Noises(WARNING: general horror)
Sometimes the things that scare us most aren't works of fiction. More often than you would think they are the things that we have lived through. I'll share with you, whether you choose to believe me or not, one of those tales.
It was summer the first time it had happened. I was home alone that night. I was watching a favored show when the noise started. It was so soft and subtle at first that I hadn't really noticed it. It wasn't until the commercial break that I heard that soft tapping more fully.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
I still remember the way it sounded. It seemed to echo off the walls in that dark room before finding me again. I naturally thought I had just scared myself into hearing it. After all it was a scary program I had been watching. I still felt terribly uneasy but I shoved the feeling aside when the show had started again.
I didn't notice the noise again for the rest of the airing. By the end of the program I was content again and comfortable. I could fee
pewDIEpie(Warnings: general horror)pewDIEpie2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It's just a game. I know that but I'm not so sure it makes as much sense as it used to. I wish I could pretend that simple phrase still brought me so much comfort.
I started playing these horror games a long time ago. I will admit that I'm pretty easily scared but it looked like fun. I didn’t see any harm in it. I was wrong in so many ways though. I understand that now. I know you won't listen to me. Not many people take me very seriously anyway. I am being serious though.
Don't play those horror games too much. When I started playing them it was no big deal. I would get a little scared but at the end of the day I could just turn off the monitor. In that simple movement all of my fears would go away. Every last monster or nightmarish world would disappear into reality. It was that easy.
I didn't start to notice a difference in things until recently. I would sit down and start to record but something was just...different. I would record like I normally d
Nothing is wrong with meI always used to hate when people looked at me. I wished to be invisible, tried to be like everyone else. It never worked. Why me? Whatīs wrong with me?Nothing is wrong with me3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Why do people always give labels to others? We have name, you know. Isnīt it enough? But how often do you really get called by your name? "Hey, you on left. Hello, pretty girl. Look, the nerds are coming." Itīs more like this.
And thereīs nowhere to run. Nowhere except-
I speeded my steps up so much that I was almost running.
What are you running from? Do you really think that you can escape?
When did it start? When I started to run? Was it in the kindergarten? Kids used to laugh that Iīm fat. Kids are cruel. They donīt understand how words can hurt. Itīs not their fault, they say kids would grow up. But do they? I grew and childish roundness disappeared. Yet kids kept laughing. Whatīs wrong with me? Why do they laugh?
Youīre a nerd. Bookworm. Swat. Why donīt you wear thick round glasses like other nerds?
LatreuophobiaI wash off sick-sweet orange lipstick in front of a mirror as dusty as gothic romances. It tastes like oblivion, that is to say, like nothing my tongue can detect.Latreuophobia2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The door opens with a creak no private restroom could emulate. Some chick with blue bobbed hair and smeared eyeliner. I looked like that once. Ten years ago.
Getting the beer out of my hair is harder. Some men just can't take it when I'd rather they not kiss my feet or call me an angel or-
“Dayum girl, you look like a goddess.”
I gulp, taste of acid.
AloneI’m all aloneAlone2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
You’re far away
All I can hear,
Is the sound of me screaming your name
Here I am
All on my own
And all I can feel is
The warmth of your embrace
Where are you when
I need you the most?
Without you I just wonder around
Just like some pointless ghost
All the while just needing to hear
You, say that, im not alone
I’m all alone
You’re far away
Oh why can you just
Be with me tonight?
Here I am
Where am I?
There’s nothing left inside
And now I can’t see the light
I can’t, take this anymore!!
Where are you
When I need you the most?
Without you I just seem
To wonder around
Like some unwanted broken soul
All the while just needing to hear
You, say that, I’m not alone…
Just say that I’m not alone…
When I close my eyes…
I see you upon a cloud..
Softly calling out to me…
And some where
I know that I
Will never truly be alone
Never be, alone…
Cryaotic(Warnings: General Insanity)Cryaotic2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Everyone has secrets. Sometimes they have secrets they don't even know about. They are the things we force ourselves to forget. I only wish I could forget them now that the voices have become quiet.
Everyone always seems to think that I'm just a normal person. I swear to you that I can be. It's hard sometimes though when they start talking again. You don't know what it's like to always have them watching you.
