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Little Girl (part 1) "You coming?" John, my best friend asked. We had stayed late after school so I could have time to clean my locker. We went to an all boys school. No girls allowed.
#nightdwellers #beginingline #sjw Inspired by H.P. Lovecraft's story "The Outsider" I stood frozen, facing the old, ornate mirror and too scared to open my eyes.
Part 3.....contains swear words I have in my grip this warm arm, the realisation that it's an arm suddenly hits me and I drop it with such force that it hits the side of the wooden bed.
#nightdwellers #beginningline I was stood frozen, facing the old ornate mirror, and too scared to open my eyes... That night had been a dark night, but it definitely wasn't stormy.
27/22/12 It was a mistake, going to Sarah's house. I'm never going back.
The story follows a final year british student during the worst week of his life.
Part 2 The head is just like a sleeping person on a bed of compost. It is the head of a man. He looks clean shaven and literally looks as though he is merely sleeping.
The waves crash against the side of the house. A lone, solitary place. With just the sea for company. As I step out the car, the house takes my breath away, it is a commanding piece of architecture.
25/11/12 Sarah was, to be honest, one of those people I only ended up being friends with because we worked together - we would never have picked each other out of a crowd, but circumstances forced...
Slowly I grabbed hold of the creaky door handle, I pulled it and suddenly a tall figure was sprinting away from me.
He couldn't believe what his eyes were seeing. Blood, splattered all over the wretched walls. Filth covered the floor, broken glass was everywhere. What had happened here.
I'm panicking. I know I am. I can feel the panic welling up inside of me. My breaths are coming in so fast, I worry I might hyperventilate.
24/11/12 It was just a bit of harmless, creepy fun when it all started. Reading this blog, you're probably thinking exactly like I did back then, that it's just a story, a harmless hoax. A joke.
23/11/12 The more you think about him, the closer he gets. Your fear, your thoughts, they make him manifest.
Every time you exhale, a bit of your soul escapes. Luckily, you almost always inhale it back before anyone else gets it. Ever fog up a mirror with your breath. Don't do that..
You know those nights when you can't sleep. The ones where you think of every scary thing possible. The ones where you try to sleep by going under the covers thinking you're safe.
22/11/12 I've started this blog as a last resort. In case the worst happens. So people will know why I've disappeared. I don't know what else to do except keep a record of everything that's happened.
The monsters stumble over the remains of my father, all their eyes focused on me as I run for the back door.
The door to our house rattles on its hinges as they slam their bodies against it. The windows of our home crack beneath the force of their swings, blood smearing the glass as it slowly breaks.
John and Susan were expecting a baby. Unfortunately, it turned out to be a Velociraptor. It was no wonder that the doctor who performed the prenatal ultrasound appeared perplexed.
Mica's POV 1/8/12 Here I am. Living in a house of my own and... something comes an mucks it up for me. I'd tried calling my sister Harper but she never picked up.
Lately, weird things have been happening in the house. Well, I must say, it's not like as if it's new to me. It happened when I was eight. My sisters and I were... terrorised.
I followed my victim. She looked about 12,13 and had quite long brown hair that went straight down her back and eyes that were intriguing misty dark brown with green flecks that made her seem...
I watched as the girl walked right past me. Not noticing me. I grinned. She was my next victim .........