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(2nd in The Fourth series!) A man walked into his large mansion on Caine street, where all the rich people lived. A new person had just moved into the small neighborhood, right next store.
That sound again the rustic ticking, the sound of tortured clockwork.
To everyone who has read my riddle. I opened the door and saw that the key which belonged to my sister was in the lock but I had the chain in so she couldn't get in.
School life had never suited me, and that's why the care home arranged a private tutor for myself. I learnt a lot, but not enough of what I REALLY wanted to learn.
The night was dark and stormy, and four high schoolers walked with unease."I-I don't know about this Brian." A small teenager in a small cheerleading uniform whispered to her, big, jock boyfriend.
A mother and farther are going out for lovely meal and hire a babysitter ( she was so dum)it was bedtime so she took the children to their bedroom to go to bed .
There was a young girl named Katja who lived with her mother and grandmother in a small town in Russia. One day, she was walking home from school. Somewhere along the way, she lost her gloves.
The Door Chain is a scary riddle about a young man who stays in his sister’s apartment one night. See if you can figure out the solution to this riddle.
The House of Mirrors is a creepy true story about an abandoned mansion in Cadiz, Spain that is said to be haunted by the ghost of a girl who was murdered by her own mother.
The last person on earth sits alone in a room. There's a knock on the door..
Heavy rain pelted against the window of Alec’s beat-up car as he squinted against the gloom that was being feebly illuminated by the aged headlights.
If anything about Damien was certain, it was that you couldn’t trust him with anything. His lies, his big mouth, and his all-around shady character drove everyone away.
There was a shuffling sound. Shelby’s closet door creaked open. ”Oh Dear God” she whispered. She was terrified of what would happen next. That’s when she woke up. She scrambled to the lamp.
Ken was uncertain how long he had hung mounted on the wall as a hunter's trophy; perhaps it had been for only minutes, perhaps decades.
Ok, so this is my attempt at a scene setter for a gothic story, hope you like it. If you do please tell me and I might write a full gothic story.
Ok, so this is my attempt at a scene setter for a gothic story, hope you like it. If you do please tell me and I might write a full gothic story. .
Today, if you are traveling in Mexico, between the city of Toluca and the town of Ixtapan de la Sal, there is a lovely highway that makes the journey quick and easy.
Rhea Matthews was a quiet little girl.She was shy,and didn't enjoy many things in life.But one thing she did enjoy,was going to visit Mrs Green-she visited every day.Rhea was about to set off on her...
Life slips from me as I breathe my last breath, the breath that you have stolen from me. Taking me from the world I lived in, and killing me.
A boy who got a summer job working in a cemetery.
My head was spinning, my mouth was dry, and to top it all off, I was naked. My clothes were nowhere to be seen- well nowhere that I could see. My eyes too seemed distant and painful to open.
And he stared at me; and I stared back into those mezmorising eyes. By now I was on my knees, dirt clinging to the scuffs and grazes on my bare legs.
I left them all behind. I left my mother behind, and I left my father behind. It was just me now, alone in the wide world that has come to be known as earth. But I seeked more than the Earth.
This is an incredibly short story I wrote for my A-Level Literature course and like the majority of my poetry it has resurfaced lately...