Hoje, como sempre, saí para caminhar às 6h da manhã, gosto de como a semiescuridão o torna um horário discreto. E foi quando ouvi um boato intrigante vindo de dois bêbados tropeçando já àquela hora: ouvi dizer que o vizinho da esquina, conhecido por já ter sido um grande cameraman, parece estar sempre observando quem passa perto de seu muro, e até já viram flashes pelas rachaduras. Droga! Como posso agir como um amador imbecil assim? Nem parece que aprendi com o maior a arte da captura de almas.
15 December 26, 2022, 13:59 7Her name was Jenifer. Everytime I went to her house, she'd have a new cat plush with a collar and a name tag, which creeped me out since she was an adult. I think she added one to her collection every months? Anyway, the thing is she recently disappeared and... The news have been talking about a recently arrested woman who killed and ate domestic cats. I swear, on one of the pictures of the culprit, which all sadly have a blurred face, the woman wore the same dress as Jennifer's. *Fictional
2 April 30, 2022, 02:31 0Her name was Jenifer. Everytime I went to her house, she'd have a new cat plush with a collar and a name tag, which creeped me out since she was an adult. I think she added one to her collection every month? Anyway, the thing is she recently disappeared and... The news have been talking about a recently arrested woman who killed and ate domestic cats. I swear, on one of the pictures of the culprit, which all sadly have a blurred face, the woman wore the same dress as Jennifer's. *Fictional
1 June 11, 2022, 13:26 0Elenor’s birthday was coming up fast. Her beautiful dress was nicely hanged on the dresser door, waiting to be worn. The next day, when Eleanor woke up, she wasn’t in her room anymore. A strange man was looking at her, with a large smirk on his face. “Where.. where am I?” she asked, her soft voice echoing in the small room. It was pitch black out, but the moonlight shining through the window allowed her to see the mans face. Something shined in his hands. A pocket knife. “Happy death day!”
1 January 04, 2019, 15:31 0Fire crackling in the distance. Time loses meaning. I’ll open my eyes when it’s over. Footsteps. Screams. Agony. Skin ripping. Blood spilling. Lies flow from every direction. The truth is left untold. I’ll open my eyes when it’s over. Rage. Sorrow. Betrayal. Hearts become cold. And then… Silence. My hands are covered in your blood, my love. Everything we’ve worked for is gone. It took my body. It took your life. I can never get you back. Everything we had… Is gone. I’m so, so sorry.
5 October 24, 2022, 03:32 0I heard a knock. I opened the door no-one. Again a harder knocking. I looked through the door, nothing. I looked through my window nothing. The sound came again but this time it was more crisp and I noticed it was under my bed I looked a pale face with jet black eyes and damp green hair it took a moment for me to notice they was crying tears of blood. I ran faster than ever before but they were quicker she tripped me up And the next thing I know I'm under someone's bed crying tears of blood.
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