Or;
The golden girl
By;
Jessica Singleton
" You think you have seen the most terrible thing. The thing that coalesces all of your nightmares into a freakish horror that actually exist." - Stephen King from the Book Full Dark No Stars
" Deleterious - Harmful in an unexpected way. " - definition according to the dictionary
Part 1
or
The first bad event
This is real. I cannot wake up from this. It just lingers. The truth is so loud. No one can cover this up. I am sure there are a lot of people out there who have made a stitch in this quilt of wrongs.
But she smiles into her own reflection as she puts on another coat of makeup. She covers her face with an image that she only wishes that she could project.
Goldia was a brat from the day she was born. I do not not mean wild or child at heart. Goldia was nothing more then a pathetic excuse for an adult.
It was because no one ever told her no. She was just allowed to do whatever she wanted. The older she got, the worse she became. Until her silly behavior turned into a narcissistic example of the most obnoxious TWIT that anyone could have the misfortune of bumping into in life.
Goldia would purposely go out of her way to be a part of other people's lives each day. She would trip kids in parks and find a way to accidentally bump into old people.
It seemed to give her pleasure to do so.
Goldia lived in England. She had lived there for two years. Goldia was in college. She was a rich little twit that loved to spend other people's money.
That summer it was hot. Goldia got bored. She went into a coffee shop to get a cup of iced coffee and a cookie one day.
Goldia saw this tiny little old woman leaving with her bag of sweets. Goldia needed a kick. So she got up and she purposly accidentally knocked the old woman down.
In the due process of knocking the elderly woman down, Goldia stepped on the old woman's bag of cookies.
Then when that was not enough. Goldia made an issue out of the situation. Then she got so loud that the manager had to come over to where they were. Goldia made it out like the old woman attacked her because she was to blind to see where she was going. The manager made the old woman apologize to the blonde idiot girl.
The old woman was only confused at that point. Why would anyone think that it was her fault compared to this young woman?
The old woman had to re buy her cookies and then take the train home.
It is odd how people laugh at the elderly and prize the young just because they are pretty. The older woman was in pain on the way home. She had bruises all over her leg where that dumb girl accidentally kicked her on the way down.
The old woman cried silently on the way home.
2
Goldia wanted more action out that old woman. She had to find her. So she ask around the coffee shop about her. The manager knew the woman because she came in all the time to buy those cookies for her grandson.
He told Goldia that the old woman's name was Carroll BuckworthBack.
So Goldia looked up Carroll in the phone book.
Then Goldia drove out to look at Carroll's house.
The cottage house was grey brick and had a beautiful flower garden in the backyard.
Goldia looked into the windows. She saw a lot of older furniture. That stuff must have been worth a fortune. It looked older then time. It must have been in Carroll's family for centuries.
3
Goldia made a hobby of going to the cottage house and picking the old woman's flowers.
They were always the peach orange roses. Goldia would chop them up and leave them on the porch for the old woman. Magically the next day, when Goldia came back to the old woman's house, the flowers were perfect again. It was as though the day before she had not harmed them.
Then Goldia saw that the old woman had a son. The son was older then Goldia by at least 25 years or more. Goldia only had one purpose for him anyway. So Goldia accidentally bumped into the guy. She flirted with him and before long they were dating. Goldia ask about the grandson. But her new boy friend did not say much. He claimed that his son was grown and living else where.
Goldia taunted the old woman constantly when the son was not there.
Goldia would constantly tell the boyfriend how his mother was mean and insane at her old age. Goldia would suggest that the old woman be locked up for her own safety.
But nothing ever happened to the old woman.
Goldia had not seen much of the cottage house. The dates that Goldia went on , were always in pubic.
One day Goldia was in public. A young good looking man with soft teddy bear eyes accidentally bumped into her. He was perfect. He noticed her instead of the other way around. He actually liked her. Then they started to date.
One night the sweet guy invited her over to his father's house. He wanted Goldia to meet his family.
Goldia could not wait. She was starting to believe that she had found her soulmate. She was actually happy with another person without them showering her with gifts.
Goldia drove to the address he had written down on the piece of paper he gave her.
The house was way out in the country. The house looked old. But it was tiny. The young man seemed rich when they were together. The only thing that was odd , was the roses.
They were all peach and golden. They looked Victorian like the old woman's house.
Goldia knocked on the front door. No answer. So she went right in. The kitchen table was set up for four place settings.
The furniture was older then time again. In front of each place setting was a bowl of red soup. When Goldia looked closer at the soup bowls, she saw that the red soup was blood and bones.
Then she saw the pictures on the wall. They were of a circus. But in one picture she saw the good looking young man and the old woman from the coffee shop. In those pictures, it looked like the picture was taken over 200 years ago.
How could that be? The last picture was of the young man and his family in cages. They were in bear costumes.
That is when the old woman walked into the room.
The old woman said ,
" Goldia didn't your mother teach you not to talk to strangers? or for that matter, not to walk right into their home."
" I was invited here for dinner."
" Not really. You were not invited here for dinner as a guest. You were invited for the main course."
Goldia ran out of the house. The stupid brat forgot the fact that she could drive. She just ran into the woods. Goldia saw a cute baby bear in the woods. She was out of breath.
The baby bear growled a cute baby animal sound. Then a bigger bear came out.
It was his grandmother.
The grandmother of all bears. The bear could talk.
Goldia said;
" Are you going to eat me now? "
" Not this very minute... my dear... I am just a crazy old woman. I am going to let my grandson eat you."
Goldia giggled and sighed a sigh of relief. He was a cub. What harm could he do?
The baby bear was more then animal. He had grown into a man in his human form. So he had the strength of a man.
The baby bear moved his paw out and he swung at Goldia. His claws were razor sharp. He cut her leg open. Goldia screamed and started to roll over when a big paw stopped her.
It was the papa bear.
He leaned down into her ear,
" You are now the victim of someone else's game of cat and mouse. It does not feel so well, does it my dear?"
Goldia only cried like the baby she was.
She shook her head in agreement.
The papa bear said ,
" Now silly child you can leave. But before you go... I think we would like to give you something for your troubles."
" You mean you want to help me with my scars."
" No... The trouble you've caused needs to be set right , you stupid whore. "
Then the grandmother bear walked up to the dumb blonde girl. She said to her in a cold indifferent voice;
" Say you are sorry child."
" Yes I am sorry."
" Very Good."
Then the old woman bit the stupid whore's head off.
The baby bear ate her legs like fried chicken.
The papa bear at the rest of her.
When they were done , they went back inside of their cottage house for tea and soup.
The End
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