StareI cannot rememberStare3 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
when I first saw them.
All I know now
is that I truly fear them.
Their eyes watching me
as I try to sleep.
The very thought of them
makes me want to weep.
Their bodies so black,
blacker than the night.
to give someone a fright
and give me a fright
they certainly did!
It didn't matter how
or where I ever hid,
they'd always find me
cowering some where,
but they'd never attack.
All they'd do is stare!
That's all they'd do!
Just look at me!
I told other people!
They wouldn't believe me!
They looked at me
as if I'd gone insane!
They don't know
the excruciating pain
of being caught in a game
of perverse hide and seek
and having to do it over
and over every week!
I wanted it over.
I wanted it to end.
That's why I stopped
at the store around the bend
and picked up a gun
before heading home
where, though I am single,
I'm never truly alone.
I walked upstairs,
took the gun out,
and got ready
to blow my brains out.
I pulled back the hammer
and prepared to fi
A Change In HumanityThey appeared in the year eight fifty.A Change In Humanity3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The Colossal Titan and the Armored Titan.
We humans live as cattle.
The Colossal Titan, fifty meters tall.
Peers down at us over the wall.
It's dull blue eyes, decaying skin, mouth like a corpse.
Living peacefully behind three walls.
Wall Maria, Wall Rose, and Wall Sina
3. They appeared,changing everything.
As the Colossal Titan pushed down on Wall Maria,
it's hands the size of five houses put together
crumples the wall to chunks with a force, no match for a hurricane.
Their footsteps, thunderous roars.
Their screams for hunger deep and darker than the devil himself.
Their wide smiles.
A reminder to us that our nightmares and biggest fears
have only just begun.
Their dark and sinister eyes sparked with delight
soon to satisfy their cravings for our blood, for our flesh, our slick organs.
We were unprepared, we expected this...but not so soon.
If they reach you, get a hold of your squirming body in their fist
they'll make sure to give you a full vi
New story ( Ricky)Chapter 1New story ( Ricky)1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Annoying Daniel and Ricky
LlessurThey say this monster resides in Essex.Llessur8 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
He stands at about 6'ft 1.
And he is covered in thick shaggy hair.
Including on his head.
he feeds on the love of his fans.
And gives even the bravest of people nightmares.
He is the ultimate in terror, he is pure evil incarnate.
So evil - even hell itself rejected him.
Don't let his playful nature and charming smile fool you.
For behind that smile is a horrifying look of pure unadulterated creepiness and evil.
For I have seen this creature.
And this creature is...not human.
He slithers like a serpent.
And crawls like a spider.
He feasts on your love.
And he is after all of those who have wronged him.
His fans/minions may love him.
But he just views them as prey.
He is just like a cuckoo - a brood parasite.
He's a life-sucker, a lust demon.
Yes he's intelligent and insightful.
But that is no charming and angelic grin.
That's a smirk of pure evil bordering on Slasher Smile!
That's not a friendly look at all.
Enemy WithinSanity caved-in,Enemy Within1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
taken by a beast of sin.
Slashed until they bled,
all I saw was red.
Took my life away,
there my corpse will stay.
Puppet to a hand of dust,
slowly my bones rust.
Hollowed into a husk,
I stalk the hours of dusk.
Five demons in an empty shell,
five monsters in the night.
Five brothers born from hell,
only one life to blight.
The Poor Old Man (Creepypasta short-story)The Poor Old Man (Creepypasta short-story)2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
There was a little boy playing outside, waiting for his mother to come back home. The many pieces of his lego set scattered all over the grass, some put together, some not. Uneasiness filled the boy, looking both ways of the road in front of his house to look for signs of his mother he was so attached to. His blonde curly locks messed up from his own horse playing, bits of dirt in his hair and grass stains discolouring his white clothes. Cuts, bruises, scrapes, and stabs covering most of his crust skin, but he was in no pain at all. The old man he has seen with his mother was dirty and greasy, the little boy knew he was poor. The old man wanted pocket money from the kid. The little boy smiled, and asked the old man to play legos with him first in order to get the pennies on him. The old man smiled, the creases on his face wrinkling as he stared directly at the little boy.
After about an hour, the only thing the boy remembered was the old man tackling him and then blacking out. But he d
El CocoDo you remember when you were little?El Coco2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You were afraid of the dark.
You thought that someone or something was in your closet.
A horrible monster...waiting for you.
Remember when they would come into your room?
And when your parents would tell you scary stories?
Well, those weren't stories.
They were trying to warn you.
Late at night, they tucked you into bed.
They would tell you these stories..to warn you.
Sleep child, go to sleep.
Or El coco will come and eat you.
That is his name.
El Coco is his name.
Sometimes they call him El Cucuy.
Think the boogieman only scarier.
No one has ever seen him.
No one who has ever met him.
Has lived to tell about it.
No one knows what he looks like.
Some say he is a ghost or evil-spirit.
A shadowy figure, who can shapeshift.
Able to become anything he likes.
Including whatever scares you the most.
Others have said...that he is a grotesque monster.
With razor sharp teeth and claws.
He lives high up in the hills.
And he is always search