Hey guys! I just did an online class where we wrote scary stories. I thought you might like to read it!
The basement door slowly creaked open as everyone in the Parker household slept soundly in their beds, for it was midnight. But not just any midnight. Tonight, it was the blue moon. A long, dark shadow emerged from the tiny opening and wailed. The strange creature appeared in the dim light of the moon shining through the tiny skylight. It was a tall, thin, almost emaciated woman with grayish, papery skin. Her clothes were in tatters and her hair was a tangled mess of stringy white, stuck with a comb fashioned from the bones of a small animal. The only color that you could see when looking at her was her red, bloodshot eyes, with slit pupils like a cat’s. She wailed again. This woman was a banshee, and by wailing she could draw someone to their death. In his room, the youngest Parker, Dylan suddenly sat up in his racecar-bed. His eyes still closed, he climbed out. His blue footie pajamas muffled his footsteps. The three-year-old exited his bedroom, without opening his eyes once. Dylan walked through the house without bumping into anything, opened the front door, and walked out. His blond hair blowing in the strong wind, he walked toward the creek. With his eyes firmly shut, the youngest child of the family threw himself into the rushing river, piercing his head on a rock and staining the water red with his blood. The banshee’s wail was heard again in the distance. THE END So what did you think? Leave a comment rating it 1-10 on the SpookMeter.
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So today I graduated from elementary school because at my school you graduate in fifth grade and my parents got me a typewriter!
Here is my second short story dare! I hope you enjoy it!!!
Once, in the world of happy kitties with no ear problems walking around on land, there was the infamous sad-cat-wearing-earmuffs-in-a-hot-air-balloon. This kitty was known as the infamous sad-cat-wearing-earmuffs-in-a-hot-air-balloon, but his real name was Popsicle. He was sad because his human had abandoned him, on account of his ear problems. Popsicle had a rare condition known as Infamous-sad-cat-wearing-earmuffs-in-a-hot-air-balloonitis. It meant that his ears would get very cold if exposed to oxygen, then they would freeze and fall off. So, he forever had to wear earmuffs, and his human abandoned him because of it. The way he got up into the air balloon was a strange story. Once, Popsicle was wandering around looking for food. Suddenly he smelled something delicious. Dried fish! And what else? Chicken! And way more food. Enough to last him for the rest of his life! Popsicle ran towards the delicious odors. Unfortunately, so did every other cat in the city. A chain of cats was slowly making its way toward the smell. Even Old Mr Pickles was there, and he hadn’t been seen in public for 8 years! How would Popsicle get to the food? Suddenly, he spotted a hot air balloon. The owner obviously wasn’t there, but there was a lasso, a bed, and a box for peeing in it. Suddenly Popsicle had an idea. He hopped into the balloon and chewed the rope attaching it to the ground until it broke. Popsicle slowly started to float upwards. The wind blew him over to the source of the food, which was what the man who owned the hot air balloon was planning to take with him. Popsicle grabbed the lasso in his teeth and hooked it around the crate. He tied it to the bed and somehow managed to pull it up. That was the beginning of his 1 human-year-long voyage across the world. Popsicle was quite content for a while, and he got to see many beautiful places up in his balloon. He became a legend among cats, and every time they spotted him, they would meow to him, and he would meow back. But, after a few years of this life, he decided that he should settle down. Popsicle had his heart set on finding a new family. He pierced the balloon with his claws, and crash landed in Seattle. From there he found his way to the nearest pet shop, and handed them a letter his owner had written when they gave him up. It explained his condition and asked for him to be looked after. Once the employees read it, they immediately gave him a nice cage and bed. Popsicle lived there contentedly for about six months, until a little girl came in with her mom. She said, “mommy, I want THAT one!”. Her mother agreed, and once they had learned about his condition, they immediately adopted him. They bought him a bed, a litter, food, toys, and all he needed. Then they took him home. Popsicle was very happy. He learned that the girl’s name was Alice, and her mom was Mary. Popsicle lived happily with them until one day, Mary announced that a cure had been found for Infamous-sad-cat-wearing-earmuffs-in-a-hot-air-balloonitis and that they were going to take Popsicle in for treatment next week! Popsicle was overjoyed. When the day arrived, he was so happy that the doctors had to give him two shots to make him go to sleep. Once they finished the surgery, they woke up Popsicle and took off his earmuffs. He didn’t feel any pain! He went home without earmuffs for the first time that day, and he has lived happily ever since. THE END I'm really sorry, but I only wrote one story. I'll write some more and they'll be out by Sunday. But anyway, here's the one I did write.
