Scary StoryAn old woman walked down the street, it was late at night. She had been out to the grocery store for some celery. Unfortunately they were out so she was returning home empty-handed.
It was unusually dark that night, clouds had rolled in blocking out the moon, and a storm was coming. She continued down the street, still quite a ways from her home. The street was empty, save for an animal that may wonder by.
As she walked, using her cane to support herself, she thought she heard steps behind her. Slowly turning around, she found that no one was behind her. Continuing on her way home, the stepping noises picked-up again, even with her bad hearing they where very obvious to her. Turning around again, more quickly, she still found nothing behind or around her. She quickened her pace as much as her old legs would let her, hoping to get home quickly.
She turned down the next street, only 3 blocks to go.
Scary Stories Scary StoriesScary Stories9 years ago in Horror More Like This
There once was an elegant , smart , beautiful girl . She had gone back to her dorm late one night . Shadows stalked the the hallway corridores . She retrived her books before heading over to her boyfriends dorm .She wanted to spend the night at his place for once and of course her boyfriend did not object. She opened the door . She stepped nto the room . She knew instandtly her roommate would be sleeping soundly and would not like it if she turned on the light,so she did not
She stumbled and tripped , and fumbled around the dark , shadowy room for aproximently about , estimating , 10 minutes or so, gathering what she would need and take
A Scary Story(Scene 1: The House)A Scary Story6 years ago in Horror More Like This
"Cole, wake up."
I opened my eyes, meeting those of my father. Dark circles surrounded his eyes.
"What?" I answered, my tone irritable and annoyed. I was having a good dream, for once.
My father drove into a yard of an old abandoned house that looked like it was made hundred of years ago. Its windows were all dark and curtained and the autumn tree leaves danced around the house, as if it were possessed. The house was so covered my the autumn trees, it was kind of hard to spot every part of the house, for the sunlight didn't come in as much. I groaned.
"Welcome to the Crappy New House, Everyone." I said, annoyed as I pulled up my backpack from the car and walked towards the house. I felt a tug on my hoodie.
"Big brother," my little sister, Abigail, said, her voice as pure as that of an angel's, "Don't say that. It's a pretty house, look. Don't you think so, Mr. Winkles?"
She held her stuffed bear in her arms, Mr. Winkles, whom she called and talked to
Scary Stories 2The Furry CollarScary Stories 28 years ago in Horror More Like This
Once, there were two girls named Ellen and Crystel.One day Ellen invited Crystel over to her house for a Friday night sleepover. Crystel accepted! It was being held at Ellen's house because her parents were out of town. Ellen always bragged about her having so much freedom. It was Halloween and once again, Ellen's parents were out of town. When Crystel rang the doorbell, Ellen answered. "Great! Your here! Come in! " Ellen said motioning for Crystel to come in. "Guess what! " Ellen said closing the door. "I got this great new silk nightgown! "Awsome! Put it on! " Crystel said dropping her things over to the side and jumping onto the couch. Ellen came out of her room a few minutes later wearing the nightgown. It was blood-red and had a furry collar. Crystel envied Ellen for having that awsome nightgown.
Afetr an hour or two of reading magazines, playing board games, and playing "Truth or Dare", they began to watch some scary movies. All of the sudden, Crystel heard a sof
Scary Story Finished________________________________________Scary Story Finished8 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Northside High School is a newer school, but that doesn't mean it doesn't have the same old problems. People form themselves into groups, they look down their noses at one another, but in truth, they've all got the same problems and fears. They all have insecurities, they all can feel left out, and they all want to be accepted, regardless of whatever their t-shirt says. We've got a pretty good school, it's on its own street and we have what we need: computer labs, a gymnasium, a football field, a parking lot, classrooms, and teachers and students of all sizes and colors.
At 7:00, my alarm did that stupid ringing thing that wakes me up from being on that nice beach all by myself, just me and no one else. Rolling out of bed was a chore; I was so warm and comfortable. I don't remember my bed being this warm and inviting when I crawled in last night. The thought crossed my mind tha
True Cemetery ghost storiesTrue Cemetery ghost stories6 years ago in Horror More Like This
Time to entertain you with a scary story!
Casey was going to her friends house for the day but she had to try to get there before dark for there is a cemetery rumored to be haunted right near it. After dark if you are outside of a home and a spirit sees you it will fallow you until your so scared then kill you.
She ran as fast as she could trying to make sure she made it before the setting sun was all the way down. She started getting goosebumps even though she was sweating and trying to speed up and came to the street in time. She slowed down a bit but this was a bad idea. The cemetery was right there as the sun made it's final glance over the horizon. When she saw this and ran into her friends house she thought she made it and they had their sleepover without worries.
