Chapter 1
THE BAKER
Long ago .their lives a man,A baker who once terrorised this little village ours long before I was born by kidnaping little children especially those who stayed out very late and using them to bake his very delicious pies that he ate alone. one day one of the child he held captive escaped and told the villagers about him and before he could flee the village he was captured and killed. But his spirit unable to let go of the sweet pies it baked using children refused to move to the after life and instead stayed roaming the village till this day looking for children especially disobedient one's to devour.
This is a story every parent in my village. told and are still telling their children when ever they did anything wrong.And remembering those days now my mom really tried for me because unlike other mothers when I was still Young before my little brother mattew was born she made the story a bedtime story that she would always tell before I slept.
"You see" when I was little I was very stubborn; so stubborn that I never believed in the story and together with other children like me we did as much as we wanted without a care in the world. We stole, bullied and disrespected anybody adults,old folks and even our parents. Because of that we where known and hated by everyone in the village to the extent that when something wrong like a goat went missing in the village we where the first to be blamed or suspected even when we didn't do it or anything. But we didn't let that stop us and we continued living our lives they way we wanted without a care about those it affected, But everything changed forever Three months later after I turned 18 years
It was on Thursday of the month of April and the day I made one of the biggest mistake of my life. " I wish If I could had asked him what was wrong with him maybe I could have done something to prevent or stop what was going to happen". It became like every normal day and like every normal day after our shinnaningans in the village was over due to the day almost coming to an end ,at night. I returned home on my usual time around 9 pm after I had left home as early as 7 am to hang out with my friend( I always ate before living as my mom who wake up and cook early for my dad who all ways went to the farm early). I ate but not without first receiving moral advice and warnings from my parents after that I took my bath and went to bed, But something was strange and wrong with my little brother mattew that day ,because after I had returned home he was not his cheerful as his usual self and instead he was acting strange and quite. wearing a worried silent expression on his face as when I first came into the and lying in thesame position on his bed as the candle light beside his bed shown on him and slowly burned away. But because I was tired and didn't care I ignored him without asking him what was wrong and Quickly fell asleep.
A few hours later after I fallen asleep I suddenly felt a strange and terrifying sensation ran through out my whole body that it instantly went cold .And just like a anyone wakes up from a very terrifying nightmare out of shock and fear,I woke up filled with a very strong fear through out my body that instantly warmed it. Then it called to me in a strange cracking ,deep and terrifying voice I have never heard before in my life until that day.
" Thooo..mass.s"Thoo...maas.s.s.s" Said the baker
