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Bleeding Cross - CreepyPasta

The sky was getting dark, the city was now lighted by the lights coming from houses and buildings. The night was quiet, and the roads were empty: only a few people were there for a nice and peaceful walk. James Nothely, a young man of 26 years, was walking on the big bridge that was passing by the centre of the city. Under there could be seen the beautiful blue lake. That was a very peaceful night, but in those days in the city weren't happening the best of the things.
James bought a newspaper in one of the shops of the bridge. They were always open, and each evening James was there for see the news. But those were always the same: "Found a Bleeding Cross - CreepyPasta1 week ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes

Problem Student

“You know, if you would just do your homework, I wouldn’t have to keep you here after class. Do you think I like sitting here, day after day, wasting my time?”
Daphne had been teaching for only a short time, but she had already made a name for herself. For the most part, the Dalmatian’s students were respectful and well behaved. They did their assignments on time and didn’t bicker behind her back. Truth be told, they were all too afraid to try…
“No ma’am…”
Conrad wasn’t a bad cat. He had a hard time concentrating at home. He had five brothers and sisters, two of witch were stProblem Student1 week ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes

Rose VealMr Sky sits blue atop a toy abattoir.

His puffy white cloud-calves exported east.....with only a small number retained for the rose veal garden.Rose Veal3 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes

At Night: Contest entryAt night I find I cannot sleep, even in my own bed, I find myself gravitating to my computer. Night after night I stare into my computer screen and I wonder what on the other side is kept at bay by the light of my computer. I feel it, the feeling of dread, of utter and complete fear.
When I look at the clock and find that it’s moving too slowly, my anxiety peaks, and my thoughts race. I feel like is this the night I’m going to find what lies beyond my computer, or am I going to turn it off in a couple hours and the thing that hides in my closet, is under my bed, or waiting just outside the window for the last of the light to go out to pounce upon my house hold.
Tonight, just like every night I find myself with this feeling, I also refer to is the feeling of the only person in the world feeling that I get at three am. I find the light of computer comforting and I write down ideas that I’ve had for the day. I hear clicking that is not coming from my keys, but I juAt Night: Contest entry14 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes

SLAKE It shouldn't be, but already the legs are working. My hips pop into place like nature bore them and even the as the swollen wood sticks and creaks, it carries me. I can spider-leg my way across the ceiling. Horrific and batlike, wooden talons hooked over the carvings, three points of contact, the flesh arm clutching the bag to my belly. Some monstrous creature skulking just outside the filmy spheres of candelight.

The woman who was sweeping the stairs of the church opened the wide doors to go back inside…

… not noticing the spindle-legged beast that slipped in the top of the frame.

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Nothing to chew but wSLAKE5 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes

Spoons Spoons to me were always more than a simple eating utensil. I never understood why i loved them so much but... i just did. At school I always got bullied. They just thought of me as the girl with the spoon fetish. It wasn't as dirty as all that though. I just loved them. I didn't find out why I loved them so much until the first day of fifth grade. I was just walking down the hall after class when one of the bullies and her gang started picking on me. I had had a long day so I blew her off at first but she wouldn't leave me alone. after about five minuets I couldn't take it anymore. I yanked a spoon out of my backpack and said, "If you come one step closer you'll lose your eyes." She replied, "I'd like to see you tr- too late. before she could finish her sentence my spoon was under her eye popping it out of her head and ripping it out without a second thought. It was amazing. Those few intense seconds when her flesh ripped and her warm blood sprayed all over my face and boSpoons5 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes

The Holder of ImmunityThe Holder of Immunity
Creepypasta (c) Brandon Aquino 2013
The Holder Series (c) Original Author/s
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In any country/state, go to any mental hospital and ask the person at the desk if they know of anyone who calls themself "The Holder of Immunity." If the deskman (or woman) gives you a friendly smile and says, "Welcome. Please follow me," follow them wherever they lead you. If they don't, leave the place and go as far away as you can.
The deskperson will lead you to a separate part of the hospital where a dilapidated, empty shack stands. Turn, and suddenly the person who escorted you there will vanish into smoke and there will be a goldeThe Holder of Immunity5 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes

VampireVampire.

That one word conjures up images of mysterious noblemen cloaked in all of their finery, ethereal sirens wandering the mists in sheer silken gowns, and blood-drenched monsters prowling the darkest nights in search for live prey.

"Nosferatu", "Children of the Night", "Demons", "Devils", "Undead", "Bloodsuckers", "Carmilla Kindred", "Nightstalkers", "Strigorii", "Alp", "Alu", "Ekimmu", "Aswang", "Rakshasa", "Jiang Shi", "Penanggal", "Les Dames Blanches", "Baobhan Sith", "Dybbuk", "Sampiro", "Jaracaca", "Lobishomen", "Tikoloshe", "Vrykolokas", "Dearg-Dul", "Gwarch y Rhibyn"...these are only a few of the names we have given to them--theVampire15 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes

I am 50% insaneEasy:
[x] You like bright colors?
[x] You had an imaginary friend?
[x]You used that imaginary friend to threaten people?
[x] You believe in ghosts?
[] You like horror movies?
Total so far: 4
Medium
[x] You like dark music?
[x] You have or wish you had black hair?
[x] You like the color crimson red?
[] You like roses?
[] You like the color white?
Total so far: 7
Hard
[x] You have a strange fetish?
[]You have cut yourself?
[] You like to bite yourself?
[] You are scared to look in mirrors?
[x]You feel like someone is watching you?
Total so far: 8
Hardest
[x]You think you are insane or going insane?
[] You hear voices?
[]You see shadows, or demons?
[x] You have strange dreams? [x]You like the taste, smell, or feel of blood?
Final Total: 10
Now take your final total and times it by 5. Then put it under you title as "I am ___% Insane
I am 50 % insane!

I am 50% insane1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes

Over The Night 1"Knock knock" ...
A knocking sound from the door of Sugar Cube Corner.

Aj: Pinkie? You there?
Pinkie: Oh goodness, I hear Applejack!

-opens the door-

Aj: Wooh! Thank you kindly for letting me in, Pinkie..
Pinkie: Of course! What's up?
Aj: Well this morning, I was thinking maybe we and the other ponies can have another little get together tonight in my barn. Well, except for Fluttershy.
Pinkie: Oh yeah, I heard she's going to a butterfly migration.
Aj: Eeyup! So, you wanna join us?
Pinkie: Sure! It'll be fun fun fun! weehee!!
Aj: Then it's settled, see you tonight!
Pinkie: Okie dokie! Byeee!!

-they both waved goodbye to each otherOver The Night 12 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes

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