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Submitted by Starlight
Write a story or poem about a spirit seeking revenge.
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She wanted revenge. It was as simple as that. She had only one problem. She was dead. She would have to settle for haunting those who had wronged those she loved. She spoke lies in their ears, hoping they would realize there wrong by doing what was right. She scared them, just like they had scared her. She was crazy, but not as crazy as those who had hurt her. She wanted revenge. It was as simple as that.
I lay bare on the cold floor My lifeless body pale and empty Blood gushing out of my stomach Signaling the time of a heavy passing.
Wondering if I can find a sign That I was alive In this dark and lonely place
I wait for some kind of miracle To ease my suffering And my being deprived Of the line I once drew encased
So bring me back a body A face I can recognize A voice I can hear And a heartbeat I can feel A soul that is near
As I dream and hope And the darkness only grows I realize I have to take matters For the better it shows Into my own hands, And embrace Hell’s doors To become the one thing, Even a brother wouldn’t be able to endure
He saw me quick And he saw me fast I kept him on edge As he stumbled a mass The thick of blood And guilt he hid He knew then and there it was his time to come to an end.
The wind howled through the abandoned graveyard as the spirit emerged from the ground. It had been centuries since it had last walked the earth, and it had a singular purpose: revenge.
The spirit was once a human, a powerful and feared warlord who had been betrayed and killed by those he had trusted most. His death had been a cruel and unjust one, and he had spent the past centuries in purgatory, nursing his hatred and longing for vengeance.
But finally, the time had come for him to take action. He had been given the opportunity to return to the world of the living, and he was determined to make those who had wronged him pay.
He began to wander the earth, searching for the descendants of those who had betrayed him. He could sense their presence, and he could feel their fear as he drew closer. He was a powerful spirit, and he knew that he could make them suffer as he had suffered.
The first of his targets was a wealthy merchant, the great-grandson of one of his former advisors. The spirit appeared to him in a dream, tormenting him with visions of death and destruction. The merchant woke up in a cold sweat, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew that he was being haunted, and he was terrified of what the spirit might do to him.
The spirit continued to torment the merchant, causing him to lose sleep and lose his grip on reality. He lost all of his wealth and his reputation was ruined. He begged for forgiveness, but the spirit was not interested in forgiveness. It wanted revenge, and it was going to get it.
Next, the spirit turned its attention to a noblewoman, the great-great-granddaughter of one of his former generals. She was living a life of luxury, surrounded by wealth and privilege. But she too was plagued by nightmares and strange occurrences, and she knew that she was being haunted.
The spirit appeared to her in the form of a terrifying monster, and it whispered dark secrets in her ear. She was consumed by fear and paranoia, and she soon lost everything she held dear. Her friends and family deserted her, and she was left alone and destitute.
Finally, the spirit turned its attention to a powerful politician, the great-great-great-grandson of the one who had betrayed him the most. The politician was a ruthless and ambitious man, and he had never known defeat. But the spirit was determined to bring him down, and it began to torment him with visions of his own downfall.
The politician was plagued by nightmares, and he began to make mistakes. His enemies took advantage of his weakened state, and he soon found himself losing everything he had worked so hard to achieve. He was left alone and broken, his power and prestige a distant memory.
The spirit was satisfied. It had taken its revenge, and it had made those who had wronged it pay. But as it looked upon the ruins of their lives, it realized that revenge had not brought it the satisfaction it had hoped for. It was still consumed by hatred and anger, and it knew that it would never find peace.
With a final, mournful cry, the spirit disappeared into the night, leaving behind the shattered lives it had destroyed. The wind howled through the graveyard once more, and the spirit knew that it would be doomed to wander the earth forever, a vengeful spirit consumed by its own hatred.
This story happened in the late 2022 I was 15 at the time and when I woke up from bed I went to turn on the TV and there was breaking news there was a black Hole at the solar system and if you live near new york then you can see it and they got a report that the black hole swallowed Uranus 51 hours ago and now in 3 hours it will swallow the rest of the solar system I took a look in my Solar telescope and i saw a giant black hole but it was very far but it’s big as the moon since it’s far it’s 5000 seconds away from earth and 3 hours past and 25 seconds until the black hole takes the earth then out of the blue / out of the black because of the black hole I would say blue if it was blue anyway the black hole was making things float in the air and I started to float and then the moon was crashing into earth and the sun was turning blue witch was making it even hotter but the scariest part is that I was getting sucked into the black hole and then everything went black and im guessing 47 hours later I woke up in earth but not earth so I’m guessing that Scientist hat a theory that if you get sucked into a black hole big like the sub-506740976 the you can appear in a alternate reality and the sun was rising but it was not the sun it was the black hole And the moon was setting but the moon was a magnetar it has a magnetic field about 0.600 million magnetic field and I don’t know how but the black hole was not sucking up earth and if your 2000 miles from a magnetar it can turn all of your atoms to dust but same thing with the black hole it was not doing anything but setting and the sky was bright green but there where still stars and they were the same and the people in the city had normal skin color but the skin was glowing and I was next to the ocean sea and i saw lava instead of water and there were not birds there were dragons and dogs were dinosaurs and day and night star and end in less then 24 hours it happend in 3 seconds then last but not least people were flying in the air then I was thinking of flying and then I floated then I started thinking of how Will I get back home and then I teleported to my house but haft of it was gone and a car in the garage was broken the roof of the car looked like it was stepped on and then I found out that whatever I think makes it happen and I was thinking if I can go back to my universe and then i teleported to a room in a hotel with a sign that reads my universe and I found out that I may never find a way back home.
