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One day I was walking in a psycho house with some ghost hunters. I heard something behind me, so I decided to turn around, because I thought it was just one of the ghost hunters getting paranormal activity. The bad thing about turning around is that when I turned around there was nothing except a little square of light and blood streaked walls.
When I walked past the square of light to go looking for them, there was a shadow that went across right after me. I needed to know who this was, so I screamed "WHO ARE YOU" there was no answer, and I got splattered with blood. The blood was the most disgusting thing in the world. It was fresh. I could tell because it was warm.
I just started to run. I got outside, and I was in a cemetery. A figure was stalking at a swift, but steady pace. I knew I HAD to run somewhere, but there was only a barn. It felt wrong just to look at it, but unless I wanted to die I had to run there. As I was running and getting closer i could make out more of the details. The outside was completely covered with blood. it was fresh. I had no clue how all these people were dying. There was no one there except me and the ghost hunters, the randomly disappeared.
I finally got to the door of the barn. I slowly opened the creaky door. The only sound was the creak of the door. Not my breath. Not my heartbeat. Not my footsteps. NOTHING! I noticed that it was winter, but when I got to the house, it was summer! how was that possible?
I was freezing! I needed to find something to cover up with or else I would die of hyperthermia. I was walking around to find a blanket or something, and in one of the horse stables there was a blanket! I was saved!!!
I took the blanket and gently wrapped it around myself. I looked back down to see if there were any hay to lay on. Instead of hay there was a small child. He was small, and... blue? He looked as if he has been choked to death. He slowly turned his head around and looked at me. his eyes big, and red. I couldn't look away. Then suddenly he jumped up at me and the rest was black. I knew it was my death.
- by Alexa_Alice_Cullen |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 06/06/2009 |
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- Title: My Death...
- Artist: Alexa_Alice_Cullen
- Description: my electricty went out at my school and we had to write these "ghost stories." unfoutunally they could be not be bloody or anything like that! this is what i wrote, but i little bit different.
- Date: 06/06/2009
- Tags: phyco
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Comments (4 Comments)
- Ichikomaru - 07/18/2011
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I dont like it at all. I was just too random. 1/5
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- Avenger94 - 07/05/2010
- Creepy. Love the ending, sent chills down my spine.
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- Vicious Mockery - 01/21/2010
- oooh, scary.
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- x-AegyoPanda-x - 06/06/2009
- I loved it!! that was terrific!! You have to write more!! Per-lease!
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