The Attack of the Mannequins

one day i was in the car. i was drivign past a store. i look at the manequins. they scar me alot. i dont know why. they just do which is weird cause im 15. we parked in the park spot and got out, we walked inside. it was a fashun place with lots of manequins. i shook out of scaredness.
'whats wrong james'? mum asked.
'i hate it here' i said.
'why'
'those things' i said pointing at some with reveling dressess. mum laughed and said 'they wont hurt you. they just are for decoaration.
i move my shoulders up and down, i didnt care.1

walking, through the center, i saw some of them moving walking around and moving some up stairs. i dragged mum with me to there.
'what are they doing'? i asked, the man there, checking the back of a manequin.
'ive put electronics in them. thats how they move' he said looking at me. i stared at the blank face and it blinked. i got a surprise and moved away. 'what else can you make it do'? mum asked. my eyes opened in teror.
'mum'! i yelled 'what are you doing'?
'i want these for my clothes designs'! she yelled at me. mum made clothes.
'sure, i can give you the phone number of the company, if you want? come to my office' the man said. mum noded and followed the man. i rolled my eyes and followed. we past the manequins and they stared at me waving and smiling. i got a funny feeling. i hated them.2

'this is gonna help me alot'! mum said holding a peice of paper in her hand looking at it. she said that as we got home. i rolled my eyes at her and said 'mum serious that man was freaky. his office was weird and stuff. all these weird robots and skeltons and stuff.'
'honey he needs that to make the manequins. he said it himself remember'? she said walking into the home. i followed her into home. i watched her put up the female manequin in the room. it had no clothes on as mum hadnt put on any on it and it was weird when mum turned it on and it looked at me and said in a weird voice 'hello. i am wearing nothing'
i stared at it with a weird look on my face. mum laughed and turned her off and took her upstairs.
'were are you putting it'? i yelled.
'in the spair room'! she yelled back. i gulped. that was next to my room.3

i couldnt sleep at night that night. i rolled and rolled and rolled but nothing came. all of a sudden i had a vision. its weird cause im sychic. like a fortune teller person. ive been like this for ages since like 10 or younger. so suddenly i had a vision. it was the manequin waking up with red eyes from the room next to me. then strangely i saw all other manequins coming to life at the fashun place with there red eyes.
my vision stoped and i look around. i didnt hear anything. i didnt know when this vision would happen.
then, suddenly, i did hear something. it was weird but i heard someone walking on the woodden floor. i turned slightly in my bed and out my door. i see the manequin walking past normaly. she suddenly turns towards my room. she stays there red eyes blinking then walks off.
i shake.4

i wake up in the morning. i hear mum downstairs. i walk to the spair room and look at the manequin. it has red on its hands.
'mum'! i yell. mum runs to me.
'what'? she is breething deep like she was running.
'theres something on the manequin'
mum walks over and laughs. 'oh that was sophie. she wanted to paint the fingers. its alright' sophie is my young sister. mum walks away. i stay there and look at it. the manequin moves. i run off.5

'mum it kills peopel'! i yell at her in the kitshun. mum laughs and says 'no it doesnt its a manequin. it has a harmless electric thing in its body and it doesnt do anything'
'it does'! i yell.
'no it doesnt' mum says frowning.
'yes it does'! i yell.
'no it doesnt' mum says again.
'yes it does'! i yell getting very angry.
'no it doesnt, now stop it and go and set the dinner table'
i roll eyes at her and set the table. it was boring. i thinked about the manequin as i did so. it gave me funny feelings.
'oh by the way i have a fashun pre show after dinner so be quiet. you can watch if you want'
'using that manequin'?! i yell. mum rolls eyes and says 'enough about the manequin. its normal. dont you dare bring about it up tonight or i will ground you for 5 months ok'?
i nodded.
'i cant believe mum doesnt believe me' i said to myself. i walked off.6