Sometimes I see them in mirrors. All of our pale white faces make it hard to know which one is which. And sometimes I can't tell the difference between their voices and mine. Do you want to know what they're like? There can be so many of them that I will only tell you about the main ones.
I call this one Mad. Why? Because he does things that don't make sense to me sometimes. He's wild and angry. He usually only talks to me when things have fallen apart. He tells me things. Tells me to hurt people. He tells me the truth about others, you know. He makes
The Reaper ChildIt was a hot, dry day, as Toby walked among the markets, he was heading towards an arena, new fighters had come up recently, since he and his clan were short on capable fighters the arena was the best place to check. He sat down as the fighters were ready to come out of the cages.The Reaper Child1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The announcer walked into the middle of the arena, "Ladies and gentlemen! Today, we have some very exciting news! We have two very brand new fighters today!" The crowd roared with cheer, "We have here to the right a member of the Dragos clan!" Once again the crowd cheered as a average height man walked out of the cages, wearing something close to a kilt, and a classic gladiator helm from the ancient Roman days, "This man hails from the Capitol, and he is the finest there has ever been this early in his training!" The crowd went completely insane.
"And to our left, is a young fighter hailing from the shadow clan!" The audience started booing as a young girl walked toward the middle of the arena, she wore a lon
MalnoirMalnoirMalnoir1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
It is very possible, as humans, to lose ourselves in a good book. It happens randomly, and can occur on the first page or the last, and often times breaking out of the hypnotic trance is near impossible. It’s an addiction of sorts, reading, and it’s also the greatest talent than mankind has every developed. But nowadays, as my body begins to give out from age and I find myself cooped in my apartment, reading to pass the time, I often wonder if the books can lose themselves in us. As we read them they stare back at us and watch and think and ponder and admire the human form. But we often find ourselves too enthralled to notice the words that seem to be talking to us, the sentences so bizarre that they couldn’t possibly be directed at a character in the book, but must instead be directed at an individual reader. I often wonder this as my body begins to fail me, as life begins to abandon my soul, leaving it for atrophy, and I can’t help but think of my olde
GreenXRed-Slender'It's just a game', Red thought, 'how bad could it be?'GreenXRed-Slender2 years ago in Horror More Like This
One night Red was simply watching an old childhood cartoon in Green's living room when Green challenged him. To a battle? No, a game. They'd played games against each other before, Green usually winning since Red wasn't much of a gamer.
This game was a little bit different. It was single player, and on Green's computer. Red only hoped it wasn't Minesweeper, he only played it once but found it extremely boring.
When Green set up the game for Red, he turned the volume high and plugged in headphones for Red. He put the game menu on max screen as well, grinning the whole time. What sort of game was this?
"Okay, you gotta go around in a forest and find eight sheets of paper. Simple, right?" Green asked. Red just stared at the screen, showing the game menu. The game itself was called 'Slender.' Strange name.
"You have to play it in here with the lights off, otherwise you can barely see the screen." Green lied, and left the room and clos
AntimatterI am nothingAntimatter1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And nothing is something
But did you ever think: no-thing no-thing, lack of?
I Belong To You I hate rain. Not really, I love it. Just not when the most beautiful, perfect, wonderful, perfect, comfortable, waterproof, perfect coat in existence has been savagely butchered by my so-called friend’s Dalmatian. Every slap of rain on my naked arms is a stinging reminder of the irreparable hole in my wardrobe.I Belong To You2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Some people might try to fill the void with lesser coats but I can’t bring myself to betray Valentino, even after her death. Instead my slippery arms grapple with each other in wet shock as I stumble to the op shop, clinging to one last thread of hope. I know in my deadened heart that I’ll never have another coat like her. Yet here I am, blundering through the elements in my vain search for the acceptance and warmth I found wrapped in Valentino’s woollen sleeves.
Thud. My body slams into the door, making the ‘open’ sign quiver and the bells tinkle in offense. I fight for entry, the door’s assault doubled by the stale funk of
The HoundIt was a cool, clear evening on the moor in Devonshire, you turned around to see if he was still following you, "C'mon, you're fitter than I am and I'm farther ahead!" You called, "Well yeah! You're not carrying everything!" He shouted back.The Hound1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
He flopped over in the grass, you ran over to see if he was alright, you heard him start laughing, you smacked him, "Mark, that's not funny, I thought you fainted!" You shouted angrily, smacking him again.
