Credit to Is Demi Moore’s New Movie ‘The Substance’ Streaming? When Will it Be Available to Watch at Home? The Substance follows the story of a woman named Elisabeth Sparkle, who is now turning 50 years old. She appears to be living her best life. She is a fitness instructor for a TV show, she is beautiful and rich. Then her boss decides to kick her out of the studio, for a younger woman that will take the place of Elisabeth. Obviously distraught and angry, she begins to experience a moment of midlife crisis. She ends up getting into a car accident during her dilemma, and she is taken to the hospital. Even though she learns that she did not sustain any form of injury, she has a breakdown after everything that she endured. Then a random nurse gives her something known as The Substance , and writes a note that simply says: “It changed my life.” After Elisabeth learns about this strange product, she decides to use The Substance …and is given a better version of herself. Elisabeth w
Cassie would always hold her little sister’s hand in a tight grip. Once you let her go, she would become a mischievous little girl. Or as Sara liked to call it, she was an ‘adventurous traveler seeking to find the ends of the Earth.’
Cassie had yet to convince Sara that it was impossible to find the ends of the Earth, since Sara believed that all grownups were stupid. Even though she was seven years old, she was now growing into her rebellious stage.
Sara was hopping on top of the couch, eagerly pointing at the window.
“Cassie! There’s an ice cream truck! It’s going this way!”
“Heading this way,” Cassie corrected.
Sara stuck out her tongue.
“Please be nice to each other. You’re sisters. You’re supposed to love each other,” their mother said with a sigh.
“I am nice. I’m super nice!,” Sara chimed in.
Cassie rolled her eyes, but couldn’t help but smile. Her sister was a lot, but she was still her sister.
Even though Cassie wished and begged her mother to hire a babysitter, she was uncomfortable with her sister being alone with a stranger.
She knew she was being overprotective, but once Cassie became obsessed with true crime, her paranoia became so much worse. She believed that some people were evil, wearing human skin to blend in with society.
Cassie prayed that her sister would never experience something so heinous, no kid should ever be exposed to such evil. Cassie felt a chill go down her back, as she watched her sister’s big grin on her face.
It was too horrible to think about.
Sara stopped hopping and ran off the couch, heading straight for Cassie.
“Cassie! The ice cream truck is here! I want an ice cream! Mommy, can I have an ice cream?”
Cassie hugged Sara to her chest, giving her a tight squeeze. Sara started to swing her fists at Cassie, both sisters laughing.
“Yes, you can. Just please stop trying to kill each other,” their mother said with an edge of laughter to her voice.
After one more mini battle among the sisters, Cassie retrieved money from their mother to go purchase ice cream for Sara. Cassie held her sister’s hand the whole time, as Sara struggled to escape from her grasp.
They were the first to arrive to the ice cream truck. The man addressed the sisters with a smile. Cassie was taken aback by the man. He was young and handsome. Cassie hoped that her face wasn’t red as she greeted him.
“Afternoon, ladies. What would you like?”
“Strawberry ice cream! In a cone!,” Sara shrieked.
Cassie tried to not show her annoyance as she gave the ice cream owner the money. The man didn’t seem bothered by Sara’s outburst, as he gave Cassie another smile. She smiled back, wondering if he was single.
The man returned with Sara’s strawberry ice cream. He handed the cone over to Cassie, and then Sara snatched the cone out of her hand. The man let out a laugh.
“My, she really loves ice cream, huh?”
Cassie was too entranced by him to get angry at Sara’s rudeness.
“Yeah, she does. Strawberry is her favorite.”
“What’s yours?”
“Uh…cookies and cream.”
The man disappeared into the truck for a quick second, and gave Cassie her favorite ice cream in a cone.
“Oh, I don’t have any money — ’’
“It’s on the house. A pretty lady like you deserves one. Goodbye.”
The man gave a salute and took off. Cassie watched the truck until it turned the corner. Sara was giggling.
“He called you pretty.”
Cassie rolled her eyes.
“How is that funny?”
“You look like something dead on the road.”
“Roadkill?”
“Yeah.”
“Ha. Ha. Funny.”
Sara continued laughing as she ate her ice cream. Cassie enjoyed her own sweet treat, thinking about the man’s smile and his compliment.
Then she tasted something weird.
Something squishy.
Cassie pulled back from the cone.
There was an eyeball gazing back at her from the ice cream scoop. The pupil was a dark shade of blue. Cassie didn’t realize she had let go of Sara’s hand. She pulled out the eyeball, thinking it was a piece of candy.
The eyeball was dangling from a red strand in her fingers.
She had seen enough true crime to know it was real.
Cassie could hear her sister calling out to her. She looked down to find Sara making a funny expression. She pointed at her cone, and there was an eyeball sticking out of her strawberry ice cream.
Cassie could clearly see that the pupil was dark blue.
“Why is there an eye in my ice cream, Cassie?”
Cassie let out a scream.
I always wanted to write something like this. Ice cream trucks have always been used in horror, and I wanted to do my own version of a story like this!
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