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Darren felt his jaws being forced open but as he reached out to stop it, he realised that there was nothing physical causing it.
13+ for language There was a little girl who really loved dolls. She had a big collection of them in her bedroom.
The gates of hell beckoned me forward. My tight, white dress hugging my form as the restless werewolves at my back sent rumbling growls through the very rock beneath my feet.
#nightdwellers @Diddles paranormal Nobody has lived here since that fateful night The screams from the bedroom still haunt those who knew Tick tock tick tock from the same clock Echoing in the...
Yūrei Pt.1 Ch.1 Darkness The light is fading quickly, soon it will be too dark to see, too dark to see this world, at least. But not too dark for the other one, never too dark for the other one.
#nightdwellers. Something moves in. the shadows of the dark,. Silently watching,. Hunting like a shark,. The driftwood burns,. Under satin skies,. On the wind, you hear,. Those bloodthirsty cries,.
Witches, Demons, Killers, Leave us for dead, Presence of evil within us, Captured in a web, Potions, Cauldrons, Spells, Being who we're not, Trapped your lair we dwell, What do you want.
My chair lives On a diet of time He tempts you into His arms, coloured lime He has many methods Of catching his prey All of them deadly, And devious, I'll say His habitat is A dark corner in my...
#nightdwellers In the depths of the Mayan pyramid a mystery unfolds. Such horrors you've never seen or even been told. Every full moon the high priestess Awakes from her sleep.
4. Dark #100days Part 2 "Hey, wake up!" Someone had their hands on my shoulders, shaking me viciously.
Sparkled wings, magic wand. Simplicity sings. As the sun dawns. Stretching arms with a yawn. Suddenly realizing your bottom tooth is gone Searching the bed finding it hidden. Under your head.
One day steve went to his apartment and he hasn't played his wii for a long time so He played super smash bros. a lot of strange things have happened in his apartment for the past few weeks.
The door was grand; there was no doubt about that. It was made of polished oak, with intricate patterns carved into it's smooth surface.
Trapped in time, distorted Can't tell lies from the truth What's real, and what is fiction It all seems so abstruse Caught inside a story That's shifting as I go Unraveling events That spin out of...
Nothing happened. No strange noises, no movements and no hallucinations. Darren was getting frustrated. "its got to have something to do with this place" he thought.
A little girl opened the door to her parents bedroom in the middle of the night. "Daddy, I had a bad dream" she said. Her father blinked his eyes and sat up in bed, leaning on his elbows.
Eyes popped out from no where in the gloomy forest. As a wild horse muttering to itself trotted along the dead crunching leaves, breaking like bones when touched.
Darren had called his Mum twice a week since he'd moved in to his own house. It was never a great relationship, his dad had died when he was very young.
The Boy was a happy little thing Singsongy voice that always rings But lately somethings been bothering him Spreading goosebumps on every limb "Hello," his shadow screeched evily, all dark "Hello!"...
Magic has always enticed me. I've grown up with it. The complex that you can weave a story, delay the reaction, trap the mind--sometimes you might even start believing your own lies.
Short but 'get-to-the-point' story * Jane begged her mother for a puppy, eventually, her mother gave in to the situation and promised her little girl that they will go out the next day - puppy...
Banging hard on the door of the upstairs flat, Ben blinked the sleep out of his eyes. They were so noisy, that in the last two weeks, he had around four hours sleep.
Darren lay there unbelievably calm considering the terror what had passed before him.
It hit him like a rock, there was nothing he could do, nowhere he could run, no one to hear him if he screamed. He knew it and so did the entity inside his room.