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woa i found some more of my storys on darkness and they will be the last storys down here yes darkness is back up and looking sweet
A WICKED MARDIGRAS
Here it was the day everyone wished for the day of mardigras everyone was happy everyone was ready for the day of mardigras everyone wanted there beads for it was mardigras people crowded the town of NewOrleans from all over the world people of all sorts people wearing all these freaky looking mask little kids running all over roads blocked for the big parade but this wasnt the case for one unhappy soul he didnt like this mardigras but he did like the idea of all the little people being here on this marveouls sunny day he couldnt wait till the time was here the time of there doom for he was tired of this mardigras he didnt like it he hated the people he hated there tradition he was unwanted in this world this was going to be his day this was going to be the best day of his life a little smirk upon his face as he looks onto the crowded street of people and there little happy faces
TERRIFYING SCHOOL LOCK_IN
One Nice sunny day Timmy and all his freinds where ready they where going to the school lock in come friday This happens every friday every kid waits for except one little boy Charlie no one liked Charlie Charlie was the poor little scrony kid with glasses he was picked on every day ever since kindagarten he is now in 9th the picking hasnt stopped he has thought of sucide over these kids Charlie always was picked upon by Timmy thats why Charlie never went to the school lock in but
SILENCED FREAK
Chapter one
Opening my eyes i see nothing but darkness this place i no not where i am only theres a stinch in the air a horrible horrible smell the walls i lie apon or so cold and damp my name is Rave i get up and walk around holding on to walls trying to find a door suddenly i hear voices from above dad i...i....i didnt want to kill him dad i didnt mean to do it "dementry it will be ok son you did what was right he was nothing more than a loser a simple loser you did the right thing son" "but daddy i didnt i dont think hes dead i tryed dad but all i did was swing the bat at his head i really think hes alive"sudenlly i stop walking and rest upon the wall waitng for the voices to go quite.that jerk dementry was talking of me i remember it clearly monday afternoon i was walking home and sudenlly i hear voices kids preppy little rich kids screaming hey Rave you fucking freak why dont you go meet your devil worshipping freinds you little bitch go where you belong you should die you fucking fagg you drug head freak long hair bitch I ignore them all I didnt want to start trouble but then i hear someone running from behind i turn quickly and notice a man standing and laughing while a kid dementry i heard his name the old man was screaming get him dementry then all i heard was bang and that was it i seen nothing but white and everthing went quite
Chapter Two
Now i stand here waiting the voices there laughing now finally dementrys dad says come on son lets go get some icecream so then i stumble around trying to find a door finally i found one i made my way out easly i walk outside the day is areal beautiful day it is a summer day the leaves on trees are so green and nice i think of what has happen i wonder what the day is now my mind cant stop thinking of my life i was actually happy when he swung the bat i thought i would have been dead but now that i stand here and see the wonderful things in this world im glad i lived threw this hell i look at my watch it is now tuesday 3pm i got to the road finally i start walking home on the way to my home its a very nice and lovely street theres trees all along the road that touch each other from end of the road to the next making a tunel over the road in a sense i make it to my house we live in a very nice home all payed for by my dad its a 3 bedroom two bath home the outside is white with blue trimming the roof has blue shingles on it i walk to the door when i open the door my mom was sitting on the couch crying she then asks Rave where were you ? I tell her mom its a long story and walk to my room I hear her getting up screaming "are you doing drugs now son are you fucking doing drugs where were you monday night why didnt you call me at least one call i was so worried "
I then grab my headphones and cd player put it on and lock my door and scream why do you fucking bitch at me every fucking night for dumb shit and no mom i am not doing drugs ok you wouldnt understand so just fucking go away besides i dont worry about you i dont worry about what you do ok the phone then rings mom answers it hello she says the lady says to her hello miss Tronica how are you
Chapter Three
Rave is whom i am i tell myself.my mom does not understand why i wont tell her why i wont tell her where i was i cry while i hide all that happens to me in this pittiful life of mine i sit here and cry while i listen to my music i cry and hold back all the pain i feel i wonder about the lord i wonder where was he where is he when all these things happen is this meant to happen to me why me lord why are these people the way they are i know i may not go to church but lord it isnt my fault i wasnt rasied to go to church i turne dthe radio off and look at my room the walls are covered with pinups of various bands the cealing is painted black with dark blue flames upon it theres a window looking out at the traffic on the road i hear mom talking to the lady for one can i hear my mom crying on the phone i think something is wrong though i cant figure out what it is she is crying about she then screams this cant be happening this cant be right she then hangs up the phone i hear her walking towards my room she opens my door she tells me "your dad has just died of a heart attack"I myself really felt nothing at this time my dad was nothing to me he never cared he didnt even live with us he was always away i just looked at her and she closed the door for she knew i didnt care i could see it in her eyes the way she looked at me the way she seemed she cared for him i dont understand he would come everynight when he lived here and beat on her and sometimes me he was just that way i always figure it was his dad or mom that done that to him but his parents where both dead to so i never knew them i walk to the light switch and cut the light out i then walk back to my bed and lie down in my bed i grab the blankets and cover myself up and then drift off into a deep sleep
