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| Under the Bathtub; by Wittyhobos | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Jul 19 2006, 12:30 PM (421 Views) | |
| wittyhobos | Jul 19 2006, 12:30 PM Post #1 |
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My jobs were usually simple. Clean out the drain pipes. Unclog the sink. Plunge the toilet. Some stuff like that. Heck, what did I expect from a small town anyway? Hey, I'm not complainin'. I'm just sayin' life coulda' been a bit more exciting. Well, thats what brings me to tell you what happened to me a couple years ago, way back when I just got through with a divorce, and the ex wouldn't shut up. (If you think youv'e been at the peek of depression, I can tell you you haven't.) Well I got a call from the widow Ms. Granger who was sayin her bathtub was cloggin. So it looked like a time for plumber man to come to the rescue. Just like every other dang morning, I pulled on my yellow overalls with the name "Clyde" written on the shoulder and drove the clanky pickup into the fog. I can remember that dreary old house. From the cold, rusty knocker to the large, empty hall. The widow showed me up a winding stair case that led to a tiny upsairs. To the right was, what seemed to be, the widow's bedroom and just ahead was a dark, dreary bathroom with a toilet and one of those old timey bathtubs that has paws on the bottom. Did this woman ever clean her bathroom? I said I'd be done in a couple of hours. "You just call down the stairs if you wanna cookie." She turned and walked down the stairs. How could a woman move so slow? I took off my jacket and got down on my knees. I reached over the tub and turned on the faucet. The water was suprisingly warm amd, as the woman said, the tub began to clog. I pulled out my Phillip's head and began unscrewing the tight, rusty bolts from the drain. I finished unscrewing three and the fourth seemed to be glued to the tub with rust. I twisted and scraped it until suddenly, I jumped. I heard a scream from behind me and quickly turned to finnd Ms. Granger behind me, her mouth covered, and what seemed to be a nurse holding her other hand. The nurse walked quickly toward me and asked, "You're the plumber right?" I nodded with embarrisment." Sorry about...about the screaming," she whispered, "Ms. Granger... she has...has Alzheimer's. She probobly can't remember ever bringing you up here." I smiled and responded, " Well, thank you. Tell Ms. Granger I'm just a cooky plumber." We smiled and I got back to work. " Well, Ms. Granger, it's time for your nap," the nurse softly spoke, like telling a story to a baby. Ms. Granger piped softly, "My mother always told me to take 10 naps a day!" Yes, this old woman definantly was a crack pot. Finally, the screw jumped out and, like the unlocking of a door, the drain cover popped off. With relief I tossed the Phillip's over my shoulder and peeped down the drain. I closed my left eye and examined with my other. Too dark. I grabbed my flashlight and continued the investigation. The drain seemed empty. Nothing was there to clog it. Suddenly, as I breathed in, a putrid stench burned my notrils. I retired and kneeled beside the tub gagging. I coughed, and with reluctance, moved toward the drain again, holding my breath. I shined my flashlight down the pipe. Nothing. I paused to think of what to do. The more I sat in that grimey bathroom, the more I hated it. I decided to get the job done, right then and there. I grabbed the edge of the tub and yanked at it for a couple of minutes until it was a couple feet away. I then hammered at the ground. I removed a few tiles and I was begining to think this was gonna' be done in no time. Suddenly the lights flickered and broke. Dang lights. Darkness canvassed the room. I grabbed my flashlight. I continued ripping the tiles away, and, after some strenuous work, had produced a hole about the size of a chair. I shined my flashlight into the hole. Darkness. I layed on my belly and looked as close I could. I jumped back and puked. I dropped my flash light. I puked again. Darkness. I screamed like I had never screamed before. The door burst open, revealing the young nurse. She grabbed my hand and pulled me to my feet. "Call...call...call the cops!" Miss Granger walked out from her room slowly and smiled at me. The cops say she had gone insane. I think so. Who kills her husband at 80 years and then stuffs him under a bathtub? I can remember what she said as she was hand-cuffed. I remember it distinctly. It crawls behind me and tickles the back of my kneck. It sleeps with me. She turned to me smiling, and with her small, motherly voice whispered in my ear, "Call me if you want a cookie." If you made it through, thanks. I liked it...did you? Cheers! and of course it wasnt true. i would have died... |
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| Muhyah | Jul 19 2006, 05:02 PM Post #2 |
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I liked it. It's very descriptive, which is always good for a story, and I like the dark undertone (but that's just me). This story's like a "look under such-and-such" precationary tale thing
Good job! |
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| wittyhobos | Jul 20 2006, 12:34 AM Post #3 |
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Thanks dude! |
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| Emerald_Fang | Jul 20 2006, 01:38 AM Post #4 |
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is this true are false |
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| melbug62 | Jul 20 2006, 02:02 AM Post #5 |
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Your stories are good. very good. I am jelous(sp?). grrrrr. I liked it! It is scary, but not like..THIS COULD HAPPEN TO YOU!!!!! It's more like. haha plumbers. I'm glad I'm not a plumber. They are the perfect stories for me. The mirror scared me...so bad.....oh my gosh. I would NOT go in the bathroom for hours. I'm still very sketchy.
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| psychomunkey3 | Jul 20 2006, 02:27 AM Post #6 |
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Good story. I enjoyed how you went into detail for this small one-scene story. Descriptive. I also like a dark kind of undertone. Keep up the good work. |
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| wittyhobos | Jul 20 2006, 06:15 AM Post #7 |
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Thanks a bunch guys! And of course, no this is not true. I'm not a plumber, I'm an animator. But dang... if that happened to me I'd commit suicide. I just thought I'd write a story...so there ya go. By the way... I liked the encouragment. That's what makes life great. I'll try to keep up the stuff. If you get bored of the stories, just visit the site! PS: all my stories are posted on the wittyhobos.com forum. Registering is exactly like this forum. Easy and free! Cheers!
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| eviljoe | Jul 27 2006, 08:25 PM Post #8 |
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IT was good but ...... it wasn't that interesting I mean So what he found a body ..... thats it? Wheres the awesome twist? |
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| wittyhobos | Jul 28 2006, 02:34 AM Post #9 |
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No twist. Just a story. So I shoulda added a twist? Any suggestions? |
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| dutchess | Aug 7 2006, 09:37 PM Post #10 |
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woah, what a weird old lady, the thought of her , it makes me think of my old hag dream
scary though, if i ever murder my husband, under the bath tub he goes! lol
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| Peter | Aug 8 2006, 03:03 AM Post #11 |
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... Awesome! =o Thought at first it'd be some impossible story with a ghost, but this is good too, from time to time =D |
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| dutchess | Aug 8 2006, 07:36 PM Post #12 |
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lol yeh, me too! |
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| wittyhobos | Aug 24 2006, 10:08 AM Post #13 |
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hmmm...thanks guys...hahah....i tihnk ill write another story...hahah |
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| Ketsu | Aug 24 2006, 10:34 AM Post #14 |
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Very god, i enjoyed it throughly |
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| wittyhobos | Sep 6 2006, 11:14 PM Post #15 |
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Thanks |
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scary though, if i ever murder my husband, under the bath tub he goes! lol

4:51 AM Jul 12