Nursery Rhymes, Writer StyleJack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water
Then I appeared and struck such fear as I began my slaughter.
I held them down and they did frown as I tossed aside their pail
And I gloat, I slit their throat and threw them down the well.
Now I'm done, well that was fun, the well I then looked down
Don't be sad, it's not as bad as if he'd broke his crown.
So then I walked on through the woods, and noticed at my feet
A trail of bread, led up ahead to a house that smelled so sweet.
When I approached it, in the air was a familiar smell
The smell of burning flesh was there, you know I can just tell.
I looked inside and to my surprise i saw two little kids
I saw them cooking an old hag, they watched her burn within.
I nodded in approval, they're fine without me here
So I walked along and sang a song to find out something near.
I heard a soft-like humming, and smelled out something good
So I looked out through the forest, and spotted a red hood
Following her from behind appeared a wo
The Twelve Days of Stabmas"On the twelve days of Stabmas, my victim gave to meThe Twelve Days of Stabmas2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Twelve Bodies Bleeding
Eleven Women Pleading
Ten Children Screaming
Nine Cop Cars Screeching
Eight Houses Burning
Seven Men A-Hiding
Six Bodies Hanging
Five Gold-Tipped Knives!!!
Four Ruined Carpets
Three Pissed-Off Proxies
Two Watching Eyes
And a Slenderman chasing after me!!!"
Masky stared at the singing Jeff. "You. Are one fucked up boy."
A Burning Smile (part 9)"Isiss," Masky murrmured. He was shaking my shoulder to wake me up. "Isiss, come on wake up. its time to eat."A Burning Smile (part 9)2 years ago in Horror More Like This
I groaned unhappily and pulled the covers tighter around me.
Masky chuckeld, and contiued to shake my shoulder. "Come on! Hoody`s stuck on jeff like a burr, just like you wanted him too!"
Smiling to myself, I thought about how I was using the better numbers, just like Jeff was.
Hoody was now following jeff whenever he went out to kill. from a distance of course. This way, no one could would get picked off or something.
sometimes Masky or Hoody would stay behind and keep an eye on me, and the other would follow Jeff around like a little lost puppy. Sure, Jeff hated being watched, but he was putting up with it because I wanted him to.
I smirked under the covers. Having power was awesome.
Masky was keeping an eye on things here, in another house. Jeff thought about dropping the visits to empty, or filled..., houses. bBt later, we decided to keep doing it.
Masky was here with me,
Creepy Pasta Crew (Big Bang Theory Theme Parody)Our whole planet earth was in aCreepy Pasta Crew (Big Bang Theory Theme Parody)2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
What about 14 thousand years ago
The Slenderman he-
The children disappeared
The mothers they had lots of tears
The pastas grew
We only knew
There would be more
(Your heart is pounding now)
Welcome to the creepypasta crew
Since the Gods made man
They almost thought it wrong
They realize man had needed monsters
Some were little some were big and strong
A year or two later and then the Slenderman was made
His suit was nice and straight
The humans they soon met their fate
They tried to run from his full hate
And they all DIED
(He used his tentacles)
Then Rake will kill you nothing new
Welcome to the creepypasta crew
They're all here to make you
Yes theeeeyree stalking you and every one all night
AAAND your in for such a heart-beat stopping fright
they're coming closer to you
Where will you run
What will you do?!
the creep-y-pas-tas found you
Cutter's LullabyLets go to sleep; Close our eyes,Cutter's Lullaby7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
And dream of broken butterflies
That tore their wings against a thorn.
We know the pain that they have borne.
Silver metal, shine so bright.
Scarlet blood that feels so right.
Dream of blood tickling down,
And wake up just before we drown.
The moonlights shining off our tears,
As we bleed out our own worst fears.
So tonight we start to cry,
And sing the Cutters lullaby
Hushabye, baby, youre almost dead.
You have no pulse and your pillow is red.
Youre family hates you and your friends let you bleed,
Sleep tight with a knife because thats all you need.
Rockabye baby, broken and scarred,
You didnt know life would be this hard.
