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Summer Of 1985 In The Foothills

Written by Robert

My story begins the summer of 1985. I was 12 yrs old and lived with my mom and her druggy boyfriend in a place called Fontana, California. We lived in a little rundown apartment complex that was plagued with outlaw bikers and drug addicts.

I was a rough looking kid dirty jeans heavy metal concert shirts and flannels were my thing. We had received notice that the apartments were going to be torn down so we had to find a new place to live. My mom’s Boyfriend Sam had a brother that lived out on the foothills of San Bernardino and had an extra place. It was a rundown 1 bedroom house that was built in the 1920’s; they say it was a hideout for 30's mobster's driving between Los Angeles and Las Vegas.

So now I'm starting 7th grade it’s about a 3 mile hike down the hill to the bus stop which then drives around 15 miles to my school. There a group of kids I start hangin out with, were all into the 80's heavy metal scene, long hair and flannels. Anyways it is now October and I'd been hangin with a guy named Glen, you could say he was my best friend. Glen had an older sister Laura. Laura was nice she was about 17 had a nice thing goin, looked good, had tits and ass, yeah I would have fucked her. 

So one day I'm sitting there watching the news with my buddy Glen it’s around 3pm, and on the news they start talking about a mental patient that had stabbed a doctor in the neck, and had escaped from the psychiatric ward. This was a total lockdown type ward for some real crazies. After seeing that news report Glen calls me into his sister room to show me something. He pulls out a shoe box full of letters and he opens one up and shows it to me, well it was from his sister’s ex-boyfriend who was a patient at the same mental ward that we had just seen on the news. The letters were written in blood and one of the letters had stated that if anyone stood between them he would kill them. His name was Andy and Laura had told him a few days ago that she had an abortion, I guess that drove Andy even crazier, see Andy had also belonged to a satanic cult that was the main reason that Laura left him.

Buy now Glen and I are starting to freak out a little. This happened on a Friday well around 6pm Glen's family (mom, dad, younger brother and sister) went out to dinner and bowling, so Glen and I had the whole house to ourselves for the evening. Well around 6:30pm I went to call this chick Dianne who I was hoping I could get to come over, she was hot, had the whole 80's Madonna thing going on, way out of my league, but she thought I was cute. Yeah It was like the whole breakfast club thing going on there (with Molly Ringwald and the stoner dude). But, as I picked up the phone and dialed her number the phone is ringing and ringing and I hear a click on the other phone in Glens house, we were the only two there and he was sitting right next to me, while the phone was still ringing I hear a guys voice say hello, who is this, I said who is this he said this is Andy I just knew something bad was about to happen. I hung up the phone and we heard footsteps running across the upstairs of the house, we both looked at each other and hauled ass to his moms room and locked the bedroom door, his mom kept guns in the closet, I grabbed and loaded a 30 caliber lever action rifle and pointed it at the door. Glen was loading a 38 revolver. We heard someone stabbing the walls around the house then it got quite after about 5 minutes, then we heard something scratching at the bedroom window from outside. Then it got quite again. We both agreed that we had to go, so on the count of 5 we both agreed to run as fast as we could out of the house and wouldn't look back till we had gotten to this little country store that was about a mile down the hill. We counted to 5 and hauled ass. I spent the night at an elementary school sleeping on a picnic table under a roof overhang.

The next morning we were walking up the road to Glens house there was a goat with its neck slit hanging from a tree and goats blood smeared all over the walls of his house. His Mom was standing there in tears talking with the police and when she saw us, she grabbed Glen put him in the car and drove off, all I could do is turn and walk away, the sucky part is I lived about 5 miles away through the hills and I knew there was someone crazy roaming those hills. Also I knew my Mom was about 50miles away partying it up with her druggy friends down in the city. There is alot more that went on, and I will tell it, but for now I am tired.

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+1 #2 RE: Summer Of 1985 In The Foothills — shasta31 2010-10-11 09:48

i would love to hear more !!

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+1 #1 RE: Summer Of 1985 In The Foothills — kobra000 2010-10-08 22:30

please do tell more when you get a chance.

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