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I was ready for the war. I couldn't believe I was in the army. They needed every woman though. No men. We were fighting against men.
On the 14th of April 2000, a thing of the impossible happened. Police arrived at the very popular Happy Heights Hotel to find a disturbing scene.
I couldn't believe it; I couldn't have picked a worse time to get lost in the forest. The terror of the black night was amplified by a low, unforgiving mist.
2/2 With a burst of mischief he leapt over the counter and gently pulled off the handkerchief. Underneath was an object the likes of which he had never seen before.
I opened my eyes to find myself in pitch black. A cold breeze touched my skin again as I glanced around. Then I heard something being switched on. A television.
Frank put my down on the floor outside my house. I looked around. Then down at myself. I was shivering. Trembling. Remembering the sights I saw. The blood. What it said. Who lied. Frank patted my...
A spooky(ish) story without a name. If people enjoy it, I'll continue the second part. Either way, enjoy. Stretching, I awoke from my sleep. As usual the birds sang cheerfully as ever.
I started to follow the paw prints, walking rather than running as thoughts began springing into my head. Where had "It" gone. Why wasn't I dead already.
I was awoken by the sounds of sirens I could only assume it was the police but no it wasn't tommy been taken away in an ambulance it was me on a stretcher and I could see my body lying there lifeless...
Anyone who watches Doctor Who will know the rhyme Tick-Tock. I hate that Rhyme. Especially this one:- Tick-Tock goes the clock till river kills the doctor.
It was Germany 1944 and food was difficult to find in the war. Supplies were low and people were starved.
Gloria had recently discovered those vacuum-seal bags that allowed for the off-season storage of bulky items such as blankets and sweaters.
I picked up the gun and walked on. My weakness - I had no idea. I don't know what it is. Then I found another room. I walked into it and immediately knew what it was. It was a fake street.
I jumped out of the pool as fast as I could. But not before the sharks teeth grazed my leg. I checked the injury. It was only a small one so I just left it. Then I walked through the door.
This part is pretty lame, part 3 is much better. Two weeks after the bomb had wiped out London the virus had spread rapidly all over the country.
There was a shark. In a pool. And the only way out of the room was by pool. She turned to go back but there was a metal door there. Terrified she looked for a way out. But she couldn't find any.
I am the voice that's in your head. Sitting on your shoulder. Whispering in your ear. Do it. You want it. Don't let that stand in the way. I am the reason you do those things. Those thefts.
When you're laying in bed, begging to stay up a little longer. No was the final answer. In the corner of my eye, from my peripheral vision, I see what I have been dreading.
This is a riddle, can you figure it out. One sunny afternoon, Madoka-chan and her mother went for a walk in the park.
Paramedics point------------ As i left the guy to help Chelsea, I could hear a faint breath, I did CPR.
Blood spilling, feral screams, chaotic madness. I pay attention to none. I sit alone in a bathroom stall, locked away from a hellish nightmare. Hand clutches neck, blood stains dress.
Branches flew towards my face as I rushed through the bushes, causing numerous scratches to appear on my face. I didn't feel any pain though. I had too much to do, too much to think about.
I opened my eyes after what felt like an eternity. Those piercing yellow eyes had gone, vanished. I closed my eyes and opened them again quickly, just in case I was imagining things. I wasn't.
Part 1 The human body is an extremely fragile thing.