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Another little snippet of a story in the the samurai period prolly gonna call this one “Ikaru” In the samurai period, there was this girl named Ikaru when she was young she was hidden from the world and for good reason, her ancestors had a rare disease where if you were to die you would turn into a zombie, the shogun felt threatened that they might pose a threat to the samurai so they raided the house,cut off their heads and stabbed their brains with their katana’s, while Ikaru hid under the floor tears enveloped her eyes making it harder to see she kept silent though. Should i finish it?

A small snippet of a misery lit i had made. It’s called starcrossed lovers. She walks over to the ledge turns around crosses her arms and falls. zio dashes towards her. “nooooo!” And jumps off the ledge after her. Her face turns from relief to somber, he reaches for her, grabs her, and whips around holding her tight they look eachother in the eyes “why zio?” His expression is full of happiness as if they weren’t falling “because “i love you.” She smiled, tears in her eyes “i lo…” splat she survived, but he didn’t “zio!!!” “Zio!!!” “Zio wake up you’re not dead!!!” He lied there in a pool of his own blood cold and lifeless. Should i finish the beginning of it?

The abandoned house a short horror story. there’s talk in a town about a abandoned house in the woods it is said that somewhere in that abandoned house is a faceless woman and all who enter this abandoned house are never to be seen again and it seems someone else is entering that house will it claim another victim or will this random stranger survive?… i enter a abandoned house known to be haunted i traverse in search for anything i could steal “nothing I’d expect at least some kind of jewelry maybe there’s something I could steal in the basement.” I say to myself and head to the basement, i slowly traverse down the stairs and i see a closet in the back i walk up to the closet in hopes of finding something i open it…it’s empty except for some dust and dirt i hear something behind me i turn “hello who’s there?” I see a silhouette of a woman emerge from the shadows. “My bad i thought no one…” I’m interrupted as the light flickered on enlightening what I thought was a person its completely faceless all except for the distorted and twitchy smile and the sharp teeth just visible below the jaw it raised its hand and swift motion it slashed… “what the…” *gush* i slowly turn my head towards my arm… *gush*”huh my arm…” “WHERES MY ARM!” *Gush*I fall to the ground in tears “ahhhh!” I was in so much pain from the loss of my arm that i had forgot about the faceless woman *step* i slowly look up at the faceless woman and it smiles with its bloody teeth and turns it’s head ever so slightly and with another swift motion *slice* another victim was claimed if only they would actually listen to those warning in that story.

the boy who wanted nothing but peace and quiet a short story.There once was a boy who wanted nothing but peace and quiet he didn’t wanna live didn’t quite wanna die either. he had friends but believed that one day they’ll just get annoyed and stop hanging out with him... one day he saw an endless void it was like it was calling him. He walked into the void and the void whispered “you’re ok now No one will ever bother you here.”and no one ever did. he sleeps in the endless void eternally never to wake again.

Cain a short story i hop a fence hoping to score a old man’s house i hear is loaded i hear a old man with a southern accent say “hey you better mosey off my lawn before i call my pet caiman.” “Why would you have a pet caiman you’re a senile old man.” “Cain!! sick em boy.” Alls i see is a full sized alligator coming at me from some dirty old pond on his lawn that ain’t no caiman i run make it half way before it grabs me and pulls me back starts chowing down on my body screams and laughter of the crazy old man echo through the night sky “cain thats your dinner for tonight enjoy.” Of course this is the first time cain tasted human flesh cain turns to the old man “cain why are you looking at me like that.” Cain growls “cain don’t you dare growl at me.” As cain treads closer the old mans voice began to tremble and stutter “cain look here boy who kept you fed.” Cain pauses for second “yea cain buddy old pal remember.” The old man slowly reaches for a rifle from behind him on some steps cain points his snout in anger “whoa cain i just uhh kinda saw something in the distance thats all.” Cain lunges “cain nooo ahhhh cain!” The old mans screams of agony can be heard throughout the moonless night.