i killed my bff
chris zylka and katrina bowden star in
i killed my bff
on lifetime. (jarrett creative )
the film based on the unscripted lifetime movie network series “i killed my bff” is set to premiere on june 13 .
this article is about the lifetime television movie. it is not to be confused with the lmn reality television series i killed my bff .
but don' t think this is the only true bff murder case. lmn' s i killed my bff series featured many compelling episodes. check out some of the trailers to the episodes below .
man, friendship can be deadly — especially in a lifetime movie. in the network' s telefilms, friends often cheat, steal, betray, and sometimes even kill. and based on the title, you' ll know exactly what to expect from the newest tv movie called i killed my bff, premiering on saturday. not only does the movie involve bff - on - bff crime, but it' s also based on a true story from lifetime movie network' s reality series of the same name. specifically, i killed my bff the movie is based on an i killed my bff the series episode called
the babysitter .
i got home and tended to my relatively shallow wounds and waited in my bed. i didn’t sleep .
i killed my bff
30 rock' s
katrina bowden and
rescue me' s
olivia crocicchia star in this new thriller about a friendship that leads to infidelity and murder. 8 p. m. lifetime
i killed my bff is the hottest new movie by lifetime. i killed my bff, which is loosely inspired or based on a true story, will air tonight on lifetime television. the original telefilm takes its inspiration from their hit true crime documentary series by the same name. the tv series documentary debuted for the first time on march 25, 2013 on the bio channel, later showing on the lifetime channel. each episode featured the true crime stories of a murderer who killed their best friend. investigation discovery (id) also featured the case on an episode of frenemies .
i thought the tittle said
i liked my best friend when i was 11 ...
haha then i got distracted and reread it and i was like well shit
lifetime’s recreation and dramatization of this case should be an interesting true - story movie for viewers. tune in tonight at 8 / 7c to see how lifetime pulled the movie together based on the case. here is the tease for i killed my bff .
“what are you doing? ” i shouted, and i guess my subconscious kicked in because i was found myself lowering my arms from a protective position with a giggling mel in front of me .
i was eleven when i killed my best friend. it wasn’t on purpose, of course, and i felt bad about for a long time. i still do, particularly around this time of year. i’ve taken to becoming effectively the world’s most functional alcoholic during the entire month of october. i drown my autumnal anxieties in cheap vodka that burns its way down my throat. you could probably call it a tradition now .
“i’m going home. i don’t want to do this anymore, ” i stood up .
i hope that i make it another thirty years, but i’ll probably tire of this game faster than it does. no matter what happens, i know where i’ll be when i die. i’ll be with the creature that took my friend, burning from the inside out .
in his videotaped confession, justin said the gang was after money and power when michelle was killed .
“no, i don’t want to. i want you to being mel back, ” i demanded, “or i’ll leave. ”
i slowly placed a foot behind me. then another. the monster watched my feet, waiting for the moment i would step out. i kept going until i knew that i was close by the edge. i took a breath and dragged my foot, breaking the line of white that stood between me and death .
i’m sure if i had been paying attention i wouldn’t tripped over the pair of skinny legs that were sticking out in the middle of the hallway. i fell hard on my hands and knees .
the film based on the unscripted lifetime movie network series “i killed my bff” is set to premiere on june 13. the crime story stars “30 rock” actress katrina bowden and olivia crocicchia from fx’s “rescue me”. inspired by true events, the film follows two inseparable best friends who are eventually torn apart by life circumstances. [ … ]
i made myself get to my feet and look at it. warm blood was running down the side of my face, but i was too scared to turn my back to it. it never blinked, but it twisted mel’s face into an awful smile .
i didn' t know what' virgin' meant when i was eleven. god i feel old
“this prank isn’t very nice, mel, ” i said, untying the ribbons from my wrists .
last night lifetime premiered a new movie called i killed my bff. if you were worried the movie would turn out to be about something other than a character killing their bff, have no fear. that' s exactly what it was about. unfortunately any suspense about which bff was the killer and which was the victim was sort of ruined, since the promo for the movie featured katrina bowden (cerie! cerie! cerie !) holding a shotgun. on the other hand, if you were worried the movie would too closely follow the true story it was apparently based on, it didn' t .
