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“Hooray! It’s the weekend!” A little boy cried as he ran out the front doors of his small elementary school. The bell marking the end of school had just rung; and the children were walking, although most were running, out of the school. Many of them eagerly started home to their parents, but a few stayed behind to chat with their friends.
A small group of children gathered to speak to one another about their weekend plans. There were about five of them, and they were all in the same class together. In the third grade, their lives were carefree and happy; the only burden being homework or chores.
“What should we pl
2p!Italy x Reader - Text Messages
WARNING! CONTAINS VIOLENCE AND SWEARING AND MAYBE BLOOD AND STICKY STUFF.
When I was sixteen years old, I got my first cell phone. It was a normal flip phone, one that blinked red when I had a new text message. The first time I got one of the messages, I didn't think much of it.
???: Ti amo.
Me: I think you have the wrong number...Sorry.
???: No, ti amo.
Me: Really? Well...Who are you?
???: Your true love.
I showed the message to my friend, Elizaveta. She just laughed and shrugged her shoulders. I didn't reply to the mysterious man's text and promptly forgot all about it. I figured the poor guy had probably been trying to date some girl an
Jeff the Killer X Dead!Reader- Sweet Dreams I looked down at her cold body, holding her closely against my chest. My hand slid over her once shining e/c closing them forever. My sharp knife stuck out of her perfect chest, the dark red blood stained the fabric of her shirt. She was asleep and at peace. I brushed a stray strand of hair out of her face, my heart still raced.'Why?' I thought staring down at her, she looked as pretty the day I first saw her.
~~A few days earlier~~
I watched out my bedroom window, my brother was just taken from me, and it was all Randy's fault he was gone. Just as he crossed my mind a girl with h/l h/c with gleaming e/c walked past the front of my house,
Sonic Advance 4 (creepy pasta)
I still can’t believe it’s been a month since I came into contact with… IT... But it feels like a year... Even the mere mention of its name sends chills down my spine… Let me explain...
You see, I use to go to a school where you learn about programming, designing, and making your own video games and all that stuff. Well there was this one guy named Timmy in my class who was the total loner. No friends or anything, he just kept to himself and only spoke when someone asked him something. But he would never answer questions about his personal life, which I can understand. Anyway, we were both paired up to do a p
PainIt hurt. It always did. Pressing the knife, until it broke the skin. Crimson blood would seep thru the tear in the flesh, rolling down their arm.
Then the familiar stinging would set in, crawling along the wound as if were on fire. He would just sit, staring blankly as the blood dripped to the floor, quickly forming an ever-growing puddle. Then his gaze would shift to his bare stomach, and before he could hesitate, he would plunge the blade into the flesh.
He could feel the blade slide in, pushing past his internal organs, stopping at its hilt. He cried out, breathing heavily as the pain hit him, blood pooling from the wound. Lying back, he
Tumblr Request 1As Bravo Team embarked on its mission, Alpha was present to see it depart.
Albert Wesker, Captain of both STARS teams, watched the affair with veiled contempt and a healthy dose of satisfaction. By tomorrow night - X-Day, as his superiors at White Umbrella had so tritely dubbed it - each and every man and woman standing in that room would be dead. All according to plan.
He stood apart from the group, as had been his style from the day he had begun his work in Raccoon Police Department, arms folded and features neutral. He watched the idle chatter, the congratulations, the well-wishes pass between them, aware that it would all eventually com
"How much do you love me, Mother? How much did Father love me?" the child giggled.
"I-I love you very, very much!!" his mother cried.
"How much did Father love me, Mother?" he urged harshly, tightening the grip of his hand on the blood soaked scissors. The crying woman shook her head with fear and anguish. Her husband's blood splattered around her and spraying from the broken arteries in his neck.
The lights began flickering in the small motel room and the child's eyes filled completely with a blackness that rivaled the darkest abyss.
