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One day I was slowly walking while humming a blissful tune it felt as if something terrible was going to happen. Just after that I arrived at my flat, I pushed the front door of the flat and bang.
Chapter Two Once we arrived at the police station, David cuffed my hands to a table in a dark and dingy room.
#nightdwellers Dark hair Darker eyes...
When I was 12 years old, I had a best friend named Brenda. After school we always went to her house to hang out. She lived in a big house on the edge of town. One day, Brenda didn’t show up for...
That child that stands there through storm and thunder, He's a strange one that arouses many to wonder, He stands at the end whenever he hears the sea, How devoted can a single child be.
#opussdystopia • Chapter II - Ghosts Take us to a place where a fantasy can take shape, Write of frightening tales where we can't wait to escape.
I once found myself sleeping all alone, one night, dusk till dawn, in a deserted old home, big dark damp house in the middle of nowhere, any friendly souls considered rare, The air infested with...
Mystical and graceful, Yet so strong, so powerful. Sneaky whims, haunting spells, Together, questions will dwell. Eerie sights creep in your eyes, Rebellious master of disguise.
The thunder was so loud, it didn't seen real, like a dragon in a dream. Lightning flashed and cracked, too close for anyone's taste. Ferris pulled her blanket around her.
The mirror side of my opuss "I'm Watching". I feel the eyes. follow me here. I feel them puncture. my skin as they stare. And every day. I feel the eyes. I look over shoulder. he must be disguised.
#nightdwellers "Clara let me help you." The words had called to me, in a voice that was unfamiliar and chilling. Then I was back to reality, back in control.
#nightdwellers #beginningline Her heart distorted frantically in the eerie night air, She stood in the darkness, with raven banners for hair.
Greasy black hair, eyes highlighted so dark, different from other girls, she plays her unique part. Always appearing at the end of my dreams, Sad and alone, it always seems.
A quick glimpse before I go out the door, another busy day in store. They smile as I wave goodbye, the small young girl begins to cry.
#myfavouriterepost (with a new verse) #lazyleelee Sitting at the roadside What's this that I can see A preacher dressed in black And he's beckoning to me He said.
We were married in the spring of 1952, we were called the perfect couple, the inseparable two.
Something happened; it happened just before I reached here… I can’t remember quite, what.
Every morning around 2:00 am, my closet door opens wide, messages from the man inside, of occurrences on the other side.
My eyes snapped wide open at the sound of my creaking door. I could feel it… I could feel them. They were back. “I’m scared.” I silently whispered into the air as my heart began racing.
Luckily, it was Jane. She chucked a bag at me. "I donated your hair today at lunch. The lady said ou could take something free for donating so much.
Ghost Town - Story All was still and quiet in the frigid town that had no name. White, fluffy snow had just fallen, leaving the ground, hilltops, and houses covered in a blanket of white.
James wandered through the dark, cold woods, off in his own world. He always loved the woods.. It was so quiet... And peaceful. He stared up at the beautiful moon, shining on his face.
She comes at night, excited to see my face, her cloths stained red, her skin cold as the dead.
I slowly unroll form my ball of heat and close my eyes and slowly follow the sound of sorrow, my eyes are closed because the fog is so thick if a car was barreling at me I wouldn't know it, when I...