Shadow: Intro
Just before going to bed, Jacob realised he had to brush his teeth again.
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Just before going to bed, Jacob realised he had to brush his teeth again.
My rib cage imploded. My bones shattered. And my heart broke. She was gone. Safe... But gone. From this world, and from any other. She was safe now. And I was happy for that.
Life had not been the same for me since Father Roger had passed away. He was perhaps the most influential person I had ever had the blessing to have known. But now he is dead, and I have moved on...
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** I'm 13 so sorry for all the bad punctuation an spelling if you can comment how to it should be in some areas I would be grateful ☺** EVE I lay there on my bed, struggling to keep my eyes open.
The hazy fog of dreaming gradually lifted from Sam as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes and stretched his limbs.
I'm the most selfish person I know. I've become what I can't be. It's like a disease you can't change. The mood swings, the small things that set me off.
His breath fogged the chilled glass door as he leaned against it to have a look outside. Raindrops spiraled down the pane in patterns, clearing it just enough to see his fading reflection.
Ben had to work today, and ended up leaving around 10:00 pm. He was tired and stressed from having to work in the kitchen at the local restaurant all night.
It happens when your alone in your room, for a brief moment all background noise fades away and you hear your named called out by your mother.
'The Collector' A guy who kills off prostitutes to collect certain body pieces. Leaving a small c carved into their flesh. He carefully looks after each part. Ticking off each organ as he gets it.
My eyes snap open, a dark, dense room, i'm lying on the bloodstained floor, freezing, jail. Last I renember, I was being carried away by guards, into the carriage then I must've blacked out.
Rain trickled down the busted windows of the ancient Edwardian buildings in Dark CLoud Avenue.
Daniel woke up long before the sun came up on Christmas morning.
It was a dark,dark night, full of velvety black inky nothingness wrapping your icy limbs and senses in a sinister death shroud.
As I stepped into the avenue ,chills ran up my spine as the crooked shadows twisted around me ,pushing me to go on.
When two minutes feel like a trillion years. And your heart pushes itself up your throat. You couldn't decide what to do... there wasn't enough time to turn your brain on and consider movements.
Adelaide McKenzie stood barefoot, a small dot in the vast countryside. This was her haven, her home. The wind was still a gentle breeze and the sky a fabled shade of amber.
The trees whispered quietly, as if they had a wonderful tale to tell. A girl walked past in long, confident strides, her head held high with a purpose. But upon her face is where our story starts.
I think I'm going to try my hand at writing some creepypasta. It's hard to get inspired, though; I've been reading some creepypasta online and some of it is very good.
The TV flickers on with a buzz as you awake. You find yourself strapped into a leather chair in what seems to be a metal room.
Walking through the dark and gloomy graveyard Kate was surprised to find it peaceful and calm as she wandered along the path.
You are a teenager at home with your parents living in a two story home in a remote area in Iowa.
Nightfall – they are outside. Lights off!.