Right as Casey got in her sleeping bag and her friend, Savannah fell asleep in her be there were thes footsteps coming up the stairs.
STOMP STOMP STOMP
It sounded like a soldiers boots but there aren't any soldiers in t
scary godparents theme songscary godparents themescary godparents theme song8 years ago in Humor More Like This
Kira is an average kid,
but no one understands.
L and Near and Mello always giving him commands
doom and gloom up in his room
is broken instantly
by rem and ryuk and his magic book
cuz in reality they are his
godparents, scary godparents
"scythes and wings!"
"we're floaty frowny things."
godparents, scary godparents
Meatwad, club mod, L's bod, ipod!
misora's noose, silly goose, misa's caboose, apple juice!
watari rapes, L eats cake, ryuk's eyes, trouser snake!!!
godparents, scary godparents
light flipped his lid when he got caught by a kid, it's scary godparents!
kira's light! GOD!
Night Rider Alex didnt like riding the train home at night. It wasnt so much a matter of safety as it was a matter of principle. It just never sat well with him, knowing that he was depriving people of sleep simply because he could not get home much earlier than his schedule allowed.Night Rider6 years ago in Horror More Like This
As he hopped down into the inner bowels of the train station, he smiled at the sight of a gleaming, dingy train waiting to leave the platform. Walking up to the front of the train, he noticed there were very few people in the other cars. It was normal for this time of night, but it still unnerved him somewhat to see so few people on a train.
Quietly, he slipped into a car close to the front of the train and took a seat by the middle door. Once on a whim fueled by boredom, he counted how many stops were between the stop he usually got on and the last stop, where he got off. He never
noir storieslet me tell you a story,noir stories6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
remember to listen carefully,
i will look into your future,
answer you when you ask if youre pure,
in these words i search
i desperately look for pattern,
stop squirming, i know that it hurts,
i try to find something here that matters,
its my biggest enigma,
something i cant answer,
look at me, finger and trigger,
ill destroy what you think is pure,
watch the change,
see how were different?
watch the normal turn estranged,
that is what happened when i went,
no matter which way you word it,
it wont matter if you pretend,
if youre poor or rich,
in the end,
watch how i change the words around,
it may look different to you,
its all the same for now,
[APPS OPENED IN GROUP] SPECIAL PROJECT: PokePAL[APPS OPENED IN GROUP] SPECIAL PROJECT: PokePAL3 years ago in Deviant Events More Like This
Thank you all those who sent the notes to participate! ;w; I'm really stunned by the number of notes that I got (actually, I was more shocked lol) - it's really great to have these many people having interest in participating in some random project of mine I hope you can enjoy this , and hopefully there can be an art book!
If you haven't received any reply from me if your note was sent before the apps were paused do tell me.
Please be noted, that any applications that were noted to me after the journal clearly said it was "on hold" were ignored... I was a little disappointed to see how many people didn't read or ignored the status that I clearly wrote at the head of this journal. It's really nice to see many people being interested in participating (I really am), but it's hard to trust someone who can't follow what's been asked If you're one of the people who sent it during this "on hold" period, please be noted that you have to re-send the apps again.
FREE POINTS raffle: RESULTS ARE OUT!!!!FREE POINTS raffle: RESULTS ARE OUT!!!!3 years ago in Personal More Like This
first place is (no. 14) :iconxxyume-kokoroxx:
2nd place is (no. 18) :iconalyssa921:
3rd place is (no. 2) :iconticktickclock:
to collect your prize please comment/note if you would like a job as a contributer. to find out what a contributer is please visit http://contesters.deviantart.com/journal/contributer-guide-316826250 . also please give a description of what your would like me to draw. a reference would be nice if it is of a person that is already made. like oc for example. you can choose for them to be drawn as
Jack frostSnow fallingJack frost3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Silent in the night
For children who wake up
tomorrow with delight
Not once do they consider
that their beloved snow
isnt brought by snow clouds
but by a stranger who is unknown
A boy with hair white
As the snow in which he brings
A boy with a wide smile
As the the angles wings
In his cool hand
A wooden staff he holds
To bring the winter frost
and beautiful December snow
Nipping at your nose
is all of him you hear
And once the snowflakes gather
You know that he is near
You hear his name upon the lips
of a blowing winter breeze
Jack Frost it whispers to you
Hoping you’ll believe
But very few have ever seen
the prince of frost and ice
For so little do believe
in him being true
So I’ve come to ask you
Laying beside you in the snow
Do you believe in him?
this boy of legend and myth
~For if so then just tell me
For truely I am him
But sadly you dont see me
Like every one before
some day soon
Someone will see
will believe in me.