i couldn’t let her go back. i needed to help my best friend. i put my hand out and cautiously reached for hers. tears were welling in her eyes, but as soon as i got close her face contorted into something monstrous. it lunged at me and i was able to pull myself away with only a shallow scratch across the inside of my wrist .
this story just made my halloween night and made me feel like i celebrated properly. thank you so much
i gave her my hand reluctantly. she used the knife to slice a small cut into my finger and then her own. she let a couple drops of her blood drip into an ornate golden bowl. i followed suit .
to my horror it had reverted back to mel’s visage. my friend’s head was split open and i could see bone. blood poured over half of her face. it roared at me .
i wish i had listened to her. i wish i had just sat back down and let her do whatever she wanted to do even it had been a dumb prank. but i didn’t .
as i ran through mel’s back yard and to my bike i could hear the creature’s roar and just under it, the sound of a little girl’s screaming .
i thought i was on nofap. read until near the end until i thought to press the back button and check .
the trapdoor flew open. the resounding bang made me jump, but i turned on my heel and started towards it .
i ran to the trapdoor and pulled it open only to have it wrenched out of my grasp by some unseen force. it was pulled to hard and so suddenly that i didn’t have time to let go and i fell face first a windowsill, the corner cutting my forehead open .
she had her troubles, but we got through them; at least i thought we did ,
mrs. jensen said .
she was on the right track. i could trust her again. i did everything in my power to protect my kids. i thought i had it under control .
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i backed up, but there wasn’t far to go in the small space and my back quickly hit the wall. it stood and got very close and i could feel the heat coming from inside its throat. it grabbed my face and used its sticky tongue to lick the blood on my face. it held my face near its mouth and opened it too wide to be natural. a thousand pained screams came from inside .
i refused to let myself look at the monster again when i climbed down the ladder. it had been calling to me using mel’s voice and i knew it had taken on her pitiful form again. i didn’t want to see my best friend among the flames .
i’ve never handled disappointment well, and, while i understood why she had to go, i didn’t want to spend my favorite holiday alone, especially since we had spent weeks planning the day down to the quarter hour .
i had the same thought. maybe because i' ve seen the skeleton key recently .
but it burned. it felt like the sun was trying to break through my skin, like i was being burned from the inside .
haha same here. i remember asking my mom about it and getting a very vague answer. she isn' t open about stuff .
i went to a magnet middle school myself. i was checking out schools in 5th grade .
i tried a good two years to get help for jason ,
she said .
i would call the truant officer on my own son. i did that four times.' hey, do your job,' i' d say.' i want my son to grow up and be someone.' but when he turned 16, it was like nobody cared anymore. it was like everybody stopped trying .
i was the only kid in detention that day, so i guess the teacher took pity on me and sent me home after only half the usual time. i gave her a quick “thanks, ” packed up my stuff, and got out of that classroom as fast as i could .
according to the movies based on true stories archives, the lifetime movie i killed my bff is most likely based on one of those episodes which featured the murder case of anne marie camp. camp was murdered by jamie dennis and her husband, michael gianakos, in 1997. according to court documents, anne camp and jamie dennis were best friends. in fact, the two were so close that anne camp served as the maid of honor at jamie’s wedding. anne was also the couple’s babysitter .
“i’m so sorry! ” mel said, helping me up. “i wanted to surprise you. ”
i ain' t worried about going to jail ,
he said between sobs .
i' m worried about my mom. she might kill me .
the gangs substitutes for a family
the monster kept going back and forth between the pale figure and mel as it stalked around the salt circle. i realized that i wasn’t the one bound by the circle. it was. i knew what i had to do and i knew what it meant .
i turned and saw her, no pale sunken skin or black eyes, on her hands and knees. she looked so sad and helpless. i’d never seen her like that before. it broke my heart .