Chapter Four
It is now 4 years later my mom has just died in her home the death was unknown the maid went in her room one day and well when she walked in she found her head like a trophy on the wall and the rest of her was smashed into barely nothing imprinted within the bedsheets well that day i got a call from school saying my mom was dead i was only 18 at that time i am now 20 on that night i cried alot i didnt see why someone would do such a sick thing so violent to my mother i lied upon are couch and dosed off when suddenly i was awoken by a male voice i thought at first the intruder was back for me but that couldnt be that police where all around the house watching and waiting then the voice got louder Rave I got your mom now im gonna get you for you didnt care that i died when you was 16 years old Rave you looked upon your moms face and i saw the look you didnt care i was dead I knew this voice this was the voice of my father only this time his voice sent terror down my spine for his voice was so dark and cold and then he said "your mom well she was nothing more than a bitch when i met her and after she had you so she deserved to die you wasnt nothing more than a mistake anyways Rave"I was speechless and frighten i was thinking my life was gonna end in a matter of seconds but i also thought well wouldnt that be great after all these years hell has finally come i get to leave this tormented hell this life of misery but that didnt happen his voice went silent i was not scared anymore only i felt a joy of happyness but why did i feel this i didnt want this i wanted to die but something was telling me something said to me Rave you know thats not the answer and theres more to your life than what you think it may seem you have had it bad but theres people in this world that has had it worse than you Rave I then i heard silence again but whom ever that other voice was i may never no I then get off the couch and walk to my room i turned the nob slowly and think of all that has just happen tears of joy and anger then flood my face tears that i have never thought was possible i walk in my room i leave the light off and crawl into my bed the next day comes fast i put the house for sell for living another day in this house with these memorys will never be easy though i doubt leaving the home i was raised in well help i know these memorys will always be with me so i am now off to leaving in the town of Rize a peaceful town
THIS IS LIKE A TWIST OF WHAT STARTED TO BE A POEM I WROTE BUT ENDED INTO A STORY
She lies awake within her mothers womb she seems happy hoping for the world hoping to see the light thinking thats the good thing she hears of the lord although she isnt born the lord has been spoken by her grandparents she then hears her mother speak of death her mother speak of the dad the dad didnt want the baby she hears mom say to a freind dad said i was a cheap lay just another slut to fuck i cry within my womb for i am not born but worthy enough to know i wont be in this world for mothers is wanting to kill me we are on the outside of the abortion clinic i can hear the chants from older and young people "hail mary full of grace" for i wonder what they are out there chanting about i hear mom as she walks into the doctors office crying i hear the doctors asking are you ready are you sure you want to do this she then says yes the doctor then says fine then where ready suddenly i feel a pain a pain i have never felt before is this my life leaving me but what have i done i am only a baby i done no wrong that oh so loving god grandma speaks of where is he isnt he are savior didnt he give up his life for ares ? but then it all ends my body goes numb my eyes turn i fall limp and nothing but silence for this is the death of a unborn baby
FIRST STORY I EVER WRITTEN INSPIRED BY THE PEOPLE OF DARKNESS,COM IT CALLED BAD OLD MAN
stumbling within the halls i hear screams of terror i run to the room where the noise is coming from i see within this room and old man wiht a hatchet smashing at some old ladys head repeatedly blood gashing every which way you look the terror within me the anger i feel against this old man but what am i to do so i run to the phone call the police but who am i to do such they would never believe me so i run back to where the strange old man was i notice there is no head on this old lady anymore but instead there is shit all over the room from what was once this old ladys head i hear the man saying something quielty like this "fucking nasty bitch sleeping with my dog werent you now i got you now i got you you was such a sick bitch you i cant believe you would sleep with a dog" so then for no apperent reason i run at the old man i jump on his back and he falls onto the ground i take his hatchet then i start hatching away at his arms and legs for now i know he cant walk and will never use his hands for evil doings and this is the story of such a bad old man
DREAM OF WHISPERS
There once was a kid named Trinix
Trinix lived with his mom.His dad died when he was 11 years of age.Thats when the trouble started.
