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Your breathing stops for a second, the pounding of the door closing made your heart race. The cold floor under your feet would soon be met with fresh blood, they were back.
Your breathing stops for a second, the pounding of the door closing made your heart race. The cold floor under your feet would soon be met with fresh blood, they were back.
A notification pops up on my phone. With a sinking feeling, I realize I never turned in the project that was worth 60% of my grade.
A notification pops up on my phone. With a sinking feeling, I realize I never turned in the project that was worth 60% of my grade.
We can stop now guys, we've reached peak horror
A notification pops up on my phone. With a sinking feeling, I realize I never turned in the project that was worth 60% of my grade.
We can stop now guys, we've reached peak horror
It gets worse. I still have to decide which colleges I want to apply for.
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Here's a story. Twenty One Pilots is sick as frick.
YES YES AND YES
I saw them in November! I'm seeing them again in June, though I have no idea how we had money for tickets twice.
I'm broke so I never see them live :'( Which song do you want to see most?
I'm really sorry…I wish I could help out somehow. But here: https://www.notebook.ai/forum/general-chat/we-are-banditos
I watched the demon dance about in glee, the rune engraved into my right hand bleeding profusely. I had done it, I had killed him, and now my soul was forever gone to the sun.
They say I am too young. Frick them.
Cherish your childish innocence. One day, you will lose it.
The sky roared as it hit the ground, flaring out its wings. The end was now.
(I kind of want to see people create real stories based off these sentences.)
(The one I just put was based off of one of the moments in one of the stories I've planned. The actual line isn't there, but it's based off of that moment.)
(That’s what I did too with my demon thing.)
I looked in the miror and was suprised when my reflection loked back.
i found my old journal.
i wasn't alive at that time, but the writing is definitely mine.
In the end, what we were was little more then a mistake in his story.
He wanted nothing to do with his unborn child and me.
I looked up at her in terror, noting through blurry eyes how the sun turned her hair to honey. "Oh darling" she whispered, making no move to staunch the blood from my bullet wound, "I am so sorry it had to happen like this."
"I couldn't save you even when I fought so hard, I failed," he cried holding her close to his heart. She took a gasping breath and smiled at him weakly, "You did save me," then she went limp, leaving him to cry alone.
There! She was there I swear! I saw her! Didn't you see her? She was right there alive! Looking back I find it was just a cruel tricked played by my demons who torture me everyday and once she died, she took the torturing to a new level.
The man locked in the back of the old asylum always said that one day, society would crash, the people would break, and the world would descend into chaos. Of course, nobody listened to a word he said– that is, until it all came true.
The world grew darker as the armies of darkness rose to counteract the light, Lucifer and Gabriel in the lead. But this time, Lucifer was in the right…
"N-no, you- don't die on me, dumbass! I…. I love you."
Fireworks set off in the heat of skin brushing skin, gentle touches carrying them through the hollowness of the night. They could have stayed like this forever, but the Fates were by no means kind.
(More like a chapter in a few sentences but whatever–)
"I can't go up there, because…. Because they won't accept me. They think I'm a monster."
It was safe, for the moment. Until they realized that the creature was not outside of the vehicle, but rather; it’s reflection appeared in the window as it stood behind them, waiting.
She tried, she failed, she tried again; yet her tries were all in vain, look, what has become of her now? She is dead, and it's your fault - she tried so hard, and yet she failed a million times, and you could care less.
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