“i guess so. i’m sorry, ” she said. when i didn’t respond she said, “can you get the assignments from mrs. kee for me? ”
justin voelkers, who was 18 at the time he killed michelle, had been in and out of trouble at school and with the police. farm life doesn' t mean safety
“no, it’s not a prank! i swear! ” she screamed at me, but i’d had enough .
“no, i…i don’t like this game, mel. please stop. you’re really, really scaring me. ”
i agree with you, it was a great read. read the whole thing, and suggested 3 others read it as well. i very much enjoyed the story. i was punting something out that i was sure someone else would. i don' t think i' m the one that needs to
grow up
.
“so you’re going to miss halloween? ” i said. i tried to hide my hurt. halloween that year was on a saturday which meant extra time to finish our costumes and staying up as late as we wanted .
i' ve never believed in ouija board voodoo, but i' ve always known never to play with one. my sister and her friend did. it had a mind of its own. have you touched one since ?
my parents had been asleep for a while by the time eleven forty - five rolled around so sneaking out wasn’t an issue. mel made sure to leave a chair outside of my window so we could get back in quickly if we got caught, and then hopped on my handlebars so we could get to her house as fast we could .
then i saw the ouija board in the middle of the room surrounded by the little gifts her aunt had given her. my stomach dropped. i knew that ouija boards were just a silly game and ghosts weren’t real. i’d stopped getting scared of the monster under my bed years ago, but seeing everything mel had set up and her overall anticipation about what she was planning made me very, very nervous .
my hands searched around blindly for anything at all. the first thing i touched was a candle in a glass vase. i grabbed it and smashed it against the monster’s head and ducked away into the salt circle, quickly closing it .
the treehouse erupted in loud bangs. they seemed to be coming from everywhere, like a hundred people were banging their fists against the walls. i covered my ears and cowered .
i immediately forgot any sadness or anger i felt towards her and hugged her as if she was going to fly away again. i hadn’t realized that i actually missed her that much until i saw her. lonely and bored, sure, but actually, legitimately missing her? it was a new concept .
as of this year, that was twenty years ago, and for twenty halloweens mel has visited me heralded by a kaleidoscope of butterflies. the first year i thought i had been losing my mind and asked my parents to take me to a doctor. when the vision was gone the following day, they said it had only been a grief fueled hallucination. the second year was the same, and then the third. by the fourth year i had learned to just shut myself in my room all halloween night and wait until it stopped .
niki soto, who drives a school bus in calamus and developed a close relationship with with justin, said :
i' d have him into my house. i just wouldn' t trust him. there' s a difference .
1. oh, the foreshadowing robert: “nothing’s gonna pull me away from my family. ” sarah: “i think we’re going to be very happy. ” what could go wrong ?
hey, i was considered a wash - out for the best hs in my area by age 11. stands to reason some kids are accepted by that age (or younger) .
i went to step out of the circle, but my foot disturbed the salt and separated the line. mel screamed. i looked back at her and saw that she had her head and arms thrown back, mouth wide open. her muscles strained and i could see the blue veins crawling up her throat .
“where is she? ” was the only think i could think to say. i understood that this wasn’t a prank anymore .
i killed my bff gives new meaning to the word
frenemy
and proves just how thin the line can be between love and hate. in this new series we explore true stories so shocking they have to be seen to be believed. from the woman who sabotaged her best friend' s parachute to win the affections of a man, to the man who plotted his friend' s murder over a facebook war of words and the woman who permanently ended a friendship over a twenty dollar dispute. these stories reveal that the most intense and cherished friendships are often the ones that lead to the most tragic and unexpected crimes of passion .
mrs. means said she had never seen any of his fellow gang members until a month before michelle was killed. she saw one of the boys for the first time in the courtroom. history of truancy
the deadly adoption premiere was enhanced hugely by the movie that was on right before it: i killed my bff, based on lifetime’s long - running reality series, starring katrina bowden (cerie from 30 rock !) as the killer. if you blinked, you couldn’t spot where one movie ended and the next began. even if it’s made by comedians (it was written by the spoils of babylon ‘s andrew steele), a deadly adoption looks and feels like the real thing — which is the whole point. you need several thousand hours of dying to belong or deadly vows or the babysitter’s seduction under your belt just to get it .
