The People Who Go Missing

The autumn sun shone brightly while the pavement was decorated with warm yellow and brown leaves. The trees were bare apart from the small amount of leaves that still clung on to the skinny branches. The trees lined the edge of the pavement, separating the tree from the road.

The road was quiet and isolated with no cars driving by and no one else walking along.

I was completely alone.

No matter how light that afternoon seemed, no matter how lonely the street was, I still felt as though a crowd of people where watching me. I felt as though they were talking amongst themselves in hushed whispers to make it seem as though the road to my house was quiet.

I have been known to sense paranormal entities but I did not get the feeling of my hairs standing on my arms and the tingling sensation of something wrong, or the impending doom that lurked behind me or in the shadows of my home. I never had those sensations, not when I walked down that road.

I carried on walking, trying to brush off the fact that something was wrong, something was terribly wrong. I turned the corner, increasing my speed. I looked to my right, down the road where no one had walked behind and where no car passed me. The leaves on the ground were pushed to the side of the pavement, creating a clear walkway. The bushes that stood on the other side were covered in tiny yellow leaves that glowed with a sense of beauty. The trees stood tall, guarding the pavement from the cars that were to go passed this area.

The trees swayed in the cold breeze while the bushes that continued on from the other road rustled in time with them. This felt natural; it was a place where nature was chaotic and beautiful all at the same time.

I continued on my way, feeling more at ease until I was halfway down the pavement and felt as though thousands of people where watching me and whispering about me. I looked behind me to see that the pavement now was cleared of the leaves as they outlined the sides; the trees stood tall and still without a single gush of wind blowing a leaf off its own branch, the bushes did not sway with gentle kindness but instead stood still as if they were petrified and the beautiful yellow leaves did not glow as they now appeared to be wilted.

I could feel my paranoia getting the best of me. I felt as though whoever was following me was doing this on purpose, but I never heard footsteps behind me.

“Hello?” I whispered, thinking that anyone could walk around the corner and misjudge the situation. I waited; I waited for a whisper or a gust of wind.


I sighed with a shrugged and turned around to continue on my way home. A low humming sounded through the still air while the faint smell of burnt meat and the smell of the inside of a rotten mouth violated my nose. I turned around to see something that only the mind of the most unsettled person could dream up.

On long stilt like legs was a lanky beast of flesh while his head was shaped like a deformed lightbulb. The face held 15 eyes with each in their own sockets; the eyes were a void that you could never escape from. Its mouth shifted in to a toothy grin that showed the pointed spikes that waited in his mouth for his next meal to chew on. Unfortunately, I think that would be me. His skin was red raw with pumping blue veins. Its breathing was raspy and hard to hear; almost as if he was trying to control himself.

I stepped back, crunching on a leaf behind me. His mouth grew wider as his eyes seemed to be moving every which way on their own accord. His jaw unhinged like a snake, showing off three rows of pointed, red-stained teeth.

Missing girl

17/10/ 2017

Another girl has gone missing, totalling 17 missing people in the same area over the past month. The girl was said to be walking home from school when her mum, Rosie Smith, last checked. She says that the journey only takes her 17 year old daughter, Emily Smith, 17 minutes to walk. She was last seen wearing a red jumper, blue jeans, boots, a black hat and a jean jacket on top, while her brown hair was tied up in a ponytail. A search has been ordered: police, neighbours, friends and family are all looking for the missing girl. If you know any information, please contact the family or police immediately.

The police have not yet decided if they will treat Emily’s disappearance as a missing person’s case or a possible kidnap and murder investigation. Some have even speculated that with the recent 17 missing people, a serial killer is on the loose. He or she is specifically looking for people who are under 18 years old.

People have reported hearing screams where these incidents occurred before the person is declared missing the next day. Rumours are also circulating around that a long forgotten boogie man has come back to punish everyone, no one can be sure as to what the creature’s motives are since it has not been seen in over hundreds of years.

We advise you all to be careful during these dark times and ever darkening months.

About haringeyunchained

Haringey Unchained is a collective of students aiming to show case the creative talent of Haringey Sixth Form College in Tottenham, London. We think that through the promotion of our creative thoughts, we can educate our community, bringing to the foreground the critical and creative consciousness of a vibrant school in a deprived part of London. We are endeavouring to provide this blog as a platform for our community, giving the space to those whose work otherwise might not be seen or read. Being that the cuffs are off, we are able to express through our photography, art, short fiction and poetry, what’s really on our minds. We are free.

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