01 Jun, 2014 06:09 PM
I woke to green light and purple shadows. The air was heavy and humid, wrapping around me like a blanket. A faint buzzing irritated my ears. Fear gripped me. They would be coming soon. Coming with their sharp silver instruments and whispered promises that they were "just trying to fix you. It'll be over soon." Ignoring my screams. Looking down on me with painted smiles. I close my hand around the glass shard. Not today.
They come on time, painted smiles bright red today. Their eyes flash, mine gleam and red drips down my face. Taking a life leaves me buzzing wit adrenaline. I turn. I run. I am free.
Years of imprisonment in my own mind, in my own body, cannot prepare me for the absolute bliss, the euphoria that comes with the stretching of my muscles, the lengthening of my breath. I am hypnotized by the pounding of... [Read More]
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Fear,
Escape,
DeathVotes: 1215763
13 Apr, 2014 06:25 PM
Honestly, Julia didn't want to go to this party. It would be boring, dull, a waste of a perfect afternoon. But Eric wanted to go and he wouldn't be happy if she stayed behind.
They arrived somewhere after twelve. The venue was an old house, small and neat.
"It's beautiful!" Julia breathed, clutching Eric's hand tightly in her own.
He laughed. "And you wanted to stay home!"
Soon, though, every guest was bored out of their mind. Beauty does not keep a mind from straying, becoming idle, and the initial effect of the house disappeared fast. Smoke in the wind. The host quickly came up wtih an idea. "A game of hide-and-seek!"
The game began. Julia rushed about frantically, trying to find a place to hide. There! The attic! No one would think to look for her there!
The attic was clean and well kept. A wardrobe, a desk, a... [Read More]
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Trapped,
Panic,
Desperation,
TerrorVotes: 914714
11 Feb, 2014 08:17 PM
She used to be trapped inside of herself, the past demons cornering her into the alley of darkness hidden deep in the perception of her psyche. She fought the demons, as they surrounded her trying to suppress her and destroy her with the false illusion of her past becoming her reality again. This is what she saw every time she looked in the mirror. She never looked at the girl in the reflection staring back at her. Her focus never seemed to pertain to the aspects of her mortal body. What her attention was zoned on was beyond the flesh and blood of the girl poised in the mirror. She was in her soul that is where she was every time the mirror forced her to look upon the eyes of her being. Perhaps this is where the origin of her new self stemmed from, beginning with the reflections of... [Read More]
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Past Demons,
DemonVotes: 313297
11 Feb, 2014 08:05 PM
Who is Existence? What has this goddess done for us? Where did she originate form? What is the amazing story of her legend? To answer these questions we would have to travel back through the stardust before Space and Time. Before breathing and bleeding was even a thought. Or perhaps before thought was thought. We would have to travel back to the very beginning. To the birth of Existence.
This was when the universe was fresh and black. It looked like a blank piece of construction paper, well almost blank. It would have been empty, except for the tiny speckles of atoms and particles dancing around the blackness, glinting silver. These are known as the universe originals. Back then, they were the only movement in the universe. There had been quite a few of the originals, but out of them all, only two had a child. It seems that it... [Read More]
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MythsVotes: 28339
28 Dec, 2013 01:18 PM
You just moved into your new apartment, in a very big city. After a year of this life, you have almost given up hope of making any friends; be it at work or any other means. Every time you get close to someone and show the real you they recoil in fear or think you weird. You feel very lonely. After looking for a peaceful place to spend your time, you find a quiet diner on the outskirts of town. It may be small and dingy but it is homey. The waitress is very attractive. Also, she seems to be the only employee there, ever. You never see anyone else eat there either, ever. The place is perfect for you. Secluded and someone willing to acknowledge you.
