Scream for Ice Cream – Creepypasta

Estimated Studying Time — 7 minutes

One of many first youngsters to listen to the calliope’s bouncing music was six-year-old Lisa Reid, who sat on the porch of her home with Becky Briarwood, her finest buddy on the earth. Lisa’s lengthy blonde hair, held in place by the pink scrunchie her mom helped her with that morning, glistened within the June solar. Along with her blue eyes and dimpled cheeks, she was, as her mom appreciated to say, cute because the day is lengthy.

Lisa was Ellen Reid’s little miracle. Born six weeks untimely and with a fifty % probability of survival, little Lisa had spent virtually two months within the hospital’s neonatal ICU. However underneath the loving and watchful eyes of her dad and mom, Lisa blossomed right into a spirited first-grader who now tilted her head to the sound of a circus because it reached the top of the road.

Lisa grabbed Becky’s hand. “The ice cream vendor !” she cried.

The 2 ladies jumped up and ran inside screaming at Lisa’s mom.

Listening to the wild screams, Ellen ran again up the basement steps, anticipating to seek out blood everywhere in the kitchen flooring. When she noticed that neither woman had misplaced a limb or been injured in any manner, a swoon of reduction practically knocked her down the steps.

“What’s flawed?” she requested, struggling to catch her breath.

Lisa gestured to the entrance door. “The ice cream man,” she stated. “He is right here! Can we get one thing – please?!”

As a result of her thoughts had but to meet up with the adrenaline rush of panic exploding by way of her physique, Ellen took an extended and demanding second stock of the women’ limbs. “Are you positive you are okay? No scratches, bruises or insect bites? »

Becky, a ball of vitality to match Lisa’s frenetic character, lined her mouth with each fingers and giggled. “No bug bites, Mrs. Reid. We simply need ice cream. She was about two inches taller than Lisa, with brief brown hair and huge hazel eyes. Pals from the cradle, she and Lisa have been as shut as sisters, virtually inseparable.

Similar to Ellen and her finest buddy, Jackie, had been twenty years earlier. That’s till Jackie disappears and her household strikes out. Ellen tried to recollect what occurred all these years in the past, however nothing got here to her. She was only a youngster and all the things had been type of smothered.

Ellen was pondering of Jackie when the upbeat music from the ice cream truck entered the home by way of the open door. The acquainted tune drove away the darkish ideas and instantly the recollections of chasing the Creamy Cone ice cream truck down the road flooded his thoughts. She may think about her personal blonde hair floating behind her as she waved a greenback invoice above her head, attempting to get the motive force’s consideration. She smiles on the reminiscence.

“Okay. Maintain on. Let me get my purse.

“Haste!” Lisa shouted. “We are going to miss him !”

She may see by way of the lounge to the entrance door. The white truck drove slowly previous the Reids’ home with two youngsters operating just a few paces behind it.

Her mom got here again with two {dollars} for every woman. As Lisa snatched the cash from her mom’s hand and shouted a “Thanks!” Over her shoulder, Ellen’s cellphone started to ring. Lisa and Becky walked by way of the entrance door and rushed up the steps. To their reduction, the truck had solely stopped just a few homes away, pulled as much as the curb, and was idling within the shade of a giant maple tree.

The phrases SCREAM FOR ICE CREAM have been painted in large pink letters on the facet, and beneath the phrases have been photos of all of the issues the ice cream parlor was promoting, like popsicles, fudge cones and cream sandwiches icy. Subsequent to the photographs was a small window with a chrome rim. The ice cream man was leaning on the ledge, his head out the window. He was skinny and pale. The person’s pores and skin, which was virtually as white as his truck, contrasted shockingly with the inky black hair that hung over his shoulders. Darkish sun shades lined his eyes.

“Come,” he stated to the kids gathered underneath the window. ” Don’t be shy !

Lisa had already determined what she was going to get and could not wait her flip to method the window. She imagined herself and Becky consuming their ice cream on the swings in her backyard. The 2 ideas – of ice cream and of being along with her finest buddy – made her so completely happy that she stopped operating and began leaping. Becky noticed the completely happy look on her buddy’s face and matched her captain for captain.

As the 2 finest buddies approached the truck, bouncing to the beat of the music coming from the audio system mounted on the truck’s roof, the ice cream man appeared over the heads of the opposite youngsters. A large, skinny smile unfold throughout his face like oil in water. “Extra the merrier, the merrier!” he stated.

He stepped again inside and grabbed one thing underneath the service window.

“Okay, girls and boys, who needs ice cream?”

The kids’s lackluster response made the person frown. Planting a bony elbow on the ledge and tapping his temple with an extended index finger, like somebody looking his mind for inspiration, he stated, “That was… anemic.”

Clean, incomprehensible faces stared at him.

He positioned a pink megaphone, huge facet down, on the chrome ledge. The phrase SCREAM was printed in block letters on the facet of the megaphone.

“I will inform you,” he stated in a voice straining for cheerfulness, “as a result of I do know you all can do higher, I am prepared to provide you one other probability. Whoever screams the loudest loud in my megaphone will get his ice cream totally free.

This precipitated a buzz of pleasure amongst its younger viewers.

