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THE END
Contributed by
twesten
on
Thursday, 13th May 2004 @ 11:57:08 PM in AEST
Topic:
fictional
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The End
There are sounds so unfamiliar to me.I hear them
coming from inside my walls.painful screams of
agony what could it be.The wooden floor outside
my door is creeking evermore.To scared to move,
what should I do,It's now in my hall.Could this
be a spirit?Good or evil I dont know.Or is it
just the wind?Through my window's it could blow.
The sound is getting closer now,Trembling this I
am.Moaning cries of darkness theres shadows on my
wall.My room is getting cold now,My own breath I
do see.An impailed frigid darkened face Is stareing
right at me.A shearing pain flows through my veins,
and up and down my spine. The reaper here,has
appeared, and now I know I'm dying.
T.West
Copyright ©
twesten
... [
2004-05-13 23:57:08]
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Re: THE END
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by PRECIOUSBECKY on
Friday, 14th May 2004 @ 09:21:55 AM AEST
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TUGS AT ME I FEEL IM THERE SUSPENSE IS SCARY
GREAT WRITE |
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Re: THE END
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by ladyfawn on
Friday, 14th May 2004 @ 11:15:29 PM AEST
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| ouch:O |
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