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The girl with candle Pt.2

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Do you remember me? I’m the cursed girl, cursed because of a violent man, cursed because of a creature stalking me everywhere, in my reality, in my dreams. But I have decided that all this must be stopped. I went with my mother to Antonio, remember him?! He shocked me when he said that the last try to get her out of me is to go to a cemetery! I said “hell no, I may die there just of fear, there must be another solution.” “There’s not! It’s the only way and it’s 100% guaranteed, if you are not agreed with this solution then I have nothing to do for you” Antonio responded. I was completely silent, I can’t believe I will get to a cemetery at night! “OK, we agree.” Mom said. I looked at her with tears in my eyes, she said “We have to do it, we have to release you from that demon”. “Suddenly you believe me” “Yes, because I saw her! She probably didn’t come to you yesterday because she was with me all night, she tortured me in my dreams and when I woke up I found her si...

The girl with the candle. Pt-1

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My father is the reason of what I’m suffering now. My name is Elsa and my story begins when I was 17 years old, I have twin little brothers, my father was a cruel guy, he shouts and hits every day and if mom tried to stop him he turns his anger to mom and start hitting her hard. One day I was coming back from the school and I found my brother rushing at me and says that father hitting mom again. I couldn’t bear it this time, I got so mad, I kept running until I arrived to find my mother bleeding while he continues hitting her, I pushed him! Pushed him so hard that he fell on the ground, and I screamed “stop it, stop torturing us, you make our life like hell, I hate you. Don’t you ever touch my mother again.” He was astonished, but he became furious, and this time it was worse. He pulled my hair and took me to the bathroom, when I realized that he is taking me to the bathroom I started to scream. I hate darkness and he knows it, so he threw me into the bathroom and broke the l...

It Lives At The Bottom Of My Stairs

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I stand at the top of my stairs, socked toes curling into the carpet as one hand squeezes the door handle and the other hovers over the light switch , trying to decide if it is safe to turn the lights out . it is nearly seven at  night, i have about an hour before sundown , but it is just dim enough in the stairwell to make me doubit if that really matters . I stare down at the welcome mat, and though i see nothing , I know the thing that lives at the bottom of my stairs is watching me , too . I know it is gauzy white eyes never blink , and that it is teeth , thin and too long for it is mouth , extending far past it is leathery lips can not smile but i feel as if it is grinning at me . I know it is gaunt . lanky limbs are curled and crouches around it is small body , waiting to lunge the second the light is out   I know it is not real if it was real i would be able to see it . but even as i remind myself of this , I leave the light on You see , I made him up, The creatur...

Abgar's Story

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I am unsure of what to say. All I can say is that I am scared. Very scared . My hands shake violently as I hastily scribble down a few words onto the coarse wooden tablet. This is my only hope. *In the month of Tammuz , day 25 of the year 569, I , Abgar, son of abbshamay, navigator have come here , to the country of Nysy: bless the god who brought us here, and you , the man who reads. that is all I am able to write . I an so tired. I am so weary. I set the tablet against a mound, careful that it will not fall down , and go on my way, through the pitch blackness of this grand cave. I have been trapped here for days. It started when i left Plmyra, That great oasis city in the Levantine desert. I was to travel to the city of Aksum in ethiopia to deliver silk textiles. Then i was to sail the vast sea to the lands of Persia and sell similar textiles at the cities of Istakhr , Ekbatana , and Ctesiphon, the Persian capital on the Tigris. Fom there, I was supposed to return to my homeland by...

The Doll (scary for kids)

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On the morning of her birthday, lucy's mother woke her up and told her a package had arrived in the mail and it was addressed to her. the girl hurriedly unwrapped the gift and was horrified at what she found inside. it was the most disgusting old doll she had ever seen. it was completely bald and it's skin was cracked and caked in dirt the worst thing of all was it's teeth. they were long, pointy, sharp and beastly. they looked like an animal's fangs. with a shiver, she took the doll and threw it in a corner. her mother scolded her, telling her that someone had to a lot of trouble to send her this creepy doll. her mother told her she had better appreciate it. lucy tried to protest but her would not listen. she forced the young girl to keep the doll. so, to put her mind at rest lucy stuffed the doll into the little cupboard under the stairs, behind a pile of shoes where she wouldn't have to look at the ugly, evil little thing.  it wasn't until a few nig...