so. frickn. good. bra - fkn - o. so for the vulgarity, but my brain just can' t find strong enough words for how good i thought this was !
there' s a lot of things i have to admit that jason did that i didn' t know about ,
she said .
i didn' t even know he knew michelle. later, i heard he went camping with her .
after i had agreed mel went home instead of hanging out. she said that she needed to “prepare for tomorrow. ” i remembered that my mom had said that people grieve in a lot of different ways and not be upset if mel was acting weird for a while, so i let it go and told her good night .
there’s a tapping on my window now. i don’t want to look, because i know what it is. i’ve locked myself in my office sixteen floors up. there’s only one thing that could possibly be out there. i know that, eventually, either curiosity or some sort of twisted nostalgia will make me look over to her and she’ll have her face pressed against the glass with that awful, evil smile stuck on her face. she’ll whisper to me as butterflies ram themselves against the window and fall to the ground dead .
the weekend michelle was killed, jason was supposed to be driving with his mother to visit his sister, who lives 160 miles away. they were going to leave the day before michelle was killed, but jason left home that tuesday, and mrs. means says she did not see him again until he was under arrest in the slaying. she said she had not been concerned about his absence because it was summertime and he was 17 .
i looked down. the planchette on the board was moving so fast i could barely read it. b - u - r - n - i - t - d - o - w - n .
i agree. i also got the impression mel' s aunt was the one frantically spelling out instructions and warnings on the ouija board .
halloween night, and the first thing i read is this. gonna need to leave a light on, if i can sleep tonight .
wow. you' re a good writer! and now, i don' t think i' ll sleep tonight. so scary .
once in a while i like to play a game where i' ll read stories in this sub until there' s one so scary i need to stop. tonight you win lol. good job .
i was 10 when i first heard the word
hooker .
i asked my mom what it meant. she said ,
a not - very - nice girl .
cue a year and then some of me using
hooker
like grown me uses words like
bitch
or
dick
or
donald trump .
and it was every evening and weekend. it got to a point where my worrywart of a mom even stopped calling mel’s house to remind to be home before the streetlights came on, which wasn’t hard as mel had helped me plan out the most efficient path to and from her house. i biked to mel’s house a few blocks over in the morning, left my bike there, and then walked with mel to school. she didn’t have a bike and hated sitting on the handlebars, so it look a little longer than just riding over, but that was compromise i’d readily made. in the evenings, i’d just keep an eye on the sun set. eventually i had the timing nailed down so a couple of times i waltzed through my front door just as the streetlights started glowing .
why play with the board i remember my friends were fucking round during a scary movie saying if we found one we' d mess with it... next day one was sitting on the curb we said fuck that. . i say find god you need a higher power on your life
seven minutes later i parked the bike in an inconspicuous hiding place and mel practically sprinted in through her backyard and into the trees. i followed her as fast i could, but by the time i reached the top of the ladder mel was already settled into her spot. she was bouncing with excitement .
i think mel visited her mom, too. mel tells me to do things like that. she comes to me, all blood - shot eyes and pointy - toothed smirk, and tells me to end my life to exchange it with hers. that i should be the one burning with the man, not her. my brain knows that it’s not really her; it’s the creature wearing her face, which seems to be slowly melting as the years go by. my heart, on the other hand, can’t seem to let go of the guilt of leaving her to die in that treehouse .
it was so predictable. it moved toward me fast, but when it fully placed itself inside the circle, i pushed the salt back with my foot and closed it again. it was trapped. mel was trapped, too .
“i’ll hurt her. or i’ll eat her; the innocent ones are always so tender. i could even ruin her soul. make it dark, make it spiteful and gutless. like you. it should’ve been you, you know. ”
that phrase, “should’ve been you, ” struck me and i stopped. it was right. i should be the one whose soul was lost, not mel’s .
wish i could tell you every thing is gonna get better. unfortunately i don' t know if that' s true but what i do know is that you' ll get better and that' s what really matters. hang in there buddy
i use wiki 2 every day and almost forgot how the original wikipedia looks like .
