In October 12 ,2005 , my friend Tom and I were walking home from school and saw this building that was a block away from my house. We always wanted to break in to check things out because no one told us what that building was for. So that night, I asked Tom to stay over the night to try and see what that building was. He was allowed so I got to work.I went on my computer and looked up the address. One website stood out the most to the others so I clicked on the URL. The building used to be called, The Bakersfield Institution. It was a old plastic company, until one night, a guy named Jeff murdered all the workers, the boss, and 22 witnesses. The police came and saw bodies everywhere.The letters were taken off the building, and was abanded but people got to go in to do paranormal investigations. The whole story gave me chills down my back, making me not want to go. When Tom arrived, I quickly grabbed him and threw him in my room. I pointed at the computer screen and ordered him to read it with a frightened face.As soon as he was finished, it made him want to go more to investigate. I had nothing else to say and just agreed to go.We started to pack up for the trip I know I’m going to regret. Tom broght over a EVP recorder, a motion detector, a thermal camera, and a night vision camera. “How did you get all of this stuff?” I said quite concerned. He never replied. We grabbed our bags and headed off.We arrived at the place around 11:00 p.m. Tom was very exicted, so he began to run toward the entrance while I walked very uncomfortable of what was inside.We picked the lock and went inside. There was still blood stains on the walls like someone was just there. “This is awesome, right Ryan?” Tom asked me. I felt vomit start to come towards my mouth. I told him, “No, I hate this place affter the article I read about this place. Did you hear me that this was a bad idea? Oops, I’m sorry, I forgot that you were a terrible friend forcing me to do stuff that I don’t want to do!” I rushed toward the exit, and tried to exit the building but the door was locked. At the corner of my eye, I see a man with a white face, short eyes, and long mouth like someone cut it, stabbed Tom in the side of the neck. I rushed toward Tom but then stopped, the man looked at me very quickly but stared at Tom while he was shocked, trying to keep the blood from coming out and crept towards his ear and said, “Go to sleep.”
He then gutted Tom in the stomach. Organs slid right out of his body. I screamed in terror and ran the opposite direction. He chased me into a long, dark corrador. I went to the closest door which was conveniently unlocked and went into the room. I went into the closet and hid behind behind a dead body. He went in that room and looked around. He then saw the closet and quietly came towards it. He threw open the door and grabbed the dead body i hid behind and moved it. I saw that disturbing face looking at me not trying to kill me at all. Then, I felt I wanted to do harm to myself and others like someone urging me to do it. I found a lighter and some alcohol and bleach in a desk that was in the room, poured on my self and lit myself into flames. At the hopstial, when they took the bandages off my face, I looked into a mirror and saw what I looked like the man I saw in the building. The doctors were frightend of my face and called me Jeff the Killer. I was confused for a second then I felt that same feeling but to harm others. I grabbed the scissors and stabbed one of the doctors and told them, “Sh, got to sleep.” I jumped back in fear because it was the same thing as the man said. I ran out of the hospital very quickly, went online and saw Jeff the Killer. The onimous killer which killed those people at the Bakersfield Institution.
I grabbed some things and left my house. I memorized how he got that same face but he didn’t do it on purpose. I went back to the Bakersfield Institution and went inside and there he was, waiting for me like he was expecting me. He said, “Whats your name little boy?” I told him my name. Billy, Billy the Killer. I picked up a jagged knife from the ground then it clicked.
I turned into a serial killer. At night, I snuck into a little boys room through the window with Jeff and slaughtered the little boy.He was just laying there with blood pouring out of his chest making his white Batman shirt to red. I whispered in his ear, “Good night.” and vanished with Jeff. Now you better watch out when you go there, you don’t know what will happen. Now, good night. HEHEHEHEHEHE.