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#nightdwellers The full moons light lit the scene. As if it was from a nightmare dream. A murderer, a victim and some rope. The state of this world has left me without hope.
He was beside himself and frantic. He was in pieces and began to panic. Confusion from the paranoia and frustration. He was unsure how he got into this situation. He looked at himself for some clues.
I looked down at my hands, Knew something was wrong, My blood had stopped its running, My heart had stopped its song.
Tap. Tap. Tap. "No, no no no. Please God." she was crying, it was happening again. "Not tonight, please." the tapping continued, she tried to block it out but it grew and worsened.
Shallow breaths form tiny clouds As I breathe out; hang in the air A chill as dusk begins to fall Night's fingers trail like molten hair I turn towards your glinting eyes As you take my hands and...
#taleofterror Sparks of ice shoot up the spine, Heart begins to race, eyes darting, Mind alert and clockwork pulse, Escape intent, but no route knowing.
The lights are off, The darkness sweeps, Alone at night, A shadow creeps, Watching idly, While I sleep, Waiting nightly, While it peeps, For a moment, To make me weep.
#nightdwellers. #emotion. Fear building. Footsteps follow me. Erie atmosphere. This terrifying fear draws near. Walking speeded up. Faster paced. The footsteps get closer. Heart beating faster.
Silently screaming to the voices in the night. To the scary creatures that secretly try to hide. A scream that can make a bad man shiver. A scream that can swallow you like a river.
Ice cold darkness oozing up your spine. Shivers crawling, far from benign. A soft whisper carried on breeze of discontent. Prescience of intentions malevolent.
#terror #nightdweller A quiet rustle-thump In the dark Can spark So many thoughts; Cold shiver, Sweaty palms, A montage of Every horror film You've seen, With your worst Nightmares, dreams, Thrown...
#nightdwellers Shadows play upon the wall, Clockwork hands control the fall, Starlit realm across the hall, Hidden from the minds of all.
Trap me, consume me. Please let me go. I scream, I cry. But you've stooped so low. Your walls keep me in, I beg to be free, But for this room, Only you hold the key. Torture me, break me.
#nightdwellers #emotion #terror. Footsteps, shadows, rapid pace,. Darting eyes on pale face,. Paranoid, erratic mind,. Otherworldly, nether bind,. Legs of lead and hands of ice,.
A son says to his mother: "I don't like salad. I won't eat it." His mother looked at him. Then at the plate of untouched salad. "Well now, I'm not sure that salad much likes you either...
@Hermione28 The clock struck one. All around you, the shadows stirred. The walls moved. You knew you weren't alone. You could feel it. Sense it. Smell it in the air.
She lies there, eyes closed, thin blue veins decorating her translucent skin, her hair splayed out behind her in a ocean of darkness. I hold back a scream as I realise what she's wearing.
#nightdwellers On the graveyard bench After visiting Mum, A sudden chill took my breath - And overhead the cloud Boiled black. Day banished.
-This is a Creepypasta story It's 2:00 AM Peacefully, yet lightly, your sound asleep in your bed. It's the kind of dream that is so good, you can't tell if you're awake or dreaming.
I can feel my pulse climb. Night pulling at my restless eyes. Shining through the morning time. Anxious & awake but I feel asleep. Nipping at my heels, in water to deep.
Bound by ropes of ice and night, Toxin drugged, put up a fight, Wondered how I'd reach the knife, Bit the gag that bound my life.
Nails scratching at the back of your mind. Ripping yourself away. Scratching at the back of your eyes, Until your blind. Blood running through your veins. Heart beating in your chest.
One night, a father and daughter were driving down a deserted road. They were returning home after spending the whole day visiting the girl's mother at the hospital.
Ice sapphire & silver. Chrome shards of glass. Aching through cold veins. Nameless & breathless. Tasteless & painless. Blackout. Reaping the breath from blessed. Edge of all doubt.