Before we begin, I would like to say that this story is set in 2355, where they use unicorn *ahem* flatulence to power their homes. There is no more foliage in the entire country, except for the island where the magical Arcus unicorn herd lives. Jane was determined. This time, she WOULD capture the farts of the elusive Arcus unicorn herd. They would not escape now, not now that she had the latest in fart-hunting technology. Finally Jane would prove her worth as the first female fart-hunter by turning in a huge stock of unicorn gas. She stepped out of her ZoomR, a sleek new model of glider, strapped her UniGasCaptur 2.0 (a machine for snatching unicorn flatulence) to her waist, and set off towards the Forest. Jane couldn’t help admiring the foliage. It had been years since she had ever seen any plants. In Diezthopea, the city where she lived, all there was was smoke, metal, and concrete. Jane had to remind herself, “I am not some stupid hiker! I am a progressive 24th century woman!” After about 20 minutes, she came upon a clearing. It was surrounded by Gas Bushes, the unicorns’ favorite snack. Perfect! This was obviously where they came to eat! Now all Jane had to do was hide in the bush, and wait for the unicorns to come. Then, when one came to her bush, she would jump out and startle the unicorn herd. In all the commotion, they would all start letting out wind. Then, she would activate the UniGasCaptur and all of the farts would be sucked into the compression chamber. Nothing could go wrong! But Jane had forgotten about one thing. The Arcus herd is known not only for their magical flatulence, but for their sense of smell. So, when the unicorns entered the clearing, they stayed away from the bush that Jane was hiding in. Of course! She should've known that they wouldn’t fall for that trick! Now she had to come up with a new plan. Hmm. Wait… what if she actually captured the UNICORN? Then they would have about 100 years worth of farts! And they would probably have enough to power the entire city! Jane would be a hero! But how? All of the adult unicorns were too intelligent to be led into a deep thicket on their own. But the babies weren’t. In fact, the babies were extremely dumb. Jane rubbed herself with gas bush leaves to smell like a unicorn, then went into the forest again. She called, “Oh WOW, these bushes are delicious! If only some baby unicorn would come and eat them with me!” Sure enough, one little unicorn came toddling towards her. It was adorable. Suddenly, Jane couldn’t bring herself to capture it. Even though it probably couldn’t understand her, she told it all about how their farts powered the city, but they had to sneak up on them to get them. Abruptly, the baby ran off somewhere after she finished. It came back with an old-looking unicorn. This was obviously the legendary Bob the Unicorn, the only unicorn in the world who could speak english. He was almost 400 years old, according to popular children’s stories. Bob said “Jane, Blob has told me of your motives to capture one of us to power your city. But we didn’t know this is why you hunt us! We thought it was for personal gain! If you had just told us, we would have obviously complied!” Jane was flabbergasted. “Really?” “Yes, of course,” Bob said. “Well then, could you come into this city with me to explain it?” So, Bob and Jane went into the city together and presented their ideas to the Energy Department. They immediately loved it. After the conversion to voluntary flatulence, Jane and Bob started a campaign to bring back nature parks. Soon enough, the entire world was following in their footsteps. THE END. And again, I'm really sorry for being so lazy with the stories. |
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