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-Not something I world recommend reading to young children, the ending is a bit 'dark' in tone and will likely upset some adults too.
Banging on the door Knock Knock Knock Even more The monotonous tone in my head Who's knocking.
Maia switched off the tv and bounced upstairs. Her parents had gone out, so she was home alone. Most of the lights were on upstairs, her bed room light was not on.
Name: Imogen Reed Hair Colour: Blondy-Brown Eye Colour: Deep Green D.O.B: 24•12•93 Age: 19 Nationality: British/Irish Style: Jeans & T-Shirt Fave Food: Sushi Fave Colour: Black Bed: Queen-sized Wall...
Lily just moved into a new home it is really old ."A huge house.
Hunched in the corner of my room, alone and afraid, screams of terror echo in the hall, the feeding frenzy at nightfall.
When I saw the beast walking away a wave of delight showered over me. So I begun my walk towards my town with a grin on my face.
There's something in my wardrobe, Of that I am quite sure, At night I hear its pitter-patter Footsteps on the floor.
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.
~ sorry this chapter is so late, so I made it quite long, please comment and like and tell me if I could do anything to improve. Thank you~ I turned sharply at the sound of a scream.
Fog at your window Tap tap tapping All night long Happily you'd surrender If sleep was at your door Your stomach growls with hunger Do you venture downstairs.
That week flew by fast. Friday was here before I knew it. It was almost as if it'd had snuck up on us.
I burst through the bed room door to find Octavius sitting up, curled up with his knees tucked up close to his chest. He was rocking back and forth crying.
#colour I'm orange inside and out, your insanity I'll make you doubt. Sharp razor teeth, and terror I bequeath. Empty hollow eyes, makes the fear in you rise.
12. It has always been my unlucky number. I'm a great soccer player, really I am, but when my number was twelve, I was awful. Missed every goal, overshot every pass, just plain horrible.
@misslittleDHP Beware the Kim of Straggly Snare, She lives next door to wicked Clair, If she finds you, you'll get a scare, She has Medusa's head of hair.
#nightdwellers There is a man with a million jars. Stacked on shelves as high as the stars. Some contain happiness, filled with hope. Others are depressing, sealed with rope.
Someone's watching. I can feel it. Someone's snooping. I can hear it. Someone's listening. I can see it. Eyes black as night. Shows no emotion. Skin a pale ivory. Never seen the sun.
#youngwritershousehold There was once a Dark Witch that lurked in the horror filled woods, she cackled at her evil plan waiting to emerge.
The cat (or what used to be her cat) was pinned to the ceiling by its ears. It's stomach dangled all the way to the bath. Blood dripped and dripped and dripped into the bath.
#nightdwellers Hang on, mate... Someone just knocked At my door. No - I'll stay on the phone... Bloody lock is stiff again. Only a prank caller. Yup.There was no-one there. Yeh..
I dropped the note and the sharp edge resulted in a paper cut. Sucking the sweet blood off my finger, I turned over to look at the time. 00:00.
Around a camp fire tales are told, Urban Legends don't have to be old. A presence is watching from deep within Feeding off stories of passion and sin.
Part I They gathered their trappings, these five men at arms. They donned their armour, engraved with charms. Their cause was worthy, and so they went, to slay a woman, from Hell she was sent.