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Chapter Ten. Was it. Wasn't it. It looked like her. The short curly brown-grey hair. The oversized glasses perched on the tip of her nose. Her locket neckless, that no one knew what was inside.
A man walked into the pub. It was busy and moving, every person jammed next to the other. In a corner three men were playing cards, one poorly hiding an ace.
When I was young, my family used to visit my cousin’s house quite regularly.
Brizo Kendall. Deep red eyes,short spiked black hair, purple nose ring and dead.
This horrifying horror story all started when I was 7 years old.
You may if heard of this but here it is: Susan and Ned were driving through a wooded empty section of highway. Lightning flashed, thunder roared, the sky went dark in the torrential downpour.
I was about 13 when this happened to me. My mom used to work at this big office building. It was late, and we were the only ones in the building. I was sitting at my mom's desk.
This review is crossposted from http://blog.dave.io --- My Netflix subscription allows me to select from a vast quantity of straight-to-video turkeys, mostly low-budget horror flicks, to act as...
Ever since I moved into my own room, strange things have been happening. At first, I loved my room.
What started out as a seemingly ordinary thriller interspersed with a somewhat plodding coming of age story soon blows up into an impending apocalypse between malicious earthbound spirits in...
She made me sign literally 600 papers, and she read 100 rules and terms of use. It took a week, but she finally pocketed her pen and gave me a little glowing ball.
I want to see myself from others eyes. Do they hate me as much as I hate myself. Do they despise me. Do they abhor the ugliness in my heart like I do. It was a warm October day.