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To @lottiepenguin One day I was babysitting my friends kids. We watched tv and then I sent the kids to bed then I continued watching tv.
One eye opened.Dempsey's.He could smell the foul black smoke and the blood.The heat of the fire, he could feel all over.And the sound of grunting and groaning, he could hear all around."Agh. My legs.
It had been almost a year since Darren had last seen it. In August 2011, Darren had decided that the only way to escape was to leave his home and start his life again somewhere else.
I didn't want to do this, but Everose forced me to. She said I had to write down every detail of my life, and whatever hurt me. this is the story of my life, and worst of all, the death of my sister.
Shadows creeping. Drawing nearer. Walls seeping. We all fear her. Souls lost. Innocence spoiled. Windows frost. Carpets soiled. Every night. She brings us out. Edge of sight. Lingering doubt.
Upon a hill there was a lone brick Well. It was steeped in folklore, many would tell. How it was cursed and was a damned place. Folks steered clear, only walked by in haste.
"What the hell?!" I screamed. There was skeletons,spiderwebs,knives, and blood everywhere. This wasn't a normal dance club. It wasn't even close to Halloween. This was so weird.
#nightdwellers Like a slave to the moon and blood. I yawned and yapped, and opened my little mouth wide and tried to howl at the silver moon.
It is my first night. Alone in this house. Everything's quiet. Even the mouse. The house is so silent. It gives me a chill. As I stay here. The house on the hill. The windows are open.
Lit by light of candle, I sit alone tonight, In my darkened room, Awaiting morning light. The rain is thundering, Against my window glass, And I sit cowering, Hoping it will pass.
#nightdwellers Ever met someone So strange that You want to hide Or take a closer look. This guy at a bar Speaks to me through Morose, Monday beers And says, quietly: "Cheer up, boy.
#100 days 3 and 4 The light of stars we captured, caught in jars of glass, because the stolen starlight, our candles did surpass.
#household. They rolled back the carpet. To see what lay underneath. To their puzzlement. An old trap door was hidden beneath. Looking at each other. They tried the rusty latch.
Black clouds cover darkened skies, Overhead, the spirits fly, Mocking, taunting, in silent wait, This cursed dream is my soul's bait.
It was a beautiful sunny spring morning on that fateful day She decided to take her faithful dog Max for a walk, clear a few cobwebs away She decided to go to a little known walk called Dark Lane...
A continuation of the story written by @smellfingers, @misslittleDHP @naaviie @MrAlex and me.
In the cupboard I hide all my nightmares, In the cupboard I hide what I most fear. I cannot open that cupboard, Unless I wish death on myself, Monsters lurking inside...
Collaboration with @smellyfingers @sjw @naaviie @MrAlex CHAPTER 13 Beginning of the end Mickey and Derek decide to visit Jacobs mum, she was crucial to the next part of their plan.
I was trying to scream. I couldn't. I don't know why. It was like there was a force holding me back.
Let's see how you like it, How you like being scared, How you like things going thump in the night, How you like my noise being heard, How you like a clanging at your door, How you like to be...
On a dark, deserted back road That's where my story is first told Traveling, but lost on a map That's where my car hit a mishap My check engine light came on " Now,...
From Shaun, This all started one very normal night. No clouds in sight and stars as far as the eye could see.
For @Naaviie The tall man strolled down the narrow, winding path. Gravestones past be on either side. He was cloaked in shadows. The very darkness of the graveyard surrounded him.
Alone it sits on Dreary Lane, Decrepit and crumbling, Abandoned and forgotten, Foundations all a-rumbling.