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KLHKilljoys

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Since mine was way too long (because I thought it said 2000 characters)

There was a girl that always hallucinated about killing herself from clowns cus she had killed her parents and her unborn brother, dressed up as a clown.

14-Oct-2016 07:01:20

Ns620

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Your mind searches for hope but all is lost. Death stands tall and creeps forward as you tremble, what have you done to deserve such a fate. Waking up from coma you find yourself alone in a dark room.

14-Oct-2016 07:10:44

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2014

Xenon Ray

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Here's a short spooky RS story:

My membership ran out.

RNGesus loves me this I know, for Vindicta tells me so!

14-Oct-2016 07:34:32

K A M I N A

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The teacher writes on the board, we hear a screech we think it's new chalk. The screech doesn't go away, the teacher turns around and smiles, they're missing some teeth, they're using them as chalk.

14-Oct-2016 08:09:11

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2023

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He sat in the dreary room, loathing what he had done. As the corpse behind him arose, silently, clawing towards his back. To soon condemn him to the unspeakable horrors he himself had committed.

14-Oct-2016 08:10:39

Vallessia

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The Sweet Little Pumpkin climbed up the vine, dodging the hands and mouths of hungry humans with their trolls, it sat calmly, sifting through the banked ravages of time, only to be harvested by Death.

14-Oct-2016 08:17:14

RX-Zero

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The last man on Earth sits in an empty room.

There is a knock at the door.

14-Oct-2016 08:39:11

Andromache

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The Man told me he feared nothing. His eyes mocked me; I put them out. His calm provoked me; the Man found death at my hands. For an eternity, I waited

Then came nothing. And the Man began to scream.

14-Oct-2016 08:57:15 - Last edited on 14-Oct-2016 08:59:14 by Andromache

Rorzdog

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The last entry of a leatherbound journal "...so few of us left, we shouldn't have taken it! They strike from the shadows" I freeze as the wind of a long winters night steals away my candles flame

14-Oct-2016 09:00:43 - Last edited on 14-Oct-2016 09:15:57 by Rorzdog

ClicheName

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The poison still burns. My bank: I can almost grasp the building’s walls. My knees: they buckle. Such burning pain. This breath chills the air. My last. Darkness; closing eyes. Goodbye my man of Iron.

14-Oct-2016 09:02:30

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