Mark looked around, "You sure we should be out here?" He asked worriedly, you look at him, "Of course, we're not on any private property." You huffed playfully, "And if you're worried about that curse, its not real, that was a story written by a man a few hundred years ago." You stated.
"I know... But its still freaky." He said rubbing the back of his neck, "And even if it was real, the hounds wouldn't attack us, they would attack the richest people on the moor." You stated taking a sip of some coffee.
The two of you sat and talked for over half
Untitled To become a writerUntitled1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
You must have a boring childhood
and a creative mind
Store all your secrets
in thousands of empty journals
And scribble on your bedroom walls
Grow up late
And throw your life to the wind
Travel across the states
Drink Coke out of glass bottles from Mexico
And listen to good music with meaning
Smoke second-hand, once a week
Find your true love wearing skull earrings and a mohawk
Play classical guitar
Let your fingers do the talking
Never write about your childhood
Remember to love, forgive and forget, and know you are not alone in this world.
Let us Say GoodbyeLet us Say GoodbyeLet us Say Goodbye2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I wish to say something, this is to all of you selected ones. To the sad masses I see before these old and strange eyes of mine. I wish to tell you thank you, thank you for allowing me to see the monsters of the world. The rapists, the pedophiles, the thieves, and the betrayers, are only but a few that I could foresee; thank you all so much. But like the double edged sword we both suffer for it.
But please disregard that last statement, as this should be a happy occasion. To each and every one of you; to you who are those rapists, pedophiles, thieves, and betrayers who are bound by the blood of our elders and ancestors. I say goodbye. I wish to say goodbye to you as you are the monsters I see. I cringed as I once called you my family, my friends, my gods, but thank you for showing the path I must now thread. For you can no longer exist within my world. I must take you away in order for my survival, as the damaged is far beyond the ability to heal. I have not done the
Where good men go to die.Unwashed bodiesWhere good men go to die.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
bent over scorched earth
toiling as sweat draws rivers
in the dust upon their faces.
clinging to skeleton wrists
feet dragging and kicking dust
choking rebellious songs in their wake.
like a welcome blessing
drowning out the conscious pain
of being aware of their destiny.
deep in their minds
may cause a slight discomfort
reminding them of former lives lost.
like a tidal wave
drowning the echoes of pasts
they do not wish to remember.
shattered like jigsaw puzzles
no longer fitting the frame
like tatters of cloth upon bones.
falls upon scorched earth
exhaling as tears draw furrows
in the dust becoming their graves.
What ive seenIve seen a man go mad before he burned aliveWhat ive seen1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ive seen a woman rip out her hair before she died of lies
Ive seen a dog go rabid, before collapsing on the street.
Ive seen you watch all of this, through the window pane.
Crimson Anthesis: Chapter 1Crimson AnthesisCrimson Anthesis: Chapter 16 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
-Chapter 01: Overture-
"The glorious Rhodonthea Kingdom is the most powerful of the entire continent. It is believed to have come to life roughly 1000 years ago, when the first Rhodonthean, Aphrodite, appeared in the lands.
Queen Aphrodite was of outstanding beauty; and she is still looked upon as a kind of deity even in the current Rhodonthean generations. The name "Rhodonthea" itself is dedicated to her; with "rhodon" meaning "rose" and "thea" meaning "goddess". The other firstborns, whom are also considered deities, were King Ares and his sister Princess Athena.
All three of them had what are presently "Elite Traits", though each of them displayed one more prominently. This inspired the names of said traits: Aphrodite's Blessing, multiple vital roses which brought fertility; Ares' Prowess, a thorn tail which brought power; and lastly Athena's Wisdom, is what people call thorn horns which brought cleverness. All of these traits can be still fou
Better than a BetaCongratulations! You've helped me become Champion!Better than a Beta2 years ago in Horror More Like This
You look surprised, but I guess I can’t blame you. The protagonists usually don’t talk to you, do they? At least Kris never did.