“sure, ” i said, dejected, and left her without even saying goodbye .
that blood thing stuck with me. the following class was art and mrs. gardner didn’t seem to appreciate my oil pastel picture. i had made a scene of a kaleidoscope of butterflies (phrase courtesy of the previous class) drinking the blood of some poor slain creature, and i got detention in the last class of the day on a friday .
“i’m fiiiiiine, ” the voice cooed. “pleassssse, won’t you sit with meeee? ”
i remember thinking that none of these items were very hard to come by; you just had to wave them around and say some funny words and tell your best friend that you were doing dark magic. then i thought that mel was probably playing a prank on me. no way was any of this going to work, but she just wanted to scare me on halloween night. i was angry and every moment she continued on with this i was getting angrier. i didn’t know what else to do, so i just stopped chanting .
thanks for being (apparently) the only one who had similar thoughts to what i had .
me too! i was like this person must be in deep pain... .... then, i read your comment and felt like an idiot too... .
is it bad that i scrolled all the way to the bottom to see a summary. .
in my area we have lots of private schools and lots of magnet schools. it' s not uncommon for kids and their parents to start stressing as early as fourth or fifth grade .
i grabbed the pieces of fabric mel had used to decorate the place and set them on fire using the candles. the wood caught quickly and i threw everything into it to fuel the fire .
i agree with you. but keep in mind that believable is what you want to believe. most stories here don' t give me chills, but rather a chuckle. i appreciate that nevertheless .
we got to my house exactly on time and did our best to get all of the hairspray out and grease paint off. by eight o’clock we were in pj’s with a bowl of popcorn watching our favorite horror movie in the living room. it was perfect and i felt so warm inside .
on the seventh year, mel’s mom killed both of the twins, one drowned and one strangled. then she walked to the burned ruins of the treehouse and took a cocktail of rat poison, vodka, and a handful of pills. mel’s dad had a break down and has been in a long - term mental health facility .
dan wulff, coordinator of a neighborhood youth program here, said ,
i think the jensen case made a dent in those stereotypes, but i' m afraid they' re still alive and unwell .
that week went by very, very slowly. i’d never had to go to school alone before. we spent so much time together that when one of us got sick, the other caught it, too, so we’d both stayed home from school. i had no one to eat with at lunch or hang out with at recess. sure there were other kids, but i felt on the periphery. i was lonely .
that' s actually the part that i didn' t understand. if it was
supposed
to be corrine that got possessed and / or killed, then that makes mel a very bad friend. but mel couldn' t have known, so it was the demon that said that, but the demon didn' t know corrine before and couldn' t really have a preference. the demon could only have read mel' s mind or something like that .
“ok, then. what first? ” i asked. mel pulled a giant knife from behind her back .
edit: i would like to clarify that i say this purely as a person who likes to consider all points as well as give others the opportunity to do the same. i am not trying to push any one view on you, but am merely raising opposing points specifically for the purpose of making sure all sides are considered .
i kept misreading mel as mei. either way it works, and some lines feel better as mei imo .
so i paid attention. the movie was pretty boring; the names of species kept tripping me up. i’m pretty sure i spelled most of them wrong. i did find something interesting, though, was the idea of puddling. when butterflies need food, but for whatever reason it is hard to come by, they land in something moist and draw nutrients and water from it. it can be mud or sitting pool water or even blood .
i didn' t. the way i read it when the being took over mel she was displaced and ended up on the other side, so she in fact was the one talking corinne through the actions on the board .
i was kind astounded. just a few days ago mel was couldn’t keep herself together enough to talk about it .
i will never understand why in the hell people fuck with ouija boards, all they do is cause fuck shit .
jesus! i can understand applying to colleges after like 10th or 11th, but that' s ridiculous! i do want to say that your story was great! very well written. i' m not a big fan of reading long novels, but a detailed story about this would make a great book. including life after the fact of the issues .
