My Dead Mother and Brother

November 30, 2011 by guest

One night, around 3AM, I was sleeping alone in bed and I heard a knock at the door. Shocked, I got up and and stood on something strange, I looked down to find that it was a LEGO brick. Funnily enough I didn't own any LEGO bricks which is what made me laugh.

Suddenly I heard a loud bang on my door, much louder than the previous knock. I slowly made my way to the door to answer it, when I reached my welcome mat... I answered the door to find my mother. Which was funny because she was dead. Which, at this point, only made things funnier. I rubbed my eyes to assure myself that I wasn't dreaming and proceeded to welcome my dead mother into my house.

As I removed my hand from my eyes, to my suprise, my mother had left me once again. I walked back up the stairs and got back into my bed, when downstairs I heard a crashing sound. I jumped out of my bed thinking about what other hilarious situation may have occured and continued to venture downstairs. In my living room my cupboard was open and next to it was a lopsided LEGO set. I looked and laughed as I remembered I still didn't own a LEGO set. As I was laughing I heard something creeping up behind me. This time, I was scared. I slowly turned around to see what was creeping up on my and there crawling was my dead 4 year old brother who had died from choking on a LEGO brick. I thought to myself, 'What the fuck?'. My dead 4 year old brother finally reached the LEGO bricks and began to play with them. In shock, I stood and watched him play when all of a sudden he started choking on some LEGO. The familiar choking sound sent me into a huge laughing fit; it was ironic that my brother was still choking on LEGO even in his death.

As the ghost of my brother died, it faded away and I went back to bed.
This was so scary I had to post it LOL.

By: Tony.