Well anyway, I want to thank you. Not only did you choose me, but you worked hard to get me to Champion status! And even better, I’ve never heard you say a negative thing about me, and you even admitted I was better than Kris! As a reward, I’m going to let you be one of the few lucky people I’ll tell my story to. You should be grateful that I have deemed you good enough.
Now what story could such a sweet and happy character have behind her? Well you see, I wasn’t always like this- a hero, famous, a champion. In fact, I was quite the opposite. Until I decided to do something about it.
I’m warning you, this tale is dark. I refuse to leave out the details, you need to know the full extent of what I went through.
But you wouldn’t hate me for it, would you? Of course
Cryaotic: Let's Play(Warnings: General insanity. Some language.)Cryaotic: Let's Play2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a difficult day today. It had been normal until Virus woke up. He usually sleeps a lot so I was a little more than just surprised.
I had been playing a game with a friend, Pewds to be exact. The day itself had been pretty quiet until we started a co-op game. I can't even remember what game it was but it was a scary one.
It happens sometimes that Virus likes to show when I'm really scared. I guess it's because he likes fear. Or at least that's what he always says. He once said to me that there was no emotion more delicious than fear. I still am not sure what the hell he was talking about.
Anyway, I was playing when we both got a good jump scare. It wasn't that big a deal but I guess it was enough to make Virus visit. Next thing I knew he was sitting next to me.
"H-h-h-how long ha-have you been pla-pl-playing?" He draped himself around me shoulders. I hate the way he sounds when he talks. His voice is just like mine but I always know i
Story Commission: Lunachi139Luna felt the soft breeze caress her face, it was chilly but yet she found a comfort in it that only she could know the true meaning of. She was an angel, sent down from heaven to grant people happiness and good opulence. Today was her first day down upon this strange planet, so she sniffed the air and looked around. The humans had such a strange smell about their world and it hurt her to see how badly they treated this planet, and as she moved her head to the side to see the humans dropping trash upon the ground she cringed. She wished she could help not only the humans but this planet as well.Story Commission: Lunachi1392 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It was her duty to take desperate humans under her wing and to help them with hard obstacles in their life. To some that were heartbroken, she would heal their hearts and to those that lost all hope, she would give them back that lost brightness. Yet everything in this world was so new to her and it intrigued her immensely. To see all the people, buildings, vehicles and contraptions that the hu
HeroFires consume the earthHero2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Reducing everything to nothing but
A simple plié of ash
War break out between worlds
Tearing entire families apart
Like a stone thrown into fragile glass
Anger fills thousands of hearts
Slowly breaking them under the weight of the pain
Something needs to change…
We need a hero!
Someone to save us from ourselves
We need a hero!
Someone to give us back out lives
A hero who can stand and fight
For what he thinks is right
And save us from the death inside
We need a hero…
To come before it’s too late
And change our somber fate
Ao Oni Theory- LGBT TeensAo Oni is about LGBT teenagers trying to come out of the closet to a society that looks down on the gay community.Ao Oni Theory- LGBT Teens2 years ago in Horror More Like This
The Oni represents the public; if the characters aren't in the closet or if it sees the character enter the closet, the Oni will try to turn the character into another Oni in the same way homophobic societies will attempt to change an LGBT individual's orientation.
The closet represents... well, the closet. The character is only safe from the Oni if they are in a closet and the Oni doesn't know they're hiding in the same way LGBT individuals will often hide their orientation from the public to avoid backlash.
The puzzles represent the characters attempting to earn public support or to prove that they're able to function in normal society despite the fact that they don't fit in with the public's idea of "normal".
---THIS SECTION IS ABOUT THE CHARACTERS AND MAY CONTAIN GAME SPOILERS---
Hiroshi is the only character to survive the Oni, possibly because
SuicideMy life...Suicide10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
My arm, my legs
Red with blood.
Filled with emotion that flood.
My hidden truth...
Found in lies.
Pills down my throat.
Give me one reason
To write a note.
Knife gripped in hand.
No one understands.
Drenched in pain.
Surrounded by darkness.
Innocence I can't regain.
... Maybe I'm Heartless.
Starting to fade.
Beginning to fall
A bit adraid.
I'm losing it all.
Beginning to cry.
No one can save me now
I'm about to die...