Horror StoryHorror StoryHorror Story9 years ago in Horror More Like This
He was running down a dark alley, watching out for the piercing red eyes, which could appear at any second. As he ran further down the alley he saw that he was trapped. He had reached the end of the alley the only way to freedom was to turn around and run back the way he had come. But Darren was too afraid of what the creature looking for him could do. Darren decided to take his chances, but before he ran again he picked up some bits of broken glass just in case he needed them. He ran off at full speed using the last of his energy. THUD! He hit the ground. He had run into the creature that was stalking him. Darren looked up he saw the creature towering over him. He had landed hard on the ground and could not move his ankle. The pieces of broken glass had cut into his leg. He pulled them out as quickly as he could. Blood gushed out from the deep wounds in his leg. He threw the broken glass at the creature of the night. They must have hit the creature because it moved back i
Short Stories Of MeThis book is longShort Stories Of Me12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Its pages torn
Scattered like leaves on the autumn floor
They are trampled past, ignored, trodden on each day
Left upon the morning floor
In slow insignificant decay
When opened it reveals nothing
But emptiness, loneliness, reflected grief
Sorrows that can't be forgotten
Memories of before
Memories that should have been forgotten
Blocked out of my disturbed novel
Yet I still remember the time
When out pages entwined
Our words mixed together
Our lyrics seemingly one
We both sung the same song
To the same never-ending beat
But you erased my memory
Like a miss-spelt word,
Or wrong sentence
And as I watched you leave
That page fell to the floor
Along with your memory
Did I ever exist?
The book is now returned
Placed back on its shelf
Left to gather dust
'Til the next page comes along
Another page to rip
Another chapter to endure
Another short story of me
Read through to the last story
The one that shows the end
The final chapter, last full stop
This story holds my confess
Shaymin1268's OCs Contest! + Raffle =CLOSED=Judging now, posting a new journal entry with the results.Shaymin1268's OCs Contest! + Raffle =CLOSED=3 years ago in Personal More Like This
There are 2 parts to this journal entry, an OC Contest and 150 Raffle.
The contest is the first part and the raffle is the second part.
Also I have changed the end date so mae sure you look at it.
Also I have a Kiriban at 12,680 page views
Note me an uncropped screen shot.
Winner gets a chibi commissions up to 2 characters.
Contest Holder's Note:
I have extended this contest a lot of times =_="
And I am not going to extend it anymore.
Thank you to everyone that are joining to have the patience to wait for the results ^^~
Character tally! I miss counted
Tomoyo = IIII
Kaiyo = II
Keitaro = III
Takuto = I
Kisaki = IIII IIII IIII IIII
Kiseki = IIII IIII IIII II
Fi = IIII I
No one in particular...
PART ONE - Shaymin1268's OC Contest!
I decided to run a contest which will last for approx. 2 months. (But since it got extended a lot of ti
WARNING! Cuteness OVERLOAD!You have been warned...WARNING! Cuteness OVERLOAD!3 years ago in Personal More Like This
I don't normally like cats, but this is just too adoraburururururu!
10 Stories in 100 Words - One1.10 Stories in 100 Words - One8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He doesn't remember how it happened, nor exactly when, but what Jacob Walters could recall was saying, I could die happy now, and with that, he did. Now he plays piano in my bar. A little-less zombie and not-really spirit, banging on ivory with a cigarette in his mouth. Ash collects on the white keys and gets pushed into the minute ridges of his fingers, no longer marks to his identity but just trenches of smoldered music. He plays the same terribly bland, depressing thing over and over again, but it's the most beautiful thing I've ever heard.
He always found it unusual, but Dudley Kern figured it was math that was saving his life. He saw it in the movies all the time, now it was him who had his weight (all 196 pounds) pressed staggered against a door (no thicker than an inch and a half), reinforced by brass fixtures (three hinges with six eighth-inch screws each and a deadbolt lock), keeping out something terrible that was beating away at the other side with all its
OppositeThe opposite of warmth, what is it?Opposite7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Is it the cold, dark smile of a culprit?
Is it the frigid glow from his sharpened blade,
Or is it the fear of a child, alone and afraid?
Is it as simple to explain as day is to night,
As ebony black is to ivory white?
