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"Ivy had pale skin, ginger plaits sliding down to her gentle feet, big bright beautiful blazing blue eyes. She sang, she laughed, she danced." I read.
"Ivy had pale skin, ginger plaits sliding down to her gentle feet, big bright beautiful blazing blue eyes. She sang, she laughed, she danced." I read.
Toby, Lucia and Margot Three ordinary kids. Well if only "mom like why do you like have to send us away like this???" asked Margot grumpy. "yeh like OMG.
Once upon a time there was a cow called Daisy. Now, it's very important that you know Daisy had a very rare disease called vampire clinicalism, more commonly know as Renfield Syndrome.
The year was 1926, a time when kids played in streets, sang songs, and the time of the murders at the sweet young town of Rainham.
They are young, refined gentlemen. They are the stealers of dreams, and the creatures of nightmares. They are only ever seen at night, and rumours are told of the sunlight burning their skin..
This is an old one you've probably heard, for best scares read in a dark room. Alone. So here it is.
I woke up to the feeling of a cold blade on my neck. I timidly opened my eyes, only to see that there was nothing there. Shaking it off, I made myself a bowl of cornflakes with sugar.
Mellie scooped up her little sibling Lou Lou and they went out the front door. Joey was already outside, still in his pajamas.
Sitting in this uneventful room, the plain four walls closing in on me. Cards. Chocolates. Flowers. For what.
In the dark, still of the night, an eerie back street store stands alone. A dim light peers through the store's tiny frosted window pane. The light seems welcoming in such a cold and dismal place.
Paranormal agent James Takata of the Talamasca followed his subject undetected, smelling his lupine blood amidst the hundred other scents that flooded the streets of Soho in the rain.
Seriously, no. Was that me. No. Yes. Why. I don't think I could. But... She only shoved me. Slightly. Hardly. Nearly. Kind of. But now she's gone. Her diligent, warm, soft fingers are now frozen. Icy.
As the shards of glass began to enter his body, the transparent razors slicing through his flesh, he knew he had made a huge mistake..
The last man on earth, heard a knock at the door..
Gina ran full pelt up the lane that lead from the wasteground to her back gate, rammed it open with both arms outstretched and hid behind the shed, catching a thread from her cheesecloth smock on the...
Starvation affects both the body and the mind, causing higher-level functions to be shut down as an organism reverts to more primitive modes in an effort to survive.
"I didn't do it!" A young woman resembling a majestical wolf howled at the court judge. He looked at her, the disbelief shown in his eyes. "Miss W.
Darkness, consuming the light, devouring it, hiding it. It engulfs me, covers me, swallows me. I am smothered with it, unable to escape it.
All is forgotten in the stone halls of the dead. These are the rooms of ruin where the spiders spin and the great circuits fall quiet; one by one.. ~Stephen King -The Dark Tower.
The room was stunning filled with Lilly's old furniture. She trotted across it and plopped down on her bed. Silky green covers pulled Lilly in to them, and her eyes shut willingly.
Anger, sadness, desperation I feel them all right now, burning through me. Burning out my thoughts, burning out my sense of reality. So I do the unthinkable. I kill her. Murder her. Destroy her.
Melanie lifted the beautiful blue eyed baby from her green and yellow car seat, and swung her upward to see the perfect child's face.
Afternoon sunlight streamed through the window, pouring it's warmth into my dreams. I groggily sat up, pushing my hair out of my eyes. My boyfriend was still fast asleep next to me.