{"id":2866,"date":"2015-10-28T02:00:40","date_gmt":"2015-10-28T02:00:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/?p=2866"},"modified":"2015-10-28T00:27:11","modified_gmt":"2015-10-28T00:27:11","slug":"greensville-by-samantha-schneider","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/greensville-by-samantha-schneider\/","title":{"rendered":"Greensville by Samantha Schneider"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/greenv.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-2867\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/greenv.jpg?resize=401%2C669\" alt=\"greenv\" width=\"401\" height=\"669\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/greenv.jpg?w=517&amp;ssl=1 517w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/greenv.jpg?resize=180%2C300&amp;ssl=1 180w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 401px) 100vw, 401px\" \/><\/a><\/h1>\n<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\">Greensville<\/h1>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">by Samantha Schneider<\/p>\n<p>I like Greensville he\u2019s always been nice to me. I meet him a month ago on my way home from school; when I accidently dropped my stuffed animal down the street drain I tried to reach down to grab it but my arms weren\u2019t long enough. But he was nice enough to hand it up to me. After that he followed me home and now lives in my closet. I give him food he never eats, he doesn\u2019t sleep or talk ether but I understand him even if he doesn\u2019t say anything. I think he\u2019s silly and I tell him that to; because he wears a mascot bear head that\u2019s a bit torn with a button eye dangling low on its string, and he never takes it off. He wears a nice grey suit with a black tie like daddy dose, except Greensville\u2019s suit is dirty with mud. Also he slouches one shoulder and has a bow leg. We play a lot too but quietly so mommy, daddy and brother don\u2019t find out about Greensville. I don\u2019t think they would be very happy with me and Greensville only wants to be my friend.<\/p>\n<p>But I think Greensville really likes my brother too. Sometimes at night Greensville goes to visit big brother in his room. One night I followed to see what he does, he stands over my brother\u2019s bed to watch him sleep for hours; like a guardian angel! Tonight Greensville went to go play a game with my brother, I wanted to come but he told me that I couldn\u2019t. He said it was a big kid\u2019s game to scary for me, so I stayed in my room but left the door cracked. I watched him go to brother\u2019s room; it was silent for a while so I waited. Then I heard my brother\u2019s blood curdling scream \u201cAhhhhhhh! NOOO! GOD NOOO!\u201d He shouted *THUMP* there was a loud bang that made the floor tremble beneath my feet. I kept my eyes on the room till Greensville stepped out dragging my brother behind him by the ankle. He thrashed and screamed as Greensville pulled him across the hall in to the bathroom \u201cNOOO!! SOMEBODY HEELP MEE!! I DINT MEAN IT! IM SORRY.\u201d His voice was muffled as the last of my brother disappeared into the bathroom. I heard one last scream before it turned only to the sound of gurgles and splashing. It splashed for minutes before it went silent again. Greensville walked back out still dragging brother his hair and shirt soaked with water, a gaping mouth with unblinking eyes. He walked down the stairs brothers head thumping on each step *THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP* the front door slammed and they were gone.<\/p>\n<p>One week later we saw brother on the news found in a sewer, now he\u2019s famous like Greensville was a month ago.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I like Greensville he\u2019s always been nice to me. 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