The more you visit the more you acquaint yourself with the Waitress. You become close, you've made your only friend. Making love to... [Read More]
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Murder,
Insanity,
SuspenseVotes: 1015520
11 Oct, 2013 07:59 PM
Roses upon ones lips, hands on her hips. Saline closes her eyes and sees nothing but the death of her love ones. Blood in every hand, tears in every eye. There was nowhere to either run or hide the pain from coming on the outside of her breathless heart. She could scream but no one would be able to hear her cries.
As the dark angels fill the night with darkness and sadness, Saline lays in her bed praying for a god to save her for the nightmare that ends her dreams of life. “Why am I here? Where is my savior the one to take all my pain from my dying heart?” Saline prays to the stars above the sky. As tears fall from her eyes she lays down her head and closes her eyes. With no sound of cries Saline falls asleep.
*** ………..
Birds’ singing of a... [Read More]
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Death,
Blood,
ScreamVotes: 515260
26 Sep, 2013 03:20 PM
The Squire's Ghost
Perhaps the truth is better left untold, it could haunt you for the rest of your life...but I shall tell it anyway!
A young man has been seen to wander around these parts. He keeps himself to himself and never seems to bother anyone. His favourite haunt, (if haunt be the word most appropriate), seems to be by the pond at the south end of the estate. People have heard splashing there when the water has been calm and no one else is around. Many say it's the ghost of Jenny, a girl of about 16 years who drowned there at the turn of the 20th century. The young man, who goes by the name of Thomas, is well known to the locals. He is the son of one of the more regarded parishioners. His father is none other than the Reverened James Morris, minister to the... [Read More]
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Ghosts,
Tragedy,
Return,
Dark WorldVotes: 2918896
13 Sep, 2013 04:42 PM
Chapter 1
In the corner curled into a ball. I cry alone and alone only, no one there but myself. I look up and all I see is the color black. I look up into this darkness. This scary, cold, thick, condensed air. All around me is darkness. Scared and alone, I wonder why I'm here and that I want out of here but yet I feel.....at home in the dark. Maybe there is more to my dark side then I realized. I put my head back down into my arms and knees. I sit on the floor as quietly as possible. I listen to the sounds that I hear. I close my eyes and focus hard on what I want to hear. I sit and I wait and wait and wait. I start drifting off into a sleep. And my head hits the floor as I have fallen from... [Read More]
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Sad,
Depression,
Scary,
Darkness,
Fear,
Evil,
DemonVotes: 626429
18 Aug, 2013 08:53 AM
My mom says you shouldn't hate anyone. You should always love regardless of how that person 'is'. But I couldn't help it. Holding that gun to his face and him mirroring my actions felt so good! I smiled when the look of desperation flashed in his eyes.
'Almost like a deer in the headlights.' I laughed.
"Why? I love you." He says.
"I love you too. But at the same time I hate you more then anything." My emotionless eyes boor into his.
I've always hated him. Somewhere deep down I knew this would happen. I knew we would be the end of each other. Such a perfect.. Finish. He doesn't want to kill me. Oh, but I want to kill him. And if he killed me it would just make this even better. I smiled at him. I know he knows. He looks beautiful..
His blond hair stick on... [Read More]
Tags:
Death,
Suicide,
Love,
Leave,
Murder,
Gun,
Hate,
GraphicVotes: 935817
11 Aug, 2013 01:48 PM
May 22,2008
Dear Diary,
I think it's odd for a 16 year old to have a diary, it's kind of childish to me. But my parents bought it for me to keep track of what I'm doing. By the way, I'm Sarah. I moved to Montana from New York. But I don't like it here. I don't think the kids like me either. They bully me and call me rude names. It's almost Summer though. School will be out and I get to visit my old friends. I miss them a lot. Anyway,it's late, I should get to bed.
May 24,2008
Dear diary,
The kids at my school keep calling me fat, ugly, and that I should have never came here. I'm starting to believe them. My parents keep saying that it's not true, and that I should ignore them. But it's easier said then done,you know? Anyway I should... [Read More]
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Horror,
Ghost,
Tragic,
Death,
Diary,
Bullied,
Dark WorldVotes: 028946
