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The Game of Life: Part OneWhen Inez Saarela awoke, she had a headache worse than any hangover she had ever experienced, and she had quite the large amount of memories devoted purely to the pounding, piercing pain that now thudded between her eyes. The punk groaned, lifting her head up off the metal and canvas cot she had been laid out upon. She commanded her eyelids to open, even if they felt as if bricks had been chained to the thin skin covering her eyes. When she finally managed to pry them open, her pupils constricted and dialated in panic. This was not her room, or anywhere else near the asylum for that matter. The bedroom, or more appropriately, the cell she now resided in was cold and uninviting. Whatever wasn't construed of hard concrete was frigid steel or uncomfortably scratchy canvas. There was a rectangular seam in the wall, most likely purposed for sending food, water and clean clothing to the inmates. A television was perched far up and to the right of the disoriented proxy, the screen blac
Hell...O...Hello~ part 6h-hello... hell...o... hello?
what happened to me? I don't remember anything... why everything is covered in blood? It makes me more hungry... My throat hurts, I screamed? I found that here was little cockroach... and I ate him...
I don't know how long I'm here... But this place is still very dark... I don't see anything... But I feel everything... I feel cold breath on my back... funny... in Hell everybody have warm breath... I don't want turn and see what is behind me... please... please... I wish it's only nightmare... I promise I'll be good boy but make it stop... I'm so afraid... maybe I'm coward... Everybody telling me that I am...
but I'm not shadows trapped here....
|| Luke and Jade || Jade's Death ||Luke and Jade scenes from episode 4 - 5
"Quick!" I yelled, stumbling towards the gift shop. I turned back, Bonnie and Rebecca were gradually becoming faster as the walkers approached. Kenny and Mike weren't long behind us. "Clementine, come on!" I said as I nudged her onwards. We both ran up the old wooden stairs. Jane was here, she should've opened this place up by now, as Clementine and I turned to enter the gift shop I swear I could feel my heart shatter into a million pieces. I felt affixed in place as I saw Luke and Jane, "That's about as human as I've felt in a long time, I almost forgot-" Luke whirled around as soon as he saw me and Clem. "Clementine- Jade! I- Jesus it's not-!" Luke mumbled in a panic.
"What's going on?" Clementine asked.
As the rest of the group hurried in, Kenny's voice was what snapped me out of my daze. "What the fuck are you two doing up here?!" Luke stood up, nervously scratching his neck, "Kenny! What's going on?" He asked, pretending as if nothing
Hell...O...Hello~ part 7hiiiiiellllloooooo~
I ammmm liiiitle gooooood boyiiiiiiiiiii...
taaaaaakeeee meeee ouuuuuuttttoooooffffffff heeeeeeerrrrrrrrrr-rrre...
rrrrrrr.... rrrrr... rrrrrrrrrr...
ma-masterrrrrr! Come hhhhhhhhiiiiiiiere!!!
youuuu don't looooooove me~? AHAHAHAHA~?
Akemi's Diary Page 3Chapter 1: Leaving Home
Diary Entry 3: December 31, 2014
I am so very sorry about this I have been busy for the last two weeks helping my Mom and Daddy get everything packed up and ready to be sent over seas to our new home. I have just finished pack up my room and my Mother said I could do whatever I wanted to I decided to write another entry into my diary. However there really isn't anything of consequence that I felt to put down except that I have this really weird feeling that I can't seem to shake. Its like I am being watched or something. Whatever the case I think I will take a look at those photos my Mother had taken of our new Home. I pulled them out my backpack I had put them so I could carry them with me when we left as I wanted to study the pictures as much as possible.
I realize I didn't mention that usually we do celebrate Christmas but
The Bloody End Chapter 13Always
I'm standing alone in the darkness. Everything is silent and time seems to have frozen along with everything else. I feel cold. I felt lost, isolated, and empty. The only sign of movement is a light sweep of smoke that fills the air and swirls round me. Everything feels dead and gone and I feel like I'm stranded in some sort of abandoned place that's been forgotten about.
I call out but my voice sounds eerily high pitched and mouse like, making me shudder as I hear it echoing further into the distance. I open my mouth again but choke on the dampness that consumes me. And it's after my final cough and intake of breath, I hear it. Footsteps. Coming towards me. I should be afraid. I should run. But I'm not. I don't.
I know what's next.
My heart thumps like mad as soon as the white hoodie comes into view, just like it always does. No knife in his hand, no blood or traces of human remains. Just me, him and literally nothing else in the world. He smiles at me, surprisingly sw
Yandere~ 'I'll Kill You, Because I Love You'
"It's how I show that I love you."
"You've been bad, so you must be punished; it's how I show that I care."
"If I didn't care, I wouldn't hurt you to show you that you've done wrong."
"I love you so much; that's why you must be punished for what you did."
Each night, another line like that came from her father's lips. Saying she had done something bad, and had to be punished for it, because he loved her and wanted to teach her right from wrong. Why so hard? Why so much? Why so long? Hours would go by of being kicked, slapped, punched, beaten and whipped by a belt, randomly having her face bashed into something and then nearly being drowned. Her body was covered in bruises and scars; but her mental state and heart suffered the worst scars and bruising. She cried every night.
The little blond girl who was no more than 7 or 8 was grabbed again by her hair and flung into her bed by her much bigger and stronger blond father.
"You were bad again Abigail." He huffed, "I'm only doing this beca
The Night Angel (Chapter 13)
“You’re…you’re WHO!?” I cried in shock. He didn’t answer but looked around us, as if he was expecting more vampires…or something worse to come out. “Are you really him?”
“Yeah, I’m Joshua…now we need to move. Where’s your car?” He demanded.
“I came on a motorcycle, but before we go, I have questions you ne-”
“No time.” Joshua barked. “Kirai, buckle up kiddo, we’re heading to base!” The little girl from earlier nodded and dashed for the convertible not far away. He then turned back to me and shoved me toward my motorcycle. “Get on and follow us, understand?”
“Yes, but…what about-”
“We’ll have time for that later! For now, get your ass on the bike and let’s go! If you’re here, then that means the Blood Brothers aren’t far behind.”
“The who?” I demanded.
“A gang of vampires who
Streets of Paper (bxb) ~ Prologue~
- Prologue -
When he woke up this morning, pushing the sheets off of him and running downstairs to eat his cereal, all he was thinking about was going out to ride bikes with Oliver. His mother raised an eyebrow at him, who didn’t even say good morning as he practically threw the bowl inside the sink and dashed to his room again to get dressed. His sister yelling at him from the stairs, since he had bumped into her sleepy self. "Sorry boogerzilla!" He yelled from his room and slammed the door close with a Bang. "Preparing for lift off!!--" The 12 year old boy took impulse and dashed to his bed, running to it and flipping to do a cartwheel. "AND! BOOM THE SPACESHIP HAS SHOT INTO SPACE! THE CROWD CHEERING AND WAVING! HAAAAAAAAAAA!!" he imitated the sound of a roaring crowd as he ran to his closet and grabbed his thick, outer rim glasses. Chester pushed the doors open and grabbed whatever he could find in the disorganized pile of clothes he had on the bottom o
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