As I looked for the ring, which was a honker of a ring. I also had the tv on in the background. I couldn't help but hear about more disappearances and deaths. Each more was gruesome than the last, and I was not even looking at the tv. I didn't care for the news as it was acting more like a shock site than anything else. I went into my body jewelry books that I keep my piercing jewelry in and then bingo... i found the damn ring. It seemed that there was more than one offender in the city ripping out people's throats. Most of the victims it seemed like well to do Normal looking people. You know the people that don't have tattoos or piercings. Which was strange not just for the police but for everyone else. It was fucking unusual to be honest with you.

That was when I saw the corner of my eye and saw a picture of a man's throat ripped out. "Fucking news."

I could not believe balls on this news channel as there might be kids watching. I turned off the TV and decided to put on jasminah's ring. I got my TSA uniform on and started to walk out the door.

I could wait to give Jasminah the ring. But even more, I wanted to ask her to marry her before she came on shift.

"Please say yes," i said under my breath. "Please be there!"

I kept saying this under my breath as I drove to the airport. I made it just before Jasminah got there. I wrote a note and gave it to the supervisor and told him to give the ring and the note to Jasminah. The note said, "jasminah, would you marry me!!!!????"

As she got ready for work and.tje supervisor gave her the ring and the note. I was getting nervous for the most part. She bee lined to me and greeted me with a kiss.

As I was going to talk, "I do want to marry you, Moon!"

I sighed and smelled at the relief. "Thank you, you just made me the happiest person on the planet."

I started to get ready for the day. I also heard about the disappearances and deaths. It was as if this was stopping our town from functioning.

"You know I wouldn't be surprised if it was a fucking Lawn gnome that did this. ," I said this. This looked ogersh and atrocious. That being said, I did not know how right I was until it was too late.

As I was being driven insane with the talk of the disappearances. It was not that i did not care it was I am too bust fighting human lawn gnomes to give a shit. Soon, I would have to go to a quiet area just to cope.

I was taking a breather as Jasminah walked in and told me that the talk was disturbing her. She held my hand and started to make out with me. "I just wanted to say thank you for asking!"

"To marry me," i said. "Any time."

We continue to make out in the break room. I started to grope here's we made out. I think i was falling back in love with more and more with her every time I saw her. It was magical to have this feeling.

Soon, we went back to work, and soon, we would have lunch. I wanted to go for a nice lunch at an airport restaurant. I really wanted to show her that I was romantic. Soon, I would have to frisk someone else. This was a person I saw all the time at the airport. He was a famous writer who went to dangerous places all over the world. God, what was his name..... i used to read his books in high school. Each time I got an allowance, that was when I would go to the bookstore to get these books.

I know the title was the worlds most dangerous places. Then it hit me, Robert Young Pelton. I started to ask him if he would sign one of his books for me and Jasminah. Which he did for us, I would talk to him more, but i could not hold up the line.

Really, I wanted to pick his brain. But I couldn't. There were other passengers to be searched. As I did my job, I decided to look where he was going to go for lunch. That being said, he was going to the place that I wanted to go.

"Let's go there," I said to Jasminah. "I want to go there for lunch."

"Sounds good," she said excitedly. "I wanted to go there, myself."

That was when I decided to go on lunch break with Jasminah. Though I would not be seated next to this writer, it was worth a shot.

And so this happened, didn't the waitor seat us next to Robert. I was trying to make this a romantic lunch with Jasminah. Alas, I wanted to pick Robert's brain.

I did not try to be obvious. Not soon, he shot us a look. "Hello," he said.

"Hello," I said. "How are you?"

"Working on my show." He said. "I have a show to."

"Very interesting," I said. "Can we take a selfish with you."

"Sure!" He hummed. "What arenyou names."

"I am Moon, and this is jasminah." I said.

I would continue with the conversation, but my focus shifted to Jasminah. I wanted to order the French onion soup. And that was when Jasminah mentioned the soup, too.

"I wanted to try the soup too," jasminah said.

That was when she put on the ring and smiled. She had the best smile. Compared to me, who has a psycho smile. "I love your smile!"

"I lime yours too," she said. "It's cute, and before you ask, you don't look like a psychopath."

"Thank you." I said had the top front tooth missing, and it looked like a had smoker's tooth. It was embarrassing, and sometimes I thought it was the reason for being rejected from the police academy.

"No, really," she said, reassuringly. "I love the way you look.. it's cute!"

Soon, I smile genuinely. I actually started to cry with joy. It felt good to hear her say that.

"I love you," i said, crying with joy. "I really do."

"You're so precious," she said.

I would kiss her, but there was a table between us. So I reached over and held her hand. Her hands were soft.... like the rest of her. She also didn't go to the gym. She was naturally strong, and she was tiny too.

That was when I started to wonder if she was really the right one for me. She was so perfect , compared to me.

When we paid our bill and started making our way to the check point. I started looking her in the eye. She was smiling with them.

That was when she held my hand and stopped. She kissed me as we walked. We could have made it, but we had to go to work.

That was when when O'Malley mentioned to his friends that there was a nothr attack. This time near the airport, I wasn't going to say the smart alecly thing about the Lawn gnomes, but it was temping.

