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The Tapping Next DoorFor most of my life I had lived in the same apartment. It was on the third floor and overlooked the busy city. It was also directly next to another apartment, which means you could hear everything going on behind the right-hand side bedroom wall.The Tapping Next Door5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
I would occasionally hear faint noises coming from behind the wall. There would be scraping, which I assumed was the sound of a chair being pulled along a wooden floor. Sometimes voices could be heard. I guessed they were either from the residents living there or from a TV or radio. And then there was the banging.
The banging was a rare occurrence, but whenever it happened it really annoyed me. Why
Horror Of My ChildhoodThe warm water runs down my body and as I look down at my feet I see my long brown hair, black wet, float on the water flowing over my breasts. I go to grab the shampoo but its not there. Oh yeah, I ran out last time and was to lazy to put more in. Great, now I'm gonna have to tell for my dad. I'm thirteen and still need my father to take a simple shower.Horror Of My Childhood6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Dad?" I call hoping he can hear me all the on the other side of the house in the office. He's alway in there, working like I don't even exist. I know he does it all for me but sometimes I just want him to be a dad.
I yell repeatedly, louder and louder with every call. Now I'm getting wor
Summer's Mask"You know, I'm getting kind of sick of camping." Mike yawned, rubbing his eyes as he wandered out of his tent. His three friends, Sarah, Alex and Jade were already awake; heating their feeble breakfast of baked beans and pita bread over a portable stove that Jade had brought with her.Summer's Mask6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was the height of summer, and Alex had mentioned how a wood near him had a clearing in the middle that would be perfect for a camping trip. The wood had always been strangely quiet, so they didn't need to worry about dangerous animals.
"Then by all means go home if you can't handle the tent." Sarah laughed as he slumped down onto the group next to her and
The MirrorAt a time, once in some land, there was a girl. This girl was very pretty, and kind, and loved living with her father very much. Her father had taken care of her since her mother had died of an illness. One day, her father had to go to war. She stayed behind on her own, living in their house and taking care of it. Before he left, the father told her about the magic mirror that they had in the basement. It had to be cleaned once a day, or the demon living inside of it would escape and wreck havoc on the village. He said, "Now, you must not become to focused on the image in that mirror. It may look beautiful at first, but the longer you stare tThe Mirror6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Tessa's DareTessa tiptoed quietly through the cemetery. The moon was out, but it didn't do a very good job of clearing away the mist that hung low over the cemetery. Tessa pushed her glasses back up the bridge of her nose, nervously. There were several trees planted around the tombstones, all looking like ghostly hands reaching for the sky and freedom. She walked past the tombstones, which were a ghastly white. They seemed to be floating in a sea of mist.Tessa's Dare7 years ago in Horror More Like This
As Tessa walked by a particularly ugly tombstone with a gargoyle on top, she felt something grab her ponytail. Tessa screamed in fright and lunged forward, away from the grasping fingers. When she look
They Stole My BodyI just want to get away. Away from the noise of this house. It's winter so outside isn't an option so I'll have to settle for the garage. It's not as frigid in there but it's still chilling so I bring a small space heater.They Stole My Body5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
I find an old lawn chair and set it up next to the only plug I can find. As the ancient off white heater warms up I look around. This place is so dirty. The concrete floor needs sweeping and the corners have bad at least twenty past hosts. I guess it's okay because no one ever comes out here this time of year.
Finally the heater is warmed up. So much that my shins are almost burning. I move them aside so that the rest of
*CreepyPasta*: Water PuppetSome people call me a hero. I can't disagree with them, because it's actually kind of true. Believe it or not, I've saved a drowning man, pulled a girl from a burning building, and I even saved a dog from being swept away by a nasty flood. My friends thought I was crazy, but I thought I was just exercising my humanity. That, and I was kind of an adrenaline junkie. It was my guilty pleasure. I've been sky diving and bungee jumping on more than one occasion. I've jumped off the ledge of a huge water fall hoping that I didn't hit shallow water. I've got a couple of scars to show for my endeavors. I don't really do the adventurous things that I*CreepyPasta*: Water Puppet6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sickly SweetI could remember moving into this neighbourhood like it was just yesterday. Actually, when I think about it, it wasn't that long ago. Must've been about seven months ago when I first arrived. It seemed perfectly normal. I had friendly neighbours, a nice house and a fairly decent job at the gas station in the nearby town.Sickly Sweet6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Although all of my neighbours seemed cheerful and friendly, there was one specifically who seemed kinder than all of them. Her name was Amanda Robinson, and she lived in the house opposite mine.
She looked about twenty, the same age as me. Her long hair was a light brown colour, just like mine, and her eyes were a moss gree
The Dearest Dark ThingsThe pulsing pound within my headThe Dearest Dark Things6 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The monsters underneath my bed
And all the things I never said
They leave me all alone
The whispers near me in the night
They're always wrong and never right
I note that they don't come with light
They never leave my side
Contradictions that I speak
As slowly my heart grows so weak
And my veins all bleed death's reek
Trust me I know nothing
Quiet now, they tie me down
In a pure white flowing gown
And on my head place bloodied crown
Yes I am their queen
I can't tell the things apart
The things that are real or in my heart
Because the world is all just gruesome art
Look at my lovely dark thing
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PaintballDane stumbled into his room, dropping his backpack and collapsing onto his bed, face in his hands. He let out a long groan of agony, feeling miserable.Paintball4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
'I can't believe I'm in this mess!' he thought in horror. He was doomed. He was worse than doomed; he was done for, finished, reached the end of the line, utterly and completely doomed! What was he going to do?
Another groan later, his door was flung open and his own personal headache came striding in.
"Daney! What's causing you to sound like a dying person?" his older brother Jack asked, leaning against the doorframe and grinning wickedly. "Seriously dude, your groaning threw my music off. Either shut up or confide in the awesomeness that is me!"
Dane eyed his sibling warily, unsure if he could tell him or not. Then again, if anyone would be able to help him, Jack could. He was clever after all. Crazier than their Uncle Arthur who insisted he had a pet unicorn, but still clever.
"Well...I'm kind of in trouble," he
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In the following situations how would you react when someone tells you the following?
You're such a wuss.
-And you're an ass.
Ha! But I'm smarter than you!
- Prove it.
Your crush has a crush on me
- Okay. Do you like them back?
I didn't know you were so dumb when it comes to math
- Ohoho, you underestimate just HOW bad I am when it comes to math.
Hurry up would you?
- Shut up and wait.
You're so snobbish
-Really? Huh, sorry.
Wanna settle this outside?
- Nah, you're mum's waiting for me upstairs.
You afraid of me?
- No. Should I be?
He/she loves me more!
-That's nice dear.
You have bad grades
-I know.
What if your crush told you...
I have a crush on you
- Ahaha. *awkward fidgeting* ...Wait, you serious?
I don't love you.
-Okay.
I think I love you already
- Hardly. Don't confuse infatuation with the real deal.
Can I copy your answers?
-No, piss off and do your own work!
I think I have a crush on your friend
-You hurt them, I'll fucking murder you. Just sayin'.
Can I sit ne
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