Wow, time really does fly. When I started posting my Amelia Dyer story on this blog, I imagined I would do it over a couple of weeks. However, it’s been such an incredibly busy summer for me, I haven’t really had the opportunity to log on as often as I had intended. It’s taken me over two months to post the whole story but here’s the last instalment. Enjoy!
Note: Amelia Dyer is part of my Horror Vault stories and is NOT suitable for younger readers. The story contains no strong language but has occasionally some gory moments.
Proceed with caution… part 5/5
Whilst packing her bags, she had a premonition:
Dressed in rags, it was a child’s apparition.
It hobbled towards her as she stood in shock.
Turning to the window, she let out a squawk.
The bodies were crawling out of the dirt,
First an arm, then a head, and next a tattered shirt.
The children were back, back from the dead.
Their eyes full of hate, they filled her with dread.
They grabbed her and dragged her out to the garden.
She begged them for mercy. She begged them for pardon.
But the dead don’t listen. They can’t speak or hear.
Her time was up, and she trembled with fear.
Her victims demanded violent retribution.
Amelia’s death was a gruesome execution.
But according to legend, her soul was so foul
It fled from hell and spends nights on the prowl.
So beware, beware, before going to bed –
Amelia is back. Yes, she’s back from the dead.
Feeding on children just like you.
You better watch out, or she might eat you too!
Read Part 1 here
Read Part 2 here
Read Part 3 here
Read Part 4 here
Click here to read more about Amelia