"What is going on with these people gathered around," I ask as I cut through the crowds. Soon, i lay eyes on a suitcase and inside the suitcase was a man. He had his throat ripped out, and he was still alive.

"Some one call.the ambulance," i yelled. I started to wonder who would do this. He looked like he was clinging to consciousness, and he was about to pass out from the pain. This was fucked up!

Whoever did this was demonically possessed by the devil to do this. As I started get the spectators from seeing anymore that was when I noticed the teeth marks. This had to be the work of something or someone with small teeth. It had to be a real screwball. As I started to heave as I saw this. "Just stay with me!"

That was when the man passed out for the last and final time. He died. I never seen anyone die never mind do this in my arms. It was traumatic to say the least.

This was going to haunt me. That was when I was looking at the teeth marks. It had to be a lawn gnome. But I was bring these creepy but cute things to life. That was when I saw the trail of blood. Like Hensel and grettle i followed the red drip road.

It went to something subterranean and just fucking creepy. It was a subterranean coloney of lawn gnomes. They looked exactly like the gnomes in my mom's garden, they were the ones from her garden.

Soon i started to realize that someone was engaging in occultism to bring these things to life.

And if I already hated lawn gnomes. This was where I could declare war on their assess. I wanted to also listen to them for while.

The leader was Winklebuttom and he was the creepiest looking one on the planet. I had enough i had to follow the trail of blood back to think surface world. If this didn't aggravate my ptsd i did not know what would trigger my nightmares.

I just got the nightmares under control, but this, this was terrifying for me. Nothing else would induce an night mare then a subterranean community of killer lawn gnomes. I could not help but have a panic attack as I got back to the surface world.

"Gnomes.......gnomes fucking killed the man," I said frightened.

"Gnomes?" O'Malley said. "As in lawn gnomes?"

"Y-yes!"

"Shit!!!!!"

"Shit what," I asked.

"Well you have evidence of this," O'Malley said.

"Yes," I handed him my phone. "It's all there."

"Shit, there they are!" My supervisor was looking at my photos. "This is fucked up!"

He looked like he was going to pass out. It was so frightening. "I CANT ANYMORE!"

"You can't, how the fuck do I feel."

The talking lawn gnomes had to go and they had to go now. What were going to do now.

This was one thing that was not on.my job description. It just was not. We were not able to handle mythical creatures. It just did not happen.

As I started to look at the satanic gnomes I started to get the feeling that I was going to have a heart attack. It wad just to frightening to deal with. I never wanted more delete and black something from anything so badly before that day- the day when the two towers went down. It was so terrible that i blocked all the channels on the tv that one September day when i came home from school.

It was also when I got a letter from my natural brother who I did not care to know about. I just wanted to block that from my mind to that year.

But today I could not get these things from my mind. Nor my phone i would need these for back up evidence. So i would not be able to go one my phone. It was just that freaky.

I could not even go near My phone. Then I decided to put them in a PRIVATE album on Facebook so I could delete then off my phone. Which I was able to do.....thank God for me not using Facebook.

This was a childish idea to block out what was bad but it worked in this case. I saw the black screen delete the pictures of these demonic gnomes. I still think that someone would conjure them to life. I wad just convinced of that. And I started to wonder if this was just a psychos prank. Soon wanted to know if there was other people who knew of this so i posted the pictures on a open forum. But didn't get anywhere.

Soon I would just have to wait until someone else speaks about the situation with the gnomes. That I hear this di g that meant that I had a friend request. Now usually I don't accept friend requests except for people I know so I want to look at the profile in question. I started to question the person who was all the way in Washington DC. I started to hear that there were gnomes at that city too. I couldn't believe this even if I tried then he showed me his pictures. They were different but the same in many ways. It was fucking eerie and surreal.

*the lawn gnomes have taken over*

That was what was mention in the text. It eerie and surreal to say the least. But more eerie and not in a good way like a foggy full moon night. Those were good eerie but there was bad eerie. Like seeing a cryptid at night, that would not be to good. Soon I started asking who this was and how did they find me. That being said I joined a true creepypasta group on Facebook but never posted in it until now. This I though had to he paid attention to.

That was when I startedto sound like a little kid....•I don't talk to very many strangers• and I logged off.

In the background I could hear my brother mitch swearing his mouth off and being drunk again.

That being said there were two side to him. One was:

•mountaineer who climbed the mighty Himalayas

•the party drunk

Neither interested me. To me he was a loud mouthed piss drunk bastard. And a bastard he was. So I didn't pay very much attention, that was when he mentioned my name in his carrying on. Apparently he had a Sherpa wife in Nepal. But he did not act like it, that was the thing that drove me insane half the time. He had a girl friend here and a wife he sound be committed to but no he was not.

One thing about me was that i was with Jasminah for most of my teenage and adult life. Why couldn't understand that. That was my question but I was going to mention that when Jasminah texted me. She was texting pictures of her in lingerie and I wanted to be with her. But this question about the marriage my brother was annoying me and I could not enjoy my self with out confronting him. It was that simple.