"How much did Father love me, Mother?!" the demonic boy screamed, raising his bloodied hand whic
Rage QuitAn angry breath quickly left his lungs as he sat there, his body still but barely kept in check. His fingers where clenched tightly into a fist and his foot tapped a rapid rage filled rhythm on the floor. His eyes cast to and fro in front of him, scanning for anything that would fix his problem, a breath away from jumping out of his chair and breaking the closest object in range of his flailing fists. His hand moved forward again, sliding over the smooth pad in front of him, controlling the thing he desperately wanted to work. White teeth poked out from under his top lip and gnawed at the innocent one below, chewing at the tender flesh as his
The investigator silently shone his flashlight around the room, getting a feel for the area before he entered. Tables and chairs were overturned, the roof was leaking in some places due to the torrential rain pouring down from outside. Although the call about “some sort of monster” had only come in about a week ago, the house looked as if it hadn’t been lived in for over a year, and an air of decrepitude persevered throughout the area. If he wasn’t required to wear a face mask on all investigations, he could probably smell the rotting meat and decaying wood, the investigator thought wryly as he slowly walked into t
Have you ever seen in a mirror...Have you ever seen in a mirror, the figure staring at you? It feels a bit déjà vu, but it seems unknown to you. You recognize the face, but you don't remember where you've seen it.
That face looks friendly, but it seems better not to trust it. It keeps an eye on every single move. It stares at you in the eyes. Once you stare back at it's eyes, you notice it doesn't want to hurt you, it wants to become your friend. However, at the moment you stop staring at it, you're in danger.
The face doesn't make any sound. It doesn't breath, because it doesn't need to. To know if that thing is still here, one has to look at it again. There
The Change Chapter 1, part 2 The Change
Chapter 1, part 2
Sometimes I just wish I was a dragon. Enjoying the freedom and having the right to do what ever I want. But, that will never happen. I wish it could. But, it can not happen to me. Why must everything have dead ends to them? It's not like I could just tell a dragon to turn me into a dragon for the fun of it.
I wonder what would my sister say if I was a dragon? She would not see that I was not her brother any longer. I wonder what would my dad say if I was to also become a dragon as well? He would kill me on the spot if that was going to happen to me. I just wish I could become a dragon. I really do.
I decided t
Girl Random Night AfraidIt was exactly 5:00 PM. I don't know how I remember that since everyone knows how bad my memory is, but I'll just tell you that I remember and that's that.
I really had nothing to do. Well, I could have plugged in my drawing tablet and, you know, draw. But I guess I wanted to do something else, and that something else was reading creepypastas. I was quite curious about some of them, and a few that I read were actually pretty creepy but awesome. I had opened several tabs of creepypastas that interested me, and one by one I exited out of them after I finished reading. Eventually, I reached my last one, which I planned to draw after that.
Kamen Rider KouKamen Rider Kou:
16 years. It had all been coming to this for 16 whole years. Kou faced his opponent Blaze with a fury that could barely be hidden behind the mask of the Kamen Rider. His bike purred under him like an old friend, reassuring him that this would be the last fight. This would be the final straw.
"You humans are weak and pathetic creatures! Why do you think that it is from your shells that we Kaijin blossom?" Kou knew Blaze's question was rhetorical. "Because we are the next step! We are the true inheritors of this world! Beneath the skin of every strong willed human lays one of us, just waiting to be freed. Waiting
Santa's SecretSanta's Secret
Not too long ago, in a house that was small,
Lived a young little girl, just a few inches tall.
With fur that was yellow, and eyes chocolate brown,
A smile on her face, that gathered friends all around.
Her name was Susan, though her mum called her sue,
She was smart for her age, which she called 2+2.
Precocious and clever, at just 4 years old,
It should come as no shock, the story being told,
Is about just one night, right about Christmas Eve,
When her father did plot, to trick and deceive!
No malice in heart, only joy and good will,
He would dress up as Santa, and give his child such a thrill!
BCB: The Gift Of GivingThe Gift Of Giving
"Poor Lucy" The Burmese sighed quietly. The young cat stood solemnly at the edge of the park, staring off into space across the white covered landscape as Sue and McCain spotted her from across the street. "She's been that way ever since the holiday season started..." The walnut cat observed quietly to her companion.
"The mental state of an unstable young girl is not a matter we need concern ourselves with at this juncture." McCain stated in his usual blanket tone.
"But just look at her Alec. Nobody should have to feel so blue on Christmas eve." Sue turned and frowned at her friend. His expression ever refusi
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