i am dying this documentary charts the final days of a terminally ill cancer patient. 10 p. m. national geographic channel
“you provided me with a body and the gift of a soul, ” its breath was heavy. “i want to thank you…properly. ”
your experience gave me body chills for ten minutes straight. i' ve never had nonstop chills for that long before. quite the experience
michelle and her mother had the usual conflicts, mrs. jensen said, and one particularly bitter battle, when she thought her daughter might be sniffing glue. but mrs. jensen said michelle could not resist the bad - boy charms of the vice lords; they looked so cool with their tattoos and red gang bandanas. michelle had dated a gang member who was in jail the night she was killed. she considered the vice lords her friends .
youth workers here say that before michelle was killed, white gang members were ignored in a way that black and hispanic gang members were not, even though some of the whites were conspicuous with multiple gang tattoos and clothing adorned with gang insignias. one worker said, for example, that white and black gang members would go shoplifting together, then split up by race, knowing that the shopkeeper would follow the blacks and not pay attention to the whites .
later that evening, i rode to mel’s house after the news vans and police had left. i ignored the caution tape and stood under the remains of the treehouse. mel’s body had been moved, but no one bothered to clean up the puddle of blood that remained. there were butterflies in it, taking what was left of mel’s life for themselves. i still couldn’t help but think, it should’ve been me .
i think she wanted her aunt back and was going to offer up op as an exchange. however, the demon took the wrong girl .
melanie graham was a bright, happy kid. she’d skipped at least one grade and was at the very top of the class. she’d been accepted into every private high school she’d applied to and a couple of them gave her a scholarship. no idea why a kid like that’d want to hang around a kid like me. i was failing at least one of my classes every semester and had visited detention enough times that i had a favorite desk. she always tutored me to at least above passing and waited until detention was over to walk home with me .
lieutenant yerington said the average gang member in the quad cities is a
wannabe tough guy .
for these gang members, bricks, bats and bottles are still the most common weapons. but about 500 teen - agers and adults are listed in the police files as hard - core gang members, the ones mostly involved in serious crime. the six vice lords arrested in the jensen case were not considered to be hard - core gang members until michelle was killed .
i more got the impression that she might have fooled around with the occult, but lived long enough to tell of it. i think the narrator' s interruption of the ritual is what caused the whole thing. the aunt was super super irresponsible giving her the instructions, but i think it was more excitement to share her experiences in the occult with her niece. she could not have foreseen that another, outside influence would disrupt the ritual .
the only class that made i bothered to pay attention to was science. we were doing a chapter on butterflies all week. the teacher even brought in a bunch of dead ones that were pinned to a piece of styrofoam. on friday she pulled in the big box television that usually meant that the teacher was going put on a movie and do something else. i always interpreted as surprise nap time while mel took notes, but i didn’t have that this class .
jason, who also gave a videtaped confession, was asked by a sheriff' s deputy if it had been hard for him to eat after michelle was shot. he replied :
no, not really. i was hungry. i wasn' t even thinking about it .
a' wrong place' defense
“please, i can’t go back. it should’ve been you, ” she held her hand out to me. “come into the circle. save me. ”
second... nothing i can say will help you. you have already consulted others and everyone tells you that it was not your fault, that you could not have helped her - i agree with them, but if you will not listen to them what is another stranger' s opinion on the internet ?
the downside to that is your soul won' t gain peace in the afterlife... which, well it' s bad i' ll admit .
i fully think that mel and her weird aunt were sister once and have been completing this ritual for possibly generations, amassing power as they collect new bodies .
heather and shane give birth at the same time in the same hospital, and after a disturbing intercutting of their labor screams, we see that they' ve been placed in the same room. shane gives heather some advice and then threatens to rip out her boyfriend' s hair (yep, definitely the killer) when he comes to see the baby. she also lets heather know about an apartment that' s opening up where she lives. this is all clearly the perfect recipe for bff - ship, and one year later it' s smooth sailing between these two. sure would be a shame for anything bad to happen…
i said,' thank, god, finally, michelle has met a decent boy,'
her mother recalled .
she was so happy .
