Greasepaint and Legs
“Aww, come on- you don’t want the kiddos to be disappointed, do ya?” hollers the huge painted mouth by my face. The size of his mouth make his eyes appear…
I'm afraid of going insane, odd unexplained noises, places filled with WAAAY too many people, Biological warfare, and a ton of other stuff. But I'm _not_ here to tell you what I'm afraid of. I'm here to find out what _you_ are afraid of. Write a poem, a story, whatever. You can be facing you fears, exploiting them, whatever! Just let us know what scares ya! High pitched noises? Darkness? Making left turns? Doesn't matter! Ehehe... Let's see how this goes. Ya got 'till Hallows Eve. Have fun. c:<
“Aww, come on- you don’t want the kiddos to be disappointed, do ya?” hollers the huge painted mouth by my face. The size of his mouth make his eyes appear…
Hello…? No answer. No one’s home. The doors are locked, All the windows shut tight. You hear someone whisper your name. All the windows shut tight. The doors…
I wake up with sweat making the sheets stick to my skin. It takes me a while to realize what happened. I groan in agony and flop back between the pillows on my…
Laying in bed awake, I take long deep breaths to try and loosen the tightness in my chest. It’s after midnight and I should be asleep, I need to be asleep…
A chair sits by itself in the center of an otherwise empty room. The walls are bare and dirty, clammy and grimy. The tile floor has seen many a patient and…