Time to end the pain that you hid so well,
And down will come baby, straight back to hell.
jeff the killer~Burned out eye lidsjeff the killer~2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Carved in smile
A insane killer
No one can keep him down
is what he is to normal people
Not sure who he is anymore
Wants to be beautiful
Misses his brother and parints
But theres no turning back
As he is to the readers of creepy pasta
Most people think he is just a sick killer who kills for fun
But is really just a boy who lost his mind
But to the members of creepypasta
He's one of them
There Was a Crooked Man...There was a crooked man,There Was a Crooked Man...2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
And he walked a crooked mile,
He found a crooked sixpence,
Upon a crooked stile,
He found a crooked cat,
Which caught a crooked mouse
And they all lived together
In a crooked little house
Now do you ever wonder,
About this crooked man?
What crooked deeds did he commit
With his crooked hands?
Did he have a family?
Did he have friends?
When did his life become
So full of crooked bends?
So I shall tell the crooked tale
Of how he came to be,
But if anybody asks;
You didn't hear it from me.
A very long time ago,
He had two children and a wife,
And his beautiful family,
Was the love of his life
But even back then,
Deep in his mind, soul, and heart,
There was an evil voice,
That said, 'The crookedness must start'
And so the crooked man,
Became very paranoid,
And deep within him grew,
A very crooked void
He thought his darling wife,
Had fallen for another,
And that all of her affection,
Was just a cunning cover,
So in a rage, he tied her up,
Threw her on the bed,
:Endless Path:I have lost my dearest treasures:Endless Path:2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the depths of the blazing sores.
I have lost all my people
Ever once more.
Deep down in my heart, The pain will be impossible to fade
Ever so careless, heartbroken, and unintentionally made.
The straights, the gays, the lesbian and bi-sexual,
Even a simple fraction, can cause the sensual.
Our bonds, hopes, and dreams are constructional,
But my heart is fading, people cause it to be destructible.
The ones that I love, They have turned away.
The ones that I adore, They can never say.
The ones that I look up to, Their colors fade to gray.
The ones that I see, Their eyes say "Go away"
I have lost all that I have ever wanted, yet my path is coming again.
Black ListToday I made a black list,Black List4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I wrote your name down first,
And when I get my business done
You'll be far from sorely missed.
Today I made a black list,
Today I made a plan.
Tomorrow I will knock you down
And tie you by your hands.
Today I made a black list,
And right by your name,
Nature of death, torturous,
I'll kill you with the pain.
Last night I made a black list,
I've since crossed out your name,
Your bones lie in a skinned heap,
Your eyes gouged and mouth tame.
I sewed up your lips
I Stole your ugly eyes,
And skinned you like a common cow,
To punish you for lies.
I've burned the blacklist with your bones
And kissed your life goodbye
Because once you're in my Black List
It's sure that you will die.
A Burning Smile (part 1)A Burning Smile (part 1)2 years ago in Horror More Like This
“Mom…I-…I’m leaving….”the words had gotten stuck in my throat...but I forced them out.
My mom looked up from her dishes and starred at me. “w-what..?”
Guilt was heavy in my heart, but this is what I wanted. I put on a strong face and tried to speak with as much certainty as I could muster. And my gift for lying helped make my voice more convincing. “Mom, I’ve decided that I need sometime alone right now. And I think it’s best if I just stay on my own. I hope you can understand.”
But of course…she didn’t. “No! Absolutely not! You’re just going through a tough time and running away is not going to solve all your problems! Where would you stay?!” she tried to sound angry, but there was fear in her eyes. If I left, she would be completely alone.
But I wanted to go with Jeff, and if she didn’t want me to leave…well…. I was going anyways.
“Mom, it’s not ru
A Brief History of The Writer, Slenderman's MemoryEdgar Allen Poe.... Known to all humans by that very name...A Brief History of The Writer, Slenderman's Memory2 years ago in Settings More Like This
A name that's remembered by everyone... But not I....
I knew him as a different man, with a different name....
With a secret purpose unknown to mankind except those who fell victim to his words...
The one you knew as Poe, was known to the monsters as..
His creativity was unmatched. He did not simply MURDER his victims, and retrieved their souls... He made it an art.
He was one of my favorite underlings, hardly an underling at all in fact... More like an old friend throughout the years...
I never missed a chance to watch him work... One of my favorite performances had to be the pit and the pendulum. I felt the suspense just watching it happen.
In the end, he let me have the last laugh, as I "rescued" the victim from their torment.
...................... . . .
One night, in October, I was to take out a man called Albert Reynolds...
You see, What I did not realize was that this man... had