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NightmareI was locked up in a building, locked up in a single room, me and two others.

A menacing lady was also there, evil in the very core.

She said that "If you do not get the six stars from your parents because your parents don't want to spoil you rotten, I will personally kill you in the most gruesome way possible."

We were all so scared, we were all so confused.

I knew this woman but I didn't.

The task had so much more depth but it didn't.

I begged to my dad, who thought nothing of it, but he gave me the six stars.

I knew what they were for but I didn't. It was confusing yet it wasn't.

The lady deceived us. She didn't care about the star

Torture NightAnother boring painful day in the asylum, not much had happened since Zim had lost it, he was still his same old self. A little too much so. Instead of just being evil and a bit destructive, he had become demonic and violent. But a few new things had come about him as well. He saw things, heard voices, and had absolutely no sense of consequence. Once again the nurses were rushing to Zim's room, the third time in the past two days he was having a freak out session. This time he had managed to sneak a kitchen knife into his room and had killed the guard who tried to take it from him. "Tallest Zim demands more blood!!" Delusions of grandeur, of

Shelob's School-Girl Prey [extended version] The feeling of cold stone against her skin woke her up first. As she shot her eyes open, Emma realised that the atmosphere was a lot more humid than it should have been and that she was in complete darkness. She shivered. The young girl, lying against the stone ground, lifted her upper body and looked around her, vainly trying to see something, a disturbed look on her face. She had no memory of coming here at all. She didn’t even know where “here” was.

Emma rose on her knees. She was a young and attractive British girl whose liking for sports showed through her slim body and firm, toned limbs despite the presence of notice

Urban Legends - 'I want to be beautiful.'She coldly stared at the reflection in the mirror.
Her pale face was framed by matted, lusterless hair. Dull, gray eyes reflected the disheartenment that had been wearing her out. Her lips were dry and chapped.

I folded a thousand paper cranes.
I folded a thousand paper cranes and hoped my wish would be granted.

“I want to be beautiful.”

“Tomiko, hurry up or you’ll be late for school!”
The girl muttered a short response and gave a last hateful look to her mirrored sibling.
“Tomiko! Didn’t you hear me?” “I’m almost done, mom!” she yelled and and ran out of the bathroom.

It w

The dollThe doll

Journal entry: 1

My names Kyle, I came home from a rough day of high school, when my little sister came into the living room, she had something behind her back hiding it from me with a grin across her face “I have a new friend“ she said smiling “you want to see it”. She was only six so I nodded thinking that my mother had bought her a new toy to make her behave at the store or something. But what she reveled to me wasn’t what I expected. It was a little deformed doll made from a burlap bag sown together with thick white string, it had a smile stitched on it’s face, and only one eye a large button ey

Creepypasta ''Emoticons'' by Toetag001 Hello. Can you see me? I'm that little person, right there ->

You use me almost every day, me and my brothers and sisters. But you don't care a lot about us. See, we are slaves here, doing whatever you want us to do, we can't reufse or say no, or fight you away.

you always win, we are too weak...or are we? If all of us rise up, we can take over this planet...Imagine, tiny people, like myself, little dots, little squishy looking dots, crawling into your bed while you sleep, hiding in your food, and eventually using YOU to express OUR emotions, make our friends giggle!!! Yes, we will rise...one day...

RESPECT THE EMOTICONS.

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The Edge

by =joseph-sweet, Jul 12, 2011, 3:40:12 AM
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For legal purposes I cannot have this free here while it's for sale on Kindle. Part of the licensing agreement. But if interested, you can check it out and download it instantly on your Kindle, windows pc, cell phone, or ipad or ipod for only 99 cents. Just click the link in the description below.

The Edgeby =joseph-sweet

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A story for my upcoming collection, titled after this story, "The Edge". Feel free to critique the hell out of it. It probably needs it. I hate the formatting limitations that DA leaves us with, but I think I did the best I could with the limited text and html coding they provide us with.
I'd love your feedback. How could I have done better? What did you think of Tomas? What did you think of the first person narrative/journal switch off. I've always had issues with that.
Was it tense at all? Find any errors? Let me know. I don't bite. My fiancé won't let me. She took away my custom made fangs. She says I can only use them on her... Women.

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*SanguineAthena Aug 2, 2011 Professional Writer

I felt weird about favouriting this before the contest was up, but I think I can now without insulting anyone's sensibilities.

I have a lot of feelings for this story. Especially near the end when poor Thomas is writing his last story on a waitress's notepad even though he knows there's no point before kissing it and throwing it into the abyss. In a way I found it painful to read, but in another I felt very warm because I know that that's is exactly what I would have done and is something that I think about all the time. You've really gotten to the heart of one of my greatest fears, but instead of just observing it, you made it the core of a really great story. So I thank you for that. I look at a lot of artwork and rarely collect it, but if I could I'd collect this one twice.

(Bullshit to English ->) Whoa, you understand me!

=joseph-sweet Aug 2, 2011 Professional General Artist

Thank you. I haven't gotten any feedback on this story yet, so it felt good to read your response. I'm glad you liked it.

I think this was inspired largely by the first tests of that hadron collider and a dream I had shortly afterward.

*SanguineAthena Aug 13, 2011 Professional Writer

Yeah I was pretty freaked out about that thing too. But kind of curious at the same time.

(And actually when I was thinking up that last comment I kind of cried. If you wanted to know, hahaha)

=joseph-sweet Aug 13, 2011 Professional General Artist

Well, I don't want to freak you out anymore, because I like talking about that kind of stuff. I guess the story did its job. I guess I wondered if gravitational distortion from a new black hole would slow down time and if we would even know it had happened for a while. It's all scientific theory, really. There's no actual evidence of what would happen, except what they can see in other galaxies that have active black holes. We have a dormant one at the center of our galaxy, which they've proven now that all galaxies have and may actually be what brought all of the stars and planets together. You could probably content yourself with the fact that there are so many billions of things that could go wrong at any second which could take us out. Worrying about one or two seems like a waste of time and energy in the grand scheme of things. With so many things - our star going cold and freezing us out, or going supernova and destroying the whole solar system and beyond, the super back hole becoming active suddenly, meteors, alien invasion (lol), world war three, The super volcano that takes up a portion of three states centered in yellow stone national park erupting and destroying most of the U.S. and spewing magma across most of the globe and possibly blackening the sky, causing nuclear winter. All of that and all of the countless other things we could worry about would drive a person crazy. Better to fantasize about those occurrences in stories and enjoy our lives in reality. I think that's one of the things that horror helps with. It allows us to face our fears on the printed page or on a computer screen where they're safe and can't hurt us for real. And then, when the story is over, we can go on with our daily lives, maybe a little stronger.

Such is the hope anyway.

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