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Voice Box.I was tired, but i had to keep walking. My feet hurt and they felt as if they were bleeding, and they probably were.
With each step, i felt as if i was another world away. I looked ahead, the streets glowed from the overhead shine of streetlights.
"Where was I?" I began to ask myself, but i quickly realized i didn't care.
Anything was better than the alternative.
My revolving questions became "What street am I on?", as i looked around, i saw no indication of a sign, but i trudged on anyway.
I ran away from home, most kids say they will do it, but they always chicken out.
I was surprised i did it.
It was tempting to go back, but i didn't. Its been 3 days, i have been living off the $15 i stole from my mothers purse, and it's been far too late for me to walk home and try to pretend nothing happened.
Its hard to imagine, 3 straight days of walking, (except for the 3-4 hours i slept a night).
I could already imagine "The have you seen me" poster
It would say my name in bold print, Ph
Creepypasta: The Greatest Show on Earth!
If your listening to this, warning: you have a choice to make. Continue on listening and learn the way of the circus or stop..and let it all be a mystery...if you choose to listen on..you'll be charged if you make it to the end...something awaits for you.
Come all to the greatest show on Earth!
The Ringmaster says day after day, Monday through Friday. He's sick and tired of saying that phrase over and over again. Who blames him?
Dare Devil's await their turn to bring the crowd up on their feet. Did you know that the "safety net" really isn't there? Hehe...it's all an illusion. If they fall....oh to bad. Do you believe me...you shouldn't believe a puppet or the puppeteer.
The Hairy Lady is next in line, what a beautiful soul she is. Many ask where does all that hair come from? I'll tell you...from others. The people who did not pay their way into the circus, the Bearded Lady rips all their hair out and t
Based on personal hallucinations.
How cliche to be sitting here in the study of my Tuscan inspired home, alone and listening to the tapping of heavy rains against the glass windows. It was reminiscent of Edgar Allen Poe’s The Raven, only, I have no chamber door or the gentle rapping of a raven to distract my reading. Only the rain and the crackling of the warm fire in my hearth. A cold and wet winter’s night; it was unusual Arizona weather and even more so unusual to light a fire in addition to regular heating.
I turned the page of my book and adjusted accordingly in my chair so the light would illuminate every inch of the page and spare me the strain of reading in the dark. I don’t know why I read this way, with only a bar lamp on the coffee table nearby and a fire. I suppose the environment is calming, maybe too calming…
The roar of thunder does not phase me and the lightning flickering across the black skies adds mere seconds of additional lighting to
DarkiplierI see him in the mirror my other half I've always been afraid.... Of him and what he'll do... he wants to take over I can feel it he hates me he hates that I've trapped him inside only to be let out when I want him to be, he paces inside my head waiting for that one moment it's the only thing he needs one moment of weakness to take over I can't.... I can't let him take over I'm the only thing standing in his way....I have to stay strong I can't let him escape... All of those who I care about they would be in danger he wouldn't stop till he's destroyed everything..... He's growing stronger every day I can sense it the nightmares are getting worse and his voice is growing stronger in my head....he knows it's only a matter of time before he can over power me.... and when he does there won't be anything I can do I'll be trapped just like he was trapped... Trapped and forced to watch everyone I care about die .... I wish I could get help but I know I can'
Sunny (english)The couple was still in the room, in which the woman had brought their common child to the world. Right away, gave me the midwife that newborn child. I looked at it more closely. It was a girl. Bright skin, eyes still closed and she was still warmly, and in a healthy condition. She was perfect.
“They'll be surprised, when I doesn't show them the child”, said the midwife unsurely.
“Shall not disturb us further”, I though, and turned my back to her.
“Oh, ok then. What should I do?”, she asked me still with an uncertain voice.
“Go away! And let nobody come in here, no matter what you hear! You’ll stay also outside”, I reply.
I put the newborn now in the hands of the midwife, and took care that she didn’t go to the couple.
I took the scalpel, and hidden it behind my back. So I went to the apparently happy couple.
“What’s happening? Why aren’t we able to see our child?”, the man asked me easily outraged, whi
Strange dreamThis morning when I woke up, I had only been asleep for a few hours, I was still very tired, so I went back to sleep...and had quite a strange lucid dream...
My dream started with me standing in the middle of some town, in an estate filled with houses. I was standing in the middle of the road, some cars were parked outside a few of the houses but the whole place was quiet...too quiet. I looked around, it looked like it was evening time, the sky was dim, and the sun would be setting soon. None of the houses had their lights on. This town was completely empty. Not a single man, woman or child in sight. So I just stood there for a minute and looked ahead of me. Where the lines of houses ended, there was a small grassy patch, surrounded by trees. I took a few steps closer, and stood on the grass. Looking down I saw a square of dirt with no grass growing on it, and a large cardboard box with crude crayon drawings of sad looking children all over them, each one seemingly hol
(TF2) He's a Monster"Kill him," that voice mumbled inside the BLU's messed up and static filled head. "kill him and make me proud."
'Hey, Scout, what 'appened in-... ...S-son, what are you doin' with that there knife...?' The BLU Engineer carefully spoke, watching as his team-mate approached him with a blank and emotionless stare, his eyes reading nothing but hate and a loathing to kill, and even a tint of red sparkled in them. The Texas man had made the great mistake in investigating the bone-chilling screams of their Solider and Demoman from the kitchen area, only to find the boy standing over them, clutching tightly at the butcher's knife with blood splattered all over the place. As soon as they met eye contact, Scout had slowly started to stalk him, the knife remaining at his side.
'...' He tilted his head as he stared at him, as if trying to think his words through. His eyes remained slightly red, but he clutched the bloodied knife tighter. "Do the same to him as you did to Solider a
Horror: Through the Looking Glass(WARNING: Strong themes involving death)
I had to say goodbye to her again today. I had to. It's been just like every other time so far. I watch the pain cross her features. I want to reach for her so badly but nothing seems to get through. It used to be really scary to watch her like this. I guess you get used to everything after a while no matter how painful it is.
I watch her make a slip knot and check it carefully. Her touch over the fabric is disturbingly gentle and warm. I want desperately to say something to her but I can't. All I can do is watch as she places the soft silk around her neck again. I want to scream at her but I know it won't do any good. She won't be able to hear me even if I do. It won't change anything at all.
I feel the cold air rush over me again as she opens the closet door and starts gathering clothing. It's like this every time but why can't I stop it! I feel sick and can taste bile rising into the back of my throat as she starts to carefully place the item
El origen de CS parte 5EL ORIGEN DE CS
Diario auditivo 5 de la doctora Eleanor
Los progresos que hemos hecho en estos meses han sido…… interesantes, al principio pensé que sería más fácil construir el prototipo para viajar entre universos con la ayuda de otros científicos, pero por desgracia solo lo complican más, siguen escépticos ante mis teorías, dudan mucho que el experimento funcione, pero por suerte, reciente mente descubrí algo interesante, existe un invento que crearon como arma para enfrentar a los hambrientos, básica mente tiene el aspecto de un machete electrificado que descarga una potente energía eléctrica, me di cuenta que con los ajustes necesarios y dividiendo el machete haciendo que tenga una forma en “V” puede crear suficiente energía para construir el prototipo, claro, este prototipo tendría un tamaño pequeño, no podríamos via
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