27 Dec, 2012 10:26 AM
As we sit here, I start to see things another way than I did before. I hope that telling you this will at least bring me some kind of peace inside. What I feel right now is only remorse and anger and it is disturbing to me. Do you understand what I mean? It really hurts inside of me, but I know that I need to get it out at some point - To start feeling whole again. I don’t want to be a prisoner in my own life again.
When I am thinking back at my life, there are a few things that scare me a lot. One of them was how I felt seeing the horror my brother was going through at a young age. He is not much younger than me and we are a lot alike in nature. All the harmony changed a lot in the... [Read More]
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Evil,
Dark,
Family,
Death,
Murder,
Suicide,
ScaryVotes: 2030167
12 Apr, 2017 02:52 PM
The dream was too vivid to even know it was a dream. The setting took place at a garden party where the food and people were satisfying. Two gentlemen, Jasper and Frank, nestled among a group of wealthy citizens. Till all of a sudden a rumour began to spread across the room. Jessabelle was invited to the party. Jessabelle was on her way. Due to the stories Jasper heard about her, he wasn’t quite fond of meeting her. A hush came among the people as he shifted his eyes to see a young tall gorgeous woman standing in the doorway. She was greeting the host and walked around the room. She looked normal to him, and it was hard to believe that she was different. Jasper and Frank became frightened as she walked towards them. As impulsive as Frank was, he panicked, then grabbed a glass of holy water and... [Read More]
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Ghost,
Murder,
Nightmare,
Evil,
Violence,
GraphicVotes: 529188
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: 028968
29 Jan, 2013 09:49 PM
He waited in the night like a trapdoor spider, ready to lunge at the first insect to pass by. He didn't care if his subject was male or female, he could work with both. He saw movement in the corner of his eye. A young female came up the sidewalk, dressed for a night at the club. As she passed by he jumped out of the alleyway wrapping his arm around her pulling her in. He quickly chloroformed her as he ducked back into the darken alleyway. She was out cold instantly and he laid her on the ground binding her feet and hands with rope. He then gagged her and blind folded her, leaving only sound and touch as her allies. He threw her into the back of the van and shut the doors quietly. He was all the way on 4th street when she started to stir. She... [Read More]
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Nevermore,
Art,
Madness,
Horror,
Torture,
Sadistic Art,
Death,
GraphicVotes: 2027613
22 Dec, 2012 04:36 AM
The black sky smelt of burning wood, and campfires. The aging mans hair was damp. He had not hurt anyone in so long but the pressure in him was building. He loved doing it. The way it made him feel. Then again in 1581 you could kill much easier without being caught. He walked to the edge of the forest. His head pulsed, he dropped to the forest floor and began to hyperventilate. He was sweating from his forehead and his neck. He dropped his travel bag, and his remaining water spilled into the dirt as he collapsed.
When he awoke His eyes were weary, and very cold. His pupils grew tiny. He stood from the ground and picked up nothing, he walked to the closest house. A small cottage. Inside he found a small sword. And a man sleeping. A farmer most likely. He looked at him strangely and... [Read More]
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Relapse,
BloodBiscuit,
Psycopath,
Crazy,
Lunatic,
Deranged,
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Scary,
GraphicVotes: 327581
10 Jun, 2012 06:00 PM
There’s that sound again. Its been bothering me for sometimes now. Why is it happening? What’s the cause behind it? And why does it only happen when I am in my bed and almost at the verge of sleeping. I got up not before an hour ago. Searched the whole room that is besides my bedroom, but no, I did not find anything that could cause the sound. And the sound it self is very weird, Its almost like the sound of a cracking on the wood, but then again something is so assuring in the sound that it makes you sure that its not. I thought it might be the bed that’s causing this weird sound or should I just say noise. But the bed in the other room is quite steady so there’s no point to think that it would cause that noise.
Okay that’s it. I can’t... [Read More]
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Noise,
Creepy,
Animal,
Creature,
Ghost,
ScaryVotes: 927538
24 Feb, 2013 06:35 AM
I awoke. I had one of the strangest dreams I can ever recall; it was not horror movie scary nor did it really make any sense. But it honestly frightened me due to me having no idea what was going on. It was just me sitting alone in a stray jacket in a padded white room; from what I can infer I was in a mental Institution. I had no idea why I was there; but all I was doing was trying to calm myself down and think of a reason why I was in there. But before I could completely calm myself down a 6 foot 4 man walked in to the room. He was wearing a fancy black suit; he had big bushy eyebrows with a big bald spot on the top of his head. He walked straight to me, kneeled down removing his sunglasses looking into my... [Read More]
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Death,
Nightmare,
Murder,
Insanity,
Fear,
BloodVotes: 3327404
20 Feb, 2012 04:10 PM
The chamber was cold, below freezing. He lay exposed on the metal table top, wrists and ankles strapped down. He could see his breath as he exhaled. His teeth chattered and his body shook. His skin was blue and cold to the touch. He tried not to think about what would happen if he made any sudden movements.
Within minutes, she walked in. Dressed in a long white lab coat, she pulled out a syringe and injected the green liquid into his left forearm. His body shook as he clenched his teeth together. She would not hear him scream. She would not see him cry.
Within a minute, his body stopped shaking. His breathing was shallow as sweat formed around his brow. The woman observed and made mental notes about his current condition before leaving the cold room.
Relieved, he opened his eyes. No hope could be seen. Sold by... [Read More]
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Science,
Fear,
Death,
Torture,
GraphicVotes: 2726469
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]
Tags:
Sad,
Depression,
Scary,
Darkness,
Fear,
Evil,
DemonVotes: 626439
12 Oct, 2012 02:10 AM
I want to hurt somebody. Make someone feel how I do. The river is beautiful, my gun is loaded, my tools are cleaned, and my toy is all tied up and ready. She looks at me in fear, she can't very well scream with the gag in her mouth. So I took it out, I wanted to hear how she asked "what did I ever do to you?" and "why me?" I wanted to hear her scream. She looked at me terrified as I took out my first tool, just an ordinary pair of scissors.
She asked what I was going to do to her. I ignored her talking as it was tedious. I took the scissors and slowly moved them towards her head, she screamed when I grabbed a fist full of her hair she bragged so much about and cut it all off. I looked at her dissatisfied,... [Read More]
Tags:
Murder,
Death,
Pain,
Sad,
Creepy,
GraphicVotes: 926196