that night when i finished dinner, i sat down on the living room. i watched mums friends walk in. they were all nice to me. they were excited. they like clothes. i thought it was because they were women. mum stood in the living room looking.
'hello everyone. now today, here is my latest fashun peice'! she pointed to the stairs and down came the manequin in a dress. the women made noises at it. they liked it i think.
suddenly the manequins eyes flashed red. mum clicked the remote she had. it didnt work. i froze.
'i told you so'! i yell at mum. she said nothing. she couldnt as the manequin had her in a grip and pulled her head off.
the woman screamed.7

they ran out of the house, screaming. i didnt do anything and i stayed there. i was scared as. the manequin moved to me with blood hands raising. i didnt know what to do. but the i thought. "the remote"! i ran over to mums no headed corpse and took the remote that was convered in blood. i pressed a button. i looked and saw the manequin had turned and was moving to me. i was scared. i looked on the other side of the remote and i thought of something-
the office in the fashun place! it might have something there! i ran away from the manequin and it just walked normally after me.8

reaching the fashun place i suddenly looked at the place and got a shiver. manequins were in their moving everywhere. there were normal people in there screaming too. i was scared. suddenly i saw lots of people, around 4, run up to me. they were 17, 18, 20 and 22. the 17 year old guy gave me a shotgun. i looked at him and said "are you crazy? i'm 15"!
he said "no. did your parents get there heads cut off to? cause mine did. and im here to get rid of it" he said pointing at the fashun place. everyone else nodded.
"right" the 22 year old a woman and some sort of police person said "we're splitting up" she said, pointing to me, the 17 year old and 20 year old "you on one team, and he goes with me. lets go"!9

we ran to the fashun place and the 20 year old smashed the glass open with the bottom of his rifel. we ran inside. at once the manequins ran towards us.
"these ones are more better"! said the 17 year old. mainly female manequins they had taken some things from the shops and were using as weapons. we shot at them. they fell. we had to make our way to the top.
"lets go"! shouted the 20 year old. we ran up the electric stairs hitting manequins that were on it. we then saw some people on the ground crying from some male and female manequins. they were gonna kill them. looking around i saw that they pull of arms and legs and stuff. i got scared again. we just pulled our guns and shot at them. they fell.
"thanks" said one of the people saved.
"run get out of here"! the 20 year old said. they nodded and ran as fast as they could. 10

we reached the last floor. thier were lots of manequins here. they were protecting it it seemed. there were even animal manequins and children manequins.
"shoot them all"! the 20 year old said. we shot at them. more came. they fell. we shot and shot and shot at them and they fell. but there was alot. suddenly, the 18 and 22 year old police lady came up the stairs.
"shoot them in the neck area. thats where it is thats making them like this"! 11

we shot at them and they fell more easily. the 17 year old grabbed me and we went through the manequins into the office. it was dark. turning on the light, we saw another manequin there laughing. it moved to us and we shot it. it fell. we walked to the computer and saw it said "turn on mode- worldwide, every night, evil"
we turned it off. we heard noises outside. we walked outside and saw that the manequins had stopped moving. they were just normal now. walking to the edge of the floor, we looked around and saw that the manequins everywhere were not moving. we did it. we saved the world.

Author notes

I remember I wrote something similar to this when I was very young... 7 or 8? It was supposed to be about mannequins coming to life and walking everywhere in the city. Hahahaha. They gave me the creeps.

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  • Macabre
    August 5

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    I don't think it's a bad story it just has a few gramatical errors and maybe you should think about using some other words instead of 'I' because the overusage of personal pronouns can make a story seem repetative, but for someone of your age I think it is a good peice of writing. Why don't you try and change the title for something Frech, afterall mannequins are french and it would grab the reader before reading the sotry as it will create an individuality and a bit of mystery.

    Good plot anyway.


    • matt101
      August 5
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      Thanks for the ideas though!

      However, I was kinda supposed to have fifty million grammar and spelling errors in the story as I had only written this story for the 'Horrible Writing Contest'. Hahaha, but the french thing sounds very interesting- maybe i should just rephrase the attack of the mannequins into french maybe? ahahaha.