Don't You Try To Climb It
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Not the pleasantest of stories ahead, just keep that in mind.
Stepping into the unknown, so dark and cold. The creature lies within, you were never told. You walk so far, the dark, pitch black. The monster waiting to attack.
Dressed to impress. But she's all on her own. He follows from a distance. On the path to her home. He moves a little closer. As she moves through the dark. Unavoidable shadows.
• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • August 12, 2014 I run around my room and grab two back packs.
"When was the last time you eat?" asked a worried intern to a tall, thin, emaciated figure huddled in the silver street alleyway.
My body was still achey from the long plane ride. I stretched again, reaching my hands up to the night sky. I yawned, and took my luggage again. Finally, a taxi came.
#beginningline #nightdwellers. Unaware of what lurked. In the darkness ahead. The young girl carried on. Without caution or dread. She had made this very journey. On many occasion.
As I walked towards the end of the dark twisty lane, alone I was, it didn't quite feel the same.. It was late, the horses in the field were silent in their stables, An itch on my neck..
Magnify your focus See I'm the dopest Little geeks try to poke this As my ballon keeps floatin Left a trail of backs broken fly poetry written Watch me as I'm petting kittens As I stand up random...
Dear Jess, You are beautiful. Now my secret is out i thought, it was only right that i could speak to you. I am the prank caller at work, i love to hear your voice.
Last Halloween, I was waiting at my front door, giving out Halloween candy to Trick-Or-Treaters all evening. Some children came alone, some were with adults.
~Not mine~ [5. The Killer in the Backseat] One night a woman went out for drinks with her girlfriends. She left the bar fairly late at night, got in her car and onto the deserted highway.
The cold wind blew as I stepped out into the street The warmth of my home slowly drifting away like a distant memory Where am I heading you may wonder work ,shop,school run .
The following is a story that I had to write for my english class. It is title-less. Feel free to give me ideas, and tips to help my writing technique.
The darkness seeps into my skin, Causing nervous havoc within. Is that foot steps I hear behind me. The cloudy night sky, hides, as I turn and see. Running a few steps, and in the shadows I fold.
A deep, guttural groan reaches my ears, followed immediately by grasping hands and gnashing teeth. Surprisingly powerful jaws snap shut mere inches from my face.
#youngwritersemotion #insanity She cackles in as she sits in the bushes scheming. He laugh, if you could even call it that, rings out into the darkness, a bit like the sound of a dying crow.
The doorbell jangled for what seemed like the hundredth time this evening. I sighed, put down my book and heaved myself out of my armchair.
He watches at night Hiding in shadows Holding his knife Ready to take a life You see his shape,then you don't Sitting on a bench all alone Chills climb your spine He comes from behind Holding...
The moon covered by nighttime fog The distant howling of a restless dog The hollow scream of a helpless man. The disappearing of a dark blue van. Creatures lurking in the dead of night.
#NightDwellers Slender lines of darkness, The city: a silent place, Shadows overtaking, A villain without a face.
#nightdwellers That primal growl fills the streets. We hurry home so death we won't meet. As a horrid creature bubbles through the earth. Long in size, and large in girth.
#youngwritershousehold. The empty swing. At the end of the street. Creaking with the breeze. The dark, dark sky. Lit up by a single light. The eerie mist suffocating the street. This scary scene.
************************************. A Strangers smile. A Strangers charm. My racing heart. From your sudden touch. Warm and protective. Pulling me aside. You press you lips to mine.