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The Official SCARY STORIES Thread! Be prepared to be CREEPED OUT!
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On a dark stormy night in November, Lila was playing in her bedroom. She was having fun making up a story with her Barbie dolls. All of a sudden, the power went out. It was normal for a night like this, so Lila didnt seem to mind. When she realized that she forgot her flashlight in the living room, she set out to get it. It was almost pitch black in the house. She accidentally stepped on a doll and she screamed. Her parents came running to see what was wrong, but after they ensured that Lila was safe, they returned to their bedroom. Lila heard a noise and then a gunshot. She saw her dad come out covered in blood. She heard another one and saw her mother come out of the room with a gun. Then she shot Lila and then herself.
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Mkay here's a more clear version...
It was a stormy night when the power went out in Lila's house. She didnt care though. She went out ot find a flashlight when she heard a gunshot. Her dad stumbled out of her parents bedroom, covered in blood. He died. Then, Lila's mom came out with a gun in her hand and shot Lila and then herself... The end.
It was a stormy night when the power went out in Lila's house. She didnt care though. She went out ot find a flashlight when she heard a gunshot. Her dad stumbled out of her parents bedroom, covered in blood. He died. Then, Lila's mom came out with a gun in her hand and shot Lila and then herself... The end.
um... okay.
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sorry to hear that. i was sick last week.
sorry to hear that. i was sick last week.
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'Kay peoples! Got the whole entire thing of Faith written up at the moment. Well, most of it. SO without further ado...
June 3rd, 1999
A baby lies in its wake. The parents stand over its crib, thinking of a name for her. "This baby girl, we must name her by the end of this dawn. I believe that we shall call her... Faith?" The woman standing beside of the man that said this, the baby's father, gasped. "But Joe... we musn't...!" The woman, the child's mother, protests. But it is decided. The child is now christened... Faith.
June 4th, 2012
A single figure looms over the desolate landscape. Long black hair, down her back, flows behind her. If it weren't for the blood spatter gleaming all over her, she very well would look like an innocent teenager. But she isn't, and never was. She is Faith. She looks at the death she has caused, and smiles. She recalls the moments in her life that made her love her life so much.
At age three, a little girl with black hair sits. She sees the people, trying to make everyone happy, busying around as if their lives are important. But Faith knows better. They try to get her to play with the other children, and she blatantly refuses. She says the first word that ever escaped from her lips, 'Death'. She smiles at this development, ready for anything. Her smile knows better than to be a happy smile. Her smile was Faith's smile.
And Faith and her smile continued to sit there, scaring off anyone and everyone who dared to come close enough to see.
At age five, Faith had already tortured her classmates in preschool enough; they seemed fine enough with it. To her. Faith knew that she was scary. Faith and Faith's Smile loved the fear they were getting. As soon as Faith learned to read, she started reading The Prince. She found the theories in the book very true, and proceeded to take notes on Macchiavelli's work, making sure that she knew what she was writing. The teachers praised her for being intelligent; Faith simply nodded, then fantasized hurting them.
Because pain treated her well.
At age ten, Faith was at the top of the school. Special privileges, she'd skipped a grade when she didn't like the teacher, so now she was a middle schooler, and she had simply looked at the eighth graders and walked straight to the top. She would go into the library and be as loud as she wanted(but she didn't want to be loud anyway) and the librarian wouldn't even look up. She'd walk up to the vending machine and take out a random kid's wallet to buy some candy. Faith could do whatever she wanted, just as long as that was what she wanted.
And she wouldn't have it any other way.
At age eleven, a substitute teacher who apparently 'didn't get the memo' that Faith ruled the school, the town, and soon would proceed to rule the world, and tried to make the child the 'sweet little girl she is inside'. That teacher was never seen again. Rumor has it she was the first victim of the dreaded Faith.
Certainly not the last.
At age twelve, hormones took over. New arrivals to the town had one child, and just about the hottest guy Faith would ever see. Hot enough to restore Faith's faith in humanity. Faith immediatly took a liking to him, too. The inhabitants of Faithtown had seen it all. But this boy, he was different. Faith didn't understand. His name was Gilig, which wasn't the weirdest thing about him. Faith did not think that was weird at all, for one. Everything was annoying or weird or stupid or just plain SOMEONE ELSE. She loved him.
And so she decided that only two people would survive her. Her and Gilig. Gilig and her.
She was in love.
Then, on her thirteenth birthday, she found out that Gilig liked someone else. Then Faith found through her sources that her mother was pregnant.
She lost her faith in humanity.
And the whole of humanity would pay.
June 3rd, 1999
A baby lies in its wake. The parents stand over its crib, thinking of a name for her. "This baby girl, we must name her by the end of this dawn. I believe that we shall call her... Faith?" The woman standing beside of the man that said this, the baby's father, gasped. "But Joe... we musn't...!" The woman, the child's mother, protests. But it is decided. The child is now christened... Faith.
June 4th, 2012
A single figure looms over the desolate landscape. Long black hair, down her back, flows behind her. If it weren't for the blood spatter gleaming all over her, she very well would look like an innocent teenager. But she isn't, and never was. She is Faith. She looks at the death she has caused, and smiles. She recalls the moments in her life that made her love her life so much.
At age three, a little girl with black hair sits. She sees the people, trying to make everyone happy, busying around as if their lives are important. But Faith knows better. They try to get her to play with the other children, and she blatantly refuses. She says the first word that ever escaped from her lips, 'Death'. She smiles at this development, ready for anything. Her smile knows better than to be a happy smile. Her smