Unexpected to be killed in cold blood, in the wanna be prom queens bedroom. Her shiny dress , spots of blood now layed on the silky dress , did not match the clean room, stunning vanity , or the aura given by the unexpected murder . “I want to be prom queen , and I’ll do whatever it takes!” The last words the victim heard before she was gracefully nocked to the floor. Making a loud crash. The sile...
Her head felt cloudy. In a panic state she froze. Flashbacks. Flashbacks filled her mind. The day she swore was a nightmare… was reality. The shadow figure.. the vision… the nightmare… that she now turned to see… standing. Standing right behind her. Viciously, she was grabbed from behind, by the shoulders. She felt as if she was suffocating. The same feeling she felt in her airy throat the last ti...
He was running. He felt the sharp rocks and uncomfy grass as he ran through the woods. the ripped up trainers he had were severely torn. He had no car. Just himself. He was out of breathe. Panting heavily.
He was being chased. He thought it was his friend. But he did not know anymore. All he knew was he was alive. All he knew was he was okay; he thought so anyways, causally ignoring the large cu...
“She’s not who she says she is” She isn’t. On her wedding day mascara running down her face. Her beautiful wedding dress was white and elegant. The girl could feel the suspicious aura lurking. Whispers filled the room as they saw. They noticed. Very quickly noticed. The bright crimson like red patches of blood hidden beneath the ruffles. The lady began to smile and people realised someone was trag...
It was cloudy, it was getting dark. The time the beautiful ; dangerous lady emerges from the water, and perfectly picks her unlucky little target. She peers her hawk eyes just above the waters calm surface, out of sight. There’s a girl, a worried looking girl, a young looking girl. Long silky purple hair that reached her knees. She was fairly small and was holding onto her teddy bear with a firm ...
It’s late at night. The cars outside are peacefully driving by, milo can feel the breeze through the open window.He lays there sadly looking lost at the ceiling. He doesn’t want to be there. He doesn’t want to be at hospital. Then all of a sudden he sees a patient that is asleep, sleep talking. Milo feels uneasy and grips on to his blanket. Then the sleeping patient says something unbelievable. Mi...
Slowly, As Milo entered the gloomy little world of death he felt as if he was being lifted. the weight took of his shoulders. He felt at home, he felt safe with death near… for once he felt at home. His baby blue eyes shone, he felt pained; he liked it. He never wanted to leave the rush of adrenaline he got from entering this wonderful wicked world of death. City of death…
Dearly loved death...