With nice ceremony, he scanned the upturned faces of the kids till his eyes fell on one specifically.

“You, younger woman, why do not you come nearer? He pointed to little Lisa Reid.

Lisa’s coronary heart, so fragile and underdeveloped at start, skipped a beat. She moved ahead, the opposite youngsters making manner for her.

“That is nice, Lisa,” stated the ice cream parlor. He nodded at her and gave her a broad, thin-lipped smile that exposed a mouth stuffed with too many enamel.

Lisa turned, her eyes looking for Becky. “He is aware of my title!” She then appeared up on the man on the window. “How are you aware my title?”

“Oh, I do know loads of issues,” he stated. “I do know, for instance, that is what you are ready for…” With a magician’s gesture of his lengthy bony fingers, he lifted the megaphone to disclose an ice cream sandwich on the chrome ledge.

Lisa gasped. “That is what I would like! How do you know? She clapped and hopped up and down.

“I do know what’s in a baby’s coronary heart. And I can learn minds.

“Learn my ideas!” one of many different youngsters shouted.

“No! Learn mine! I am subsequent!”

“Sit down, children,” stated the ice cream man. “You’ll all have your flip. However, if Lisa needs her ice cream sandwich, she has to…” He leaned farther out the window, till the higher half of his skinny physique hung over the road, and pointed to the swear phrases. pink on the facet of his truck.

Then, going inside, he put the megaphone on the sting of the ledge of the service window. The phrase SCREAM printed on the facet appeared like a direct order, which Lisa felt she needed to obey.

However as she reached for the megaphone, she heard her mom’s voice.

“Lisa! Ellen Reid waved from the center of the highway, a brief distance from the truck. “Howdy pricey!” Lisa gave her mom a giant smile and waved her hand.

His smile solely lasted for a second, nonetheless, after which it disappeared from his face. Turning to take a look at her mom, Lisa observed 4 older youngsters standing on the sidewalk on the street. They huddled collectively and appeared on the truck and the person contained in the truck with huge, frightened eyes. She felt an icy wave of worry, which settled in her chest just like the phlegmatic congestion of a chilly. She did not like the sensation and walked away from the truck, not within the sandwich.

“The place are you going, Lise? Do not you need your deal with?”

She shook her head.

“However you are so near getting it totally free!” He slid the megaphone to the sting of the chrome rim.

He then appeared down on the different youngsters.

“Let’s encourage little Lisa,” he stated. “Come on, Lisa, take the megaphone and shout as loud as you’ll be able to! Shout!”

The opposite youngsters surrounded the six-year-old and began chanting that phrase, repeating it time and again. Even Becky joined the refrain, her voice rising above the remainder.

In her tight little chest, Lisa’s coronary heart was beating like a frantic fowl in its cage, leaving her breathless. His lungs have been burning. Tears flowed from his eyes. She needed her mother. She needed to go dwelling.

She did not need that silly ice cream sandwich anymore.

However the youngsters had shaped an impenetrable wall round her, all shouting –
SHOUT!
SHOUT!
SHOUT!

Above her, the ice cream man, sneering, handed the megaphone to Lisa. “You higher scream, my pricey, or they’re going to by no means cease.”

She took the pink funnel-shaped object from him and held it in her trembling little fingers.

“Take a look at me, Lisa. Look right here.

The little woman obeyed the deep voice and stared, mesmerized, on the mirrored, barely distorted picture of her personal face gazing her by way of the black lenses of the person’s sun shades. His decrease lip quivered.

“Let me offer you some… inspiration.” The person’s skinny lips curled again to disclose needle-like enamel protruding from swollen grey gums. Slowly, he eliminated the glasses from his eyes.

Lisa screamed.

Ellen Reid instantly remembered the place she was and why she was standing in the course of the road. She appeared round, her eyes tracing the faces of the kids as they quietly returned to their very own properties.

She noticed Becky strolling alone, holding a vanilla and chocolate swirl cone in a single hand.

“Becky! Ellen positioned herself in entrance of her daughter’s finest buddy. “Becky, the place’s Lisa?” »

The tall, skinny six-year-old’s hazel eyes, clouded with a wierd, distant drowsiness, regarded Ellen with out curiosity or recognition.

“Becky! Ellen repeated. She grabbed the woman’s arms and shook her. “What’s your drawback? The place’s Lisa?”

After a second, Becky’s eyes drifted lazily from the ice cream, which was starting to soften on her hand, and landed on Ellen’s face.

“Lisa screamed for ice cream, Mrs. Reid.”

“I do not perceive.”

“We’re all screaming for ice cream.” Becky chuckled and continued on to her home.

Ellen instantly felt dizzy and stumbled drunkenly down the road, zigzagging to the place the ice cream truck had been parked. His limbs have been heavy and bony. Her eyes crammed with tears and he or she set free a strangled moan. Like Jackie, Ellen Reid’s Little Miracle was gone, gone, taken away from her. On the ground was a tied pink scrunchie, just a few strands of blond hair wrapped across the small cloth ring. She picked it up and hugged it to her chest, screaming her daughter’s title.

In one other a part of the neighborhood, bouncing calliope music stuffed the summer time air and one other youngster held a pink megaphone to his mouth.

Credit score: MADDwriter