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I prowled the cage, snarling at any whitecoat who dared approach. Two tongues of saliva dripped from my upper fangs, adding, I'm sure, to my ferocious appearance.
There was a scary fairy Was her name Mary. She wore a black tutu Or was her name Lulu.
It was cold - mercilessly cold - inside the tank. My bare flesh was spotted with goosebumps and my tail flickered and shook in the water.
I'd been shaking for so long, it no longer felt as though every breath was a trial. I had grown accustomed to the unnatural high-speed lope of my heartbeat.
#nightdwellers Slowly, ever so, dark as gem, The night falls down upon my face, Its onyx bittersweet sharp liquid, Gushes down my throat, like lace.
Offer me your flesh to rip and tear. Subjugate free will and crawl to my lair. Think of me while you offer your prayer. Willingly walk to me and beyond despair.
When I awoke, the green digital clock beside me displayed 00:00. It was exactly midnight. Midnight is sleep time, I told myself, as I drifted of back to sleep, unaware of my unfamiliar surroundings.
#nightdwellers #werewolves Dandelion puff moon, Surely you have come too soon. I wish like the puff I could blow you away. So my body won't have to betray.
#Household #Mirror Can it be me. In that reflection. Staring with those eyes. Are those my lips. My hair, my face. Staring with surprise. Am I so pale. Yet dark with cold. Do I shake that much.
#terror #nightdweller Awake after decades Asleep in the earth, Screeching in flight Ragged and stinking Flesh flayed and hungry Mottled claws raised Tongue yearns for gore A throat thirsts for...
#emotion. #nightdwellers It grips you by the throat and pins you to the bed. It's eyes gloat filling your core with dread. Paralysed with fear the Beast takes control.
Part 11: *Kenny's POV* I laid on the bed with my eyes forced closed but noises came from in front of me. My eyes wouldn't open but I gave it all I had.
#household She saw her face on the window pane, faded, ghostly. If she focused hard enough, she could see the outside world, frosted, dark grey and raining smoke orange leaves.
Inside my chest is a cavity, There is no heart to beat, Just a scar, an unhealed wound, Without movement, life or heat.
A mosquito has bitten me, Its really starting to itch, And I know I shouldnt scratch it, But I really cant resist.
Day 3 the turtle had burning red eyes that looked into your soul but it was still kinda cute as it licked my pale feet.Day 4 I felt totally better since the bite but the hologram man popped up again...
He woke up feeling queazy, he woke up feeling strange. He felt somewhat uneasy, he could feel some kind of change. Where was this he'd awoken, because he wasn't in his bed.
Becca come in here a spider is on my wall" ."ugh shut up Lizzy it's just a little spider. So of course my big sister Becca killed it as usual.
She stares the reflection, her face a stony, emotionless mask. Her pale skin is stretched tightly over her hollow cheekbones, her skeletal face pinched and sharp.
There is a story about a young boy who was leaving school one evening when he heard a noise behind him. Looking back, he saw a beautiful girl sitting at a window.
Since joining this superb and unique community I have noticed some changes in my life. Some are mysterious, some are a little odd. Here they are. 1.
Look Down At My Hands, Red and raw skin, Peeling off in strands, A laughing magpie out of sight, Cackling, in a moon so bright, The blood seeks to mend, Cuts left by a special friend, Living in that...
It had been a strange day, I'd been feeling I couldn't trust anyone, or believe anything they said. I wanted to get away from everything, I was overwhelmed.
Thoughts are at bay As he lies on his back Eyes closed and at peace With the world as he drifts off to sleep His skin is warmed By the rays of a bright star His skin begins to glow red He'll soon...