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Chapter 5 'Bernard' picks up my see-through box, and takes me to the 'Examination Room'. It's a large room with loads of shelves, all the up to the ceiling.
As requested, here's the rest of the flash fiction extract (Piece In Progress) from my gothic literature essay: It lie there before me, seemingly lifeless, the body of this creature of whom I had so...
#werewolf #pastthedeadlinebutithoughtidwriteitanyway. Eyes yellow after turning. Upon a full moon his blood starts burning. Fangs just like a vampire. Except this beast don't need to sire.
Being Hallowe'en I thought I'd get myself a lass One I didn't need to drug with a modicum of class No candidate came forth so I checked within my feed And I scoured all of Opussia for the body parts...
They always thought I was a tad strange They missed the part, mad and deranged My elusive sane self has something to confide I've pickled some of my fave fellas in formaldehyde They really are...
The full moon came and I started to turn. An excruciating pain was running through my body. Blood pumped in my veins and my head started to pound. I screamed in pain and exhaustion.
His creations were nearly complete He smiled as he continued singing "The knee bone connects to the thigh bone" Those voices in his crazed head kept ringing The basement was damp and dark Rusted...
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.
I looked around. I couldn't quite make out where I was because I was surrounded by darkness. I could feel the could hard concrete press underneath my palms as I set up.
Bound and gagged,. Tied at the wrists,. Covered in boils,. And oozing cysts,. A heart, kidnapped,. Held in a trap,. Beating on one side,. A lonely handicap,. Found in the dark,.
Black. White. Red. Colours of a joke he recalled, but now there was no laughter, only his own screams as he ran, ran forever through the Hell he'd fallen into. No way out, no way back.
Crack Crack Crack The mirror begins to crack, all around my hand, I stare in horror as the flowers around it begin to die, they wither and curl.
Fallen deities calm open water with whispers. Angelic helpers bring fire in zinc buckets. The flames douse the water and flare up. Schools of fish swim away into the fiery deep.
My name is Amanda whoplimg and this is my story about the weirdest week and a half of my life, I'm only fourteen years old but I don't think I will ever have another experience like this in fact I...
A skinny finger without flesh,. Tears through my weak skin,. And while this a quiet rest,. Should come right in,. I guess I'm going crazy,. Day after insane day,. I'm seeing a bone tree,.
Black buttons. sewn into my eyes,. Standing in the mirror,. Stitching a smile. over my lips,. Fingernails my. sewing needles,. Hair in strings of thread,. Operating on cloth skin,.
She ran her fingers down his spine. Making him shiver, so she took her time. Running her hands up into his hair. Pulling his head down so he could stare. Into her eyes. They were full of lies.
Part 2 The nurse from earlier, Ingrid, takes my hand and lifts me up. I don't object, too tired to save my own life. I was born here, I will die here. That's the way life is.
Igloo Man was outside of his comfort zone which was outside of his igloo. He was suffering from hypothermia and needed to have a piss desperately.
Take my advice, never eat moldy cheese, It'll get to you before you can sneeze, And cut through your sanity like a knife, Before you know, before your eyes is flashing by your life.
Breath in. Breath out. Breath in. Breath out. Push. Commands I gave myself, obeying each one as it popped into my head. Push Aisha, PUSH. Breath Aisha. Push again. AISHA. PUSH.
Joshua flickered between forms. Wolf. Human. Wolf. Human. Wolf. The whitecoats had given him a shot, and the shifting wouldn't stop. His energy was burning up, and he was trembling with exertion.
Translucent wax skin, Candle wicks for eyes, Burning flames brightly lit, Small flames burning away, Flickering with every foots sway, Dripping wax tears down a melting face, Wrapped in red...
'Inmate 24B96X Female Born in captivity, 24/06/23 Classification X34T90' I never knew my mother. They killed her as soon as I was born.