6. the child! my god, who’s watching the child? because no lifetime movie is complete without an innocent child in danger, there’s a hilarious scene where bridgette helps the daughter onto her new pink bike — and pushes her right into traffic. whew, that was close. let’s keep this our little secret !
it all starts when shane runs into simon (marco st. john, an american doing a british accent that sounds like he swallowed the cast of mary poppins), her late musician father' s ex - manager. he offers her partnership in the music venue he' s planning, if she invests $ 15, 000. instead of being like, “sorry, i can' t afford it because my boyfriend and i are poor and we have two kids to support and shouldn' t be investing money in some fake british guy' s sketchy business venture, ” she gets really excited and then gets drunk and talks about being an entrepreneur .
that halloween day was almost perfect. the weather was a decent 76 degrees and every plan we had made seemed to fall right into place. my mom took a picture of us in our costumes. mel looked like a lady we had seen selling tarot readings in new orleans when our families vacationed there a few summers ago and i was the bride of frankenstein. i remember being so proud that i got hair to stand up that tall. in the end only a few people got to see our costumes because it looked like everyone had decided to go to the rich neighborhoods for trick - or - treating. initially we were a little disappointed when we saw the desolate streets, but neighbors were a little more generous with the candy since everyone was on the atkins diet no one wanted all that sugar in their house .
i' m sensing a theme here with all the love triangles. in this one, two men are the best of bros, until a woman comes between them .
justin, in a videotaped confession, never said why he pulled the trigger. he said he had been drunk and had been told
to take care of the bitch
because she knew too much .
i didn' t look ,
he said .
all i saw was a big flame, a big flash .
the monday before halloween mel was waiting at the end of her driveway for me. her nose was red and stuffy; i knew she had spent the night crying .
we walked my bike home that day. it took the whole walk to catch mel up on what had happened at school; who was going to the rich neighborhood for trick or treating, who was going out with who, and what two girls got mad at each other because they learned that they had gotten the same costume .
the next morning my mom cried as she told me that mel had snuck out in the middle of the night. she said that no one knows what happened, but the police seemed to think that she accidentally set a fire in the treehouse and then threw herself out of a window to save herself. she didn’t survive the fall .
“no, but she’s real sick, ” she said as she wiped her tears away. “we’re flying down today to see her, so i won’t be at school. ”
the way i see it, mel' s aunt is the one who put both of you in horrible danger. putting such ideas into a young girl' s head and giving her such dangerous gifts, was blitheringly irresponsible of her. i wouldn' t meddle with such stuff as an adult, let alone drag a young girl into it .
“no, um... my auntie ginger, the one down in new orleans, she…um, ” was all she got out before she broke down into sobs. i remembered auntie ginger. she was the weird aunt. the one that left every conversation with the other participant wondering how much acid she took in the 70s? that aunt. mel was crazy about her, though. mel loved her weird aunt and had a little shelf dedicated to all of the weird things she had given mel on her visits .
life is filled with murderers and rapists who aren' t sorry. i' d say an afterlife with murderers and rapists who deeply regret would be at least a small improvement .
“the first ingredient is virgin blood. it says it right here, ” she used the knife to point at the paper. “i figured that two virgins are better than one. ”
“but they didn’t have auntie ginger’s ritual, ” she said as she pulled a piece of browned, weathered paper from out of her pocket. she handed it to me and, as i looked over the scrawled handwritten notes, said, “she left it for me in an envelope at her house. i think she wants me to talk to her in the afterlife. ”
i have a thought; it was trapped once, could you trap it again? set up a permanent salt circle on halloween and hang out until it shows up, you can leave the circle but it can' t. and then it' ll never be able to taunt you again. well, until you die, i' m at a loss on that one .
you asked the right subreddit! all of richard matheson' s short stories are amazing. they also inspired stephen king! as far as king goes, my favorite horror stories from him are it, the shining and doctor sleep,' salem' s lot, revival, and his collections of short stories (just after sunset, nightmares and dreamscapes, etc .) .
i' m all for crazy aunts, but this particular one went way too far. it was not your fault. you were a victim of the situation just as much as mel was .