Maybe its deeper, something unclear
Like the leap of an elk to the prance of a deer
Maybe it isnt as easy as cold
Or maybe its something that hasnt been told
#HappyXingDay (Lay's Birthday Message on Weibo)1 year has 365 days, in the situation that each of the 24 hours has been passing very slowly every day, 1 and a half years have gone by~ In this one and a half years, there have been too many pleasant surprises, too many emotions, too much sadness, too much pride.#HappyXingDay (Lay's Birthday Message on Weibo)2 years ago in Personal More Like This
Every time my birthday comes around, once again you and I have a chance to communicate on the same terms~
In this time's birthday message, I want to talk about some personal things with everyone, okay? ^ ^
When I was in school, I never thought that I could ever stand on a global stage, singing for everyone who supports me - perhaps this was just a dream.
I only hope that the songs I've written can receive everyone's acknowledgment, or that my abilities could achieve something in the music world.
But now that dream, because of SM Entertainment and all of you who have helped me along the way, has come true!
But now, however, I am at a loss, at a loss of what exactly do I need to do?
Perhaps I am still that immature child, but a
Horror Story Passage*- NOTE: The breaks in text symbolize a shift in the point of view. First one = victim. Second = Observer. Third = Grim Reaper.Horror Story Passage8 years ago in Horror More Like This
My eyes fluttered slowly open, blinking in a bitter illumination. Objects around me began to solidify, and to my horror, I realized that I was in alien territory. All at once, my body began to wake itself up, sending shivers of utter terror and pain through every length of my being.
I jerked my wrists upward, straight into the threatening edge of a razor; my wrists were entangled in rusted razor wire, secured through my flesh with heavy iron pins. It was then that I became aware of my captive situation, and the terror that my heart previously pulsated became even more tangible. My jaws parted in a scream for a brief number of seconds, but were quickly snapped shut as a new pain sparked under the skin of my cheeks. The flesh parted, allowing a hot, metallic, crimson blood to seep from the open wound. My tongue searched frantically for the source, touchin
Missing You - Mikey WayMissing You - Mikey Way8 years ago in Horror More Like This
Title: Missing You
Warnings: Death, depression, murder
Summery: It always starts with the innocents.
Point of View: 3rd person/Mikey Way
Main character: Mikey Way
I wish this could be
A happy song
But my happiness disappeared
The moment you were gone
It had happened. Frank and Mikey went out to buy a few Monster energy drinks. But the two had gotten separated. Frank left, thinking Mikey was right behind him. But the poor bassist had gotten swarmed by fans. He didn't mind, but Frank didn't hear his yells. His pleas for him to wait up. Finally, once Frank was out of view, Mikey gave up. He signed everything, answered questions, whatever the fans wanted. After they left he ran from the store, but Frank was long gone.
And then darkness befell him.
Don't think I ever believed that
This day would come
Now all I'm feeling
Is lost and numb
Everyone was worried. Frank lost Mikey and no one had seen him, nor gotten a hold of him, in many hours. And though what felt li
To ResmirandaThe western lord was a cold lord,To Resmiranda10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who lived in halls of stone,
His followers were very bored,
As he lived all alone.
But then one day struck hard he was ,
By his brother, only half,
And found was he by a girl,
Who he thought would have a laugh.
But she was sweet and kind,
And fed him everyday,
And she didn't mind,
His cold and hurtful way.
And then when she appeared,
One day as he lay still,
He noticed gruesome bruises,
Not acquired from a spill.
Of her he asked one simple thing,
" What happened, little girl?"
But she simply wouldn't answer,
Her voice, it seemed, would not unfurl.
Instead she smiled widely,
Her gap-toothed grin revealed,
And he wondered at her quietly,
His heart it seemed to yield.
But then he left her suddenly,
To return home, to his land,
For he was a mighty lord,
And powerful was his hand.
As he traveled slowly,
Accompanied by a frog,
He sensed her scent strongly,
Followed by a dog.
He changed his course most quickly,
Heading south instead of west,
And within a sing
The LakeThe LakeThe Lake8 years ago in Horror More Like This
By Dewey L. Douglas
Its the lake, she said. It does things to people.
I didnt believe her.
I should have.
She died in my arms a few minutes later. I was surprised she lasted as long as she did. And what did she mean, Its the lake? She was beaten to a bloody pulp, and it sure as hell wasnt the lake that did that. In fact, whoever did it might still be around somewhere. I started to get scared. It was so dark out there that I couldnt see ten feet in front of me; hell, if she hadnt groaned when I walked by, I wouldnt have even seen this poor woman lying on her face by the water. I damn sure wouldnt be able to see some crazed murderer hiding in the shadows. I should get the hell out of there.
But I couldnt move.
Panic started to set in. I had to get out of there, but I couldnt j