The ghost was spiteful. It was very spiteful. “grrrrr,” the ghost growled. It growled again. No one likes a ghost whole growls again no no ☝️.
The man killed the ghost. He killed him with his hands. He did not kill the ghost. The man killed the guy who was previously a man, but now he is a ghost 👻 because the man killed him. So, the man is now a ghost. The ghost is also revengeful. He is revengeful because he was killed by the man who was not a ghost. He is angry now.
The man crept along the darkened hallway, boots treading across the wooden floor. having hunted ghosts before, he was certain this spirit was seeking a resolution. Maybe a rather sinister one he thought.
“oooooooooooooooooooooooo,” the ghost saids. It walks over.
“Ga ga ga ga, a ghost!” the man saids being scared.
“I seek revenge for the brother you killed in my blood that died when you killed him,” the ghost said angrily.
“You and what army,” the man saids cunningly with a sinister grin.
“gasp,” the ghost saids.
The man kills the ghost this time. He has won by slaughtering the ghost. With his ace he killed the ghost. the ghost dies. He finished killing the ghost. He used both hands to kill the ghost with the axe he brought. He smiles.
Sometimes I would always hear these voices telling me to leave and don’t look back. But I didn’t because I didn’t understand why or what is happening but by the time I knew why. It’s too late since my sister is already attached to this place we live in, including my parents as well. Everything I do is hopeless, now all is left is the demon taking our souls.
It is midnight when I entered my sleeping sister Jessica’s room were the lamp stayed, it turned itself off and on and the urge to break it was slowly revealing itself when I walked towards it quietly. I don’t want to be considered as crazy like my sister calls me. So I managed not to just run over there and break the annoying lamp.
It stopped. The lamp quit turning on and off and now the atmosphere is becoming eerily quiet with me in the dark now, all by myself. In my peripheral vision, two red dots appeared inside the closet room were the doors are now open. Staring at me or through me as if was inspecting my soul.
Sweat appears on my forehead as the moonlight peaks into the room, illuminating the room a bit were I now can see things a bit. The thing in the dark was giving off a sinister aura. I didn’t have anything to attack with it except the St. Peter cross necklace I had around my neck to protect me.
And before I know it, the monster which is a demon flies towards me with its mouth hung open in a inhumanly way. I crashed against the wall and I opened my mouth to scream but only to feel something getting sucked inside me and the last thing I knew is the burning fire raging inside my body.
I have to kill anyone that steps this foot inside my house and now the target is my family.
Why do they get to smile?
Why do they get to laugh?
She’s the one that died, she’s the one they killed.
Why do they have a chance to be happy while she is drowning in anguish and misery?
They caused this, they are the ones to blame!
Their stress made her drink, their existence made her angry.
They deserve all that she has gotten, they deserve pain for the choices she made.
The choices they forced her to make.
They are the ones to blame.
She will make them pay, make them see just how much they hurt her by breathing.
She will kill them with all her rage, torment them with her pity, they will see her.
They will no longer look through her but instead stare into her black holes that are her eyes.
They will see her pain, the person they made her be.
This is all their fault, they are the ones to blame.
They made her this way and they were going to pay.
Time and vengeance are bitter company for the dead, They fester and grow and feed and spread.
When the body turns cold and the soul has no rest, Dark things arise and an apparition is possessed.
Hungry and yearning and greedy for truth, Justice is served with absence of ruth.
Not of this plane and spared from this earth, From spite and reprisal she earns her rebirth.
Vengeance embodied and poised like a blade,
It’s by her own hand that judgement be made.
Cheated on me. Slept with that hoe. Darling I’m coming; Away I won’t go.
I’ll haunt you forever.
You’ll always be mine.
You made a promise
Before leaving me behind.
We’re chained together: Like prison, like love. You’ll never escape me No matter how hard you shove.
So darling I’m coming.
Now you’re aware.
I’m on my way.
Better do your hair.
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