she explained that she couldn’t actually explain it. it was more of a “see it to believe it” type of thing, but she had a pretty meticulous plan already laid out: we wrap up our trick - or - treating by seven o’clock, head over to my house for a sleepover, then sneak out by eleven forty - five and bike over to the treehouse just in time for midnight .
the ritual required specific foreign words to be chanted a specific number of times with a specific set of items. items that mel already had. i didn’t doubt ginger had planned this as a last hurrah for her niece .
lieut. phil yerington of the police department said :
a lot of these kids don' t have much to cling to. i think these guys were closer as a gang than they were in their own homes .
mel and i both loved the fall. it was a welcome break from the sweltering southern summer. on october first we had a tradition where we’d decorate a treehouse her dad built for us a few yards into the woods behind their house using old decorations our neighbors didn’t want anymore. i’m sure it looked like the halloween section in the hardware store threw up on a tree, but we couldn’t think of anyplace more beautiful to spend our evenings and weekends .
she said justin had a lightning - fast temper and a short attention span .
he' s not a kid with a bad heart ,
she said .
i' ve had others that you could actually fear .
i told her that some older kids around school were talking about the ouija boards when she was away. they were saying that they tried to contact john f. kennedy and marie antoinette, but the planchette never moved for them .
i somewhat agree. it could either be that, or that if he hadn' t of interrupted the ritual the demon would' ve taken them both. regardless, it' s the aunt fault that any of this happened .
orthodox saints have eaten small amounts of food, drank small amounts of water, cried, regretted their mistaks and prayed for years, so god will forgive their mistakes. i don' t think that only deep regret is enough .
it was almost impossible for me and mark to get a bike ride alone ,
mrs. jensen said .
i don' t understand it. we treated him decent and he turned around and got involved in this .
“oh. ok, well…are you still up for tomorrow? ” i said, hoping to change the subject to anything but dead aunts stuffed into jewelry. having never seen a dead body before, the idea freaked me out a ton .
3. the sunblock seduction bridgette pops into robert’s office to say, “i was going to sit out in the patio in the sun and i was wondering if you had any sunblock, ” which is lifetime - speak for “imminent semi - nudity alert. ” asking the man of the house for sunblock is the lifetime - seductress equivalent of breaking up a perfect game by ducking your elbow into the pitch — it’s a cheap bush - league ploy, but it gets the job done .
i’ve consulted several characters in an attempt to understand what happened that night. they vary in degrees of reliability, but they all have pretty much come to the same conclusion: mel would never have been able to leave that treehouse alive. we were kids and whatever entity that had come when mel called upon another realm was particularly aggressive. some said that the only reason i was able to get out was because it just wants to toy with me until it can take me. this is its entertainment .
your remorse is quite palpable. i can feel it in the story you wrote so well. i suppose mel' s aunt tricked her into the performing the vile ceremony in order to take a human form after her death. butterflies are considered symbolic for a powerful transformation. perhaps mel' s aunt was ultimately unsuccessful and the butterflies you saw represented mel' s metamorphosis back into a human spirit that crossed over into an everlasting peace. the visions you have may just be her angry aunt who is stuck in the netherworld .
i mean' as long as they were sorry' isn' t as easy as it sounds though. repentance it' s more than just an apology, it' s a deep understanding that what you did was wrong in every way, and earnestly regretting it .
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we don' t see the white gang members as much but they' re there ,
mr. currie said .
they' re a rural phenomenon, a small - town phenomenon and an inner - city phenomenon. i think it' s only going to grow .
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i killed my bff (originally titled the neighbor) is a lifetime television film starring katrina bowden, chris zylka and olivia crocicchia. it was written by blake berris and danny abel, and directed by seth jarrett. i killed my bff is inspired by a true story, the murder of anne marie camp by jamie dennis and her husband, michael gianakos, in minnesota in 1997.
i killed my bff (originally titled the neighbor) is a lifetime television film starring katrina bowden, chris zylka and olivia crocicchia. it was written by blake berris and danny abel, and directed by seth jarrett. i killed my bff is inspired by a true story, the murder of anne marie camp by jamie dennis and her husband, michael gianakos, in minnesota in 1997.