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Dark green tree's swishing past the black out window. Leaves rustling like they were talking.
The silver car door opens swiftly makeing a high piched screech, The old blue patterened house threatening to fall down, walking up the path doging the wet green grass. Grasping the old golden rusty door knocker, pulling it up and letting go as it crashes against the green house door. A shuffle behind the door it opens she goes in and istantly a collection of brown and yellow razer sharp jaws jerk at her.....
The ragdoll
Gasping for breath I wake up, I creap down the old victorian floor board stairs. I see my grey haired dad standing in the kitchen baking eggs.
"Morning sweet" He laughed
"What is for breakfast" I replied pretending not to be tierd
"Egg on toast love"
"ah"
You going out today with jake?"
"Yeh"
later that afternoon...........
"hi babe"Jake whispeared"Where did that ragdoll come from?"
"What? I don't know!"
Driving through the forest we came to a hault
"Damn it no petrel!"Jake cursed"Stay here I'll be back"
Sudenly I had this unsure felling in my stomach as I wached Jake leave it started to get dark soon the moon was out beckoning to come and gobble me up. A rustle in the trees orange leaves fell of the brown tree's suddenly a twig snapped. Then a rock thundered through my side door window. I unclicked my seat belt and bent down my back towards the door.
Jake's door opened"Jake your window , a rock.............someone.................." Suddenly I burst into blue tears.
"It's ok I know let's go home, will it be ok if I come in,my mums not back yet?"
"Yes"I stuttered
We drove home in complete silence when we opened my door there was the ragdoll..............
The choices are settled
The next day the ragdoll was gone but that morning I heard it cackle. I ran upstairs and Jake was there.....
Blood splattered up on all the walls Jake lay dead on the middle of the blood soaked floor
"Jake NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Jake"
I threw my restless body on Jakes stone cold body.
Then in the mist I saw the ragdoll with a sharp carving knife.
"How can I save him"
"die"
"no"
"Well he will die"
The living hell turned away
"Fine!"
The night I will never forget
That night instead of Jake dieing I died
That night instead of Jake lieing on the floor I lied on the floor.
In apuddle of blood draining my body.
It's a night I will never forget.
- Title: The night I will never forget
- Artist: X_Mimie_X
- Description: BEWARE DO NOT READ AT NIGHT!
- Date: 11/29/2009
- Tags: doll scary blood
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Comments (2 Comments)
- LightningStrukk - 01/02/2010
- Ive read wayy scarier
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- The Lacey Bear - 12/31/2009
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1) not that scary
2) to write scary stories, you need to build suspense-- this has none whatsoever
3) please make use of spell checker
4) learn when to use apostrophes. If something is plural, it does not get one
5) run-on sentences...big no-no.
ok concept, poor execution - Report As Spam