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Shadow Chapter 3.3.Shadow Chapter 3.20 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
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I didn’t walk home. Well, probably because I don’t have a home. If you call living in an abandoned house a home, that is. I walk into the creaky, ugly, old house. But there was something different: something I quite didn’t understand. It looked different. Newer. Better. The door didn’t squeak when I opened the door. Then I realize: Someone was here. I zip around, then run to the kitchen a grab a knife. I examined the whole house. No one was there. I hear a scream in a room. My heart beating fast, I slowly walked to the end of the hall. The hall I hadn’t been down before. Then, I took a gun out of a drawer. Call it bad-ass, or call it stupid. Then there was a snapping noise behind me. I turn around, and walk back down to the kitchen again. Nothing was there. “I must be hearing things.” I thought. My hands were shaking, much like my body. I walk back down the hall again. I open the same door that I heard the scream from, holding my gun out. I
Shadow Chapter 1. and 2. 1.Shadow Chapter 1. and 2.22 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
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Hi. I’m Shadow. My name fits me, I am a shadow. I slip in places, slip out, and no one noticing. I’m like a ninja, or a ghost. I am 17. My favorite color is black. Really, I don’t mind being a bit creepy. Now, you may know most books start off with the unpopular girl, but not here. I AM the popular girl. Sure, you have the thought “popular” in your head. Mean, pretty, and snotty. Me? Opposite. No, I’m not. I don’t say anything. Anyone hardly sees me, except in class. Like everyone, I have a purpose. But my purpose is different. Not to be a writer. Not to be a singer, actor, dancer, preacher, or housewife. My purpose? To save the world. From whom you may ask? I don’t know whether a master villain or a piece of cheese. But, I’m on my guard, and when tha
A Day at the Carnival P1(Titles can be misleading. >:3 )A Day at the Carnival P11 day ago in Settings
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A Day at the Carnival. Part One. By ags.
"I am not afraid of death!" The man stood before me. "If I die killing you, demon, then so be it!" He held a short-ended knife to my chest. The expression on his dim-witted face was tiring, yet serious, none the less. I, myself, was growing bored of this game. With eyes laid on his trembling arm, my hand met the twisted jagged knife in front of me; clearly taking grip of the hand that held it.
"Go ahead then!" I laughed, "Do it!" He was shocked at my response. "Put an end to my existence if it will satisfy your anger towards me kind!" Like on cue, he plunged the blade straight through to the other side, letting a few lines of a dark red substance to cover it and drip down.
Earlier that day....
"Hey, Connor! Wake up!" Someone called out my name. At first it sounded muffled and distant, but reality kicked in. The voice was right in my ear, loud and clear. I opened my strange mis