down like a pathetic bird learning to fly.
Then out of nowhere His two kids Kinny and Aiden bursted around the corner, they were both twins. Aiden had a hoodie that was a tad bit bigger than him but he still wore it, and a jeans that weren’t very special. He had black hair covering his eyebrows but not his eyes, he loved to go in the woods and was very weird, His Twin sister Kinny had pigtails on her hair (not actual pig’s tails, that would be animal abuse) and wore a light blue skirt that she wouldn’t stop wearing and held with HER LIFE and a white shirt that didn’t seem very interested about. She also seemed to be really, lets say, Weir- Amazing! (she’s watching me tell this story….PLEASE HELP)
(ok, she’s gone….) she seemed to be quite the weirdo like her brother. They were both 10 and about to be 11.
“HEY, DAD! Why are you in that thorn bush, it’s late!” Aiden hollered
“How do you expect him to get out of it” Kinny replied
“KIDS! JUST HELP ME!” Gillon cried
After lots of pulling and gillons favorite scarf being very stuck in the bushes they finally retrieved the box and went on with their day.
“Now son, you must help me with the wallpaper it’s a very nice one too. You must feel very happy for it” Gillon Calmly said but in the inside he crying because the thorns were so painful and he was trying to remain “manly” in front of the kids.
“Dad, are you ok? You seem, really, in pain” Kinny asked
“Whaaaa- no i was just- uh- caught something in my *sniff* eye…….” Gillon whimpered lightly.
“Lets just go home and do this, i’m wondering what it looks like” Aiden exclaimed in a annoyed tone
The snow had stopped falling and a light breeze filled the air instead. The sky shone with with a silvery luster, the shadows had completely disappeared. When they had made it to their house it cold air was almost immediately turned into warm air. In excitement, Gillon ran up the stairs, in his childish way he always does, and got to work. He Taped, he slammed, he ripped, and he did whatever people who are overly obsessed with wallpaper do.
This part is boring because all gillon does is talk to his wife about politics and Donald Trump while he works. So i will skip it for you’re sake.
“ *fast gibberish plays from gillons mouth*”
“*fast wife response*”
“*fast muffled gibberish that sounds like quacking*”
OK, there! Now we’re done with all that “political talk”
On with the story.
“Great! Now with this wallpaper they’ll will love i..- oh wait, they’ll probably ruin it like the last one. And it’s a nice wallpaper!!! I SHOULD’VE USED IT!” Gillon sighed
“Wow, you really messed up, HA HA” his wife chuckled
Gillon just facepalmed himself and went to tell aiden about it. Now that the wallpaper was up it seemed like whole different room. The wallpaper had doves printed all over it, the doves had a slight red tint to them. In the background of the wallpaper vines spread downwards giving a forest-ty vibe. The border had a gold paint. The gold looked fake and weak, but considering where he bought it (www.WitchWeirdos.com) it seemed to be real, especially for how much it cost (not not gonna say it cost because i’m so disappointed gillon wasted that much money on WALLPAPER) The wallpaper also had a bunch of little dots of… red.. On it. It seemed to be unsettling but gillon shrugged it off.
When aiden saw the wallpaper he loved (?) it. He showed a smile then slammed his face in his bed. Then in 2 seconds later, kinny ran in, saw it, and fell into the wall. It was like the wallpaper was giving of an aura of bad luck.
“GAHHH, THERE’S A PIECE OF WALLPAPER IN MY EYE” kinny screamed
The piece of wallpaper that was in her eye was a dove. The paper dove really hurt as it got in her eye. It had a stronger red tint…. Ugh, is anyone getting the vibe it’s blood.. pfffffft i can’t be….could it? Well, they had to pull the wallpaper out, and gillon called it a day. With all the injuries they’ve sustained today, he thought it was best to go to sleep now. The warm summer night was quiet, none of those annoying birds that go EEESCREEEE at a summer sunset were squawking. The fireflys calmly lit up the night alongside the lamp posts and moon. Aiden sat there looking at the ceiling.
“Hey kinny, what do you think about the wallpaper, i think it’s kinda, weird….”
“Aside from the fact it tried to attack me and looks like it has blood stains, it’s ok, I guess” kinny replied
“Huh, just wondering, something about it seems, off. I mean the website is called WITCHwerdios.com! Maybe it was made by a witch!” Aiden jumped
“You’re crazy.” Kinny replied
“I know”
Silence filled the room. Aiden dozed off. So did kinny. The window was open letting out a cool 
breeze. Then out of nowhere aiden heard this
*crick* *crackle* *tear*
Those sounds repeated over and over. Until a little dove stepped on the window sill. It tweeted and calmly hopped to aiden’s bed, as aiden’s eyes opened heard a calming tune play. The breeze got calmer. Calm, calmer, yet calmer. The little dove and the tune and the breeze lured him back to sleep
“Yes child, sleep well… “ a calming voice said
“Close your eyes…” the voice said a tad louder
“AND NEVER OPEN THEM AGAIN” the voice rattled.
The little bird that was flat as paper and had a red tint was the last thing aiden saw that night. The breeze howled, The tune was distorted, and the bird flew out the window.
Aiden laid in his bed barely breathing a strange force felt like it was choking him, but he didn’t fight it because he was fast asleep. Kinny with fear in her eyes saw this take place and fear streamed through her.
“It all began when someone left the window open” kinny whispered fearfully
The window was open and now the bird is out in the world, but the most she could do was help her brother. She struggled to help him and give him air. Then she heard a tweet… a figure stood behind her with a bird in it’s finger. The distorted calm tune played. The bird tweeted, The room was filled with an uncomfortable breeze, and the room got darker. Dark, darker, yet darker. She screamed but it was very shortly silenced…
The room, with crimsons and mahogany’s oozing on the floor, fell into a silence.
Soon, the figure started to collect the wallpaper, it threw its cloak in front of itself and vanished.
“One more victim… luckily i have to ship this to one last person…”
“ThEy rEaLlY aRe IdiOtS…..”
The strange figure walked to the post office. It gave the box and mailed it.
“bE CaReFuL wItH It.” it quietly said
Soon the box was shipped on a boat to japan. The night was dark, the rain was pouring, and the boat’s horn honked loudly. a boat that carried potentially apocalyptic things on it….
The next day, Gillon woke up. He walked outside yawning in his sleep robe. Little dew droplets were on the ground. Gillon walked to the mailbox to get his daily newspaper.
It read: MAIL SHIP SUNK. DUE TO UNNATURAL CAUSES. July 18 1987.
As he walked to his house, then he heard something…
he heard a tweet.