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Write a story that centres around a superstition.
For example, your story could revolve around the number thirteen, associated with bad luck in western cultures but good luck in some eastern cultures. Or you can make up your own superstitions.
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A young girl of seven years, perched on her knees upon the sidewalk in front of her childhood home, had a thought. Not a very important thought, but a thought nonetheless. One that left her bewildered. and when she was confused, well, there was only one thing she could do.
She asked her sister.
“Maddie?” Maya Rose prompted quietly, absently rolling a toy car between her hands. not wanting to st...
Salem, my beloved, my furry feline.
I’ll have no worries as long as he’s mine.
Everyone knows to approach me with care,
Otherwise, they’ll end up with burdens to bear.
Miss Crawford, for example, who lived down the way,
Grew balls and decided to cuss me one day.
But little did poor little Miss Crawford know,
Salem was there to witness the show.
A screech of terror came from her house later...
We walked three blocks to school and back
And skipped around the sidewalk cracks
The older children knew this hack
And taught us so matter-of-fact
If you happen to step on a crack
You’ll surely break your mother’s back
And so I tread with careful feet
One two three-stop, and then repeat
Precarious on every street
My mother’s life in every beat
Made sure my brother did repeat
The every movement o...
The population is 109. Nobody knows when it'll go down or who the next victim will be. Your fate has been decided for you and you can only sit in fear, praying to live one more day.
I can’t say when this started, who's controlling it, or just why it’s happening. All I know is that your name determines the way you'll die – and you do your best to avoid it.
My name is Petir, meaning, “Thunder an...
October 31st is the day Skull Face emerges from his coffin. Nobody knows who he is—or what he is. The only thing we know is that he's dead, a zombie basically, and terrifying.
He wears an all black suit that blends in with the dark street and sky. He has long, raven hair that reaches his shoulders. And, then his face… his face is a skull.
Yes, an actual skull, not a painted skull or a costume ...
Sebastian has always been odd. From the day his mother attempted to exorcize him in his uncles basement, he has been fascinated in what can’t be seen. And curiosity got the best of him. But in this case curiosity got the cat killed, and no satisfaction could bring it back.
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The floors stained with blood, the smell of the rotting cat on his floor drenching the ...
On Friday the 13th of all days, she found herself in many ways disoriented and afraid. She did everything she could to avoid the sinister power, she avoided cracks and waking underneath ladders, but all went to heck when the devil’s number came into view and everything thus forth was thrown quite askew.
A rabbit foot around her neck or a lucky four-leaf clover could not counterbalance the bad luc...
Sandwiched between a pair of pawn shop, Fritzi O’Doul was the kind of place you would walk by in the daytime and never notice. Fritzi O’Doul’s was the kind of place you would cross the street to avoid at night. But to the regulars it was the third place, a solid no frills bar smelling of cigarettes and spilt beer. The jukebox only played the Rat Pack, the nicotine stained walls were pockmarked by ...
The moon was the first life-form to ever exist he sat in the emptiness and darkness , just floating. Time didn’t matter to him. After all he was the only one there. One day, the loneliness and sadness took over him. And he cried. He cried until he had no tears left to shed. Around him, tears of every imaginable color formed, and the biggest one, the last tear, stretched his arms as he saw the sobb...
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