His school grades was dropping.His mom was moving town to town.Allways a different place.He was known as a school freak a outcast.Then one real dark night Trinix was in his room listening to his radio. A few rock tunes jamming away.Trinix found it getting hot in the room so he opened the window.Trinix then lied on his bed thought about his life,his dad,his mom,and how she has been so depressed since Trinixs dad died.Then Trinixs drifted off into a deep sleep.Thats when it all happen.Trinix dreamed of a beautiful goth girl crawling in his room threw the window.She was whispering something.Trinix couldnt hear but when he asked her what she faded away.Then he awoke.The window in his room slammed shut.The dream was over.The girl was gone or so he thought.The time was now 3am.The music was off.Trinix was startled by the window.So he walked up to the window.It was really cold now.Trinix didnt understand why his window would just slam shut.He felt scared though curious.Trinix rubbed his hand over his face.Asking him self what the fuck was that?Trinix turned the light on.So then Trinix grabbed his diary wrote about the dream.He then cut the light off.Trinix then lied back down in his bed and went to sleep.Trinix didnt have no dreams this time although his mom awoke him early at 6am she flipped the light on and screamed get up Trinix time for a good breakfast and a good education.She was all ways saying these dumb things.Trinix sat up in his bed rubed his weary eyes.Looks around the room thinks about the dream the girl her beautiful face her gothic ways.Trinix then walked to the bathroom and got ready for a day of terror in the school.He then went wait for the bus.As he waits he felt so unloved.He felt like no one cared about him.Thought about killing himself.Then he asked himself would it be worth it?The bis was a place he didnt like for there was people that didnt like him.A place he wished not to be everyday the bus ride to school.The kids on the bus is what lead Trinix to kill himself time and time again.As the bus approached Trinix grabbed his Book bag and walked into the bus As he got on someone from the back called him a loser and everyone was screaming at him.Though why what did he ever do to them?Trinix sat in the first seat that no one was in.He sat and ignored everyone.He held back the tears.He didnt want to be bothered.He ignored them all for they where the most trouble in his life.Although he wasnt much into thinking about the name calling this morning he was wondering about the girl in the dream it just felt so real.The window slamming shut just everything about it.As if real allthough short.The dream scared but even amazed him.The bus got to the school.The school had three buildings. A gym,lunchroom,and a higschool.It was nice.The highschool building was three storys made of real red brick with long circular windows.It was a very nice school when you looked at it from standing where you get off the bus.When we stepped off the bus however we was always searched with metal detectors incase we had something we shouldnt.We also was checked to see if we had all requirements belts,tags,and school clothes.Trinix hated this school either no one liked him or no one cared or notice he was there.Everyone stared at him.Teachers was all expecting he was no good but that wasnt true he was a real good quite shy kid This school was the worst of all he has been to.The bell rung and Trinix went to class in the back of the room he sat in his desk.
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