The vast ocean of words can't simply comprehend the terror that has manifest inside me. Haunted woods.. Haunted mines.. No. Ravenous ghouls, the embodiment of horror. I must go, because its my blood.
Death was missing his scythe but his scythe wasnt missing him he got more action in days then hes had in years with death players were gold happy and this made scythe very happy they were all dropping like flies.
19-Oct-2016 19:04:46
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19-Oct-2016 19:05:42
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masterage
Alive, again, under Ardougne.
My soulmate and I. Only two of us.
No time for more.
If only...
Door unlocks.
Please. No. Just go.
Me first this time. Phew.
And you call us monsters.
I was used to the shadows
Lurking around my room
And the forest I used to
Love to play in.
I never knew exactly
What they wanted.
But now
Every moment I spent
Unaware of fate
I wish
I knew
To run.
holden caulfield was a phony.
20-Oct-2016 02:09:26
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20-Oct-2016 02:18:29
by
Sleepicus
Every time I close my eyes
They slowly creep closer
Waiting for the moment
I keep them closed
A second too long.
They wait to take me
To put me to
An eternal sleep
So I will never open
My eyes again.
holden caulfield was a phony.
20-Oct-2016 02:21:31
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20-Oct-2016 02:22:37
by
Sleepicus
Note: If only one entry is allowed, please read the second short story.
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1
Had a dream where I found a murdered, dead body in another city. I promised her I would find her killer. It was just a dream, but I just recently began seeing someone in that same city.
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2
It’s pitch black, cold, and I can’t find or feel
anything
but the smooth floor and my own self! I’ve been walking straight
ages
ago and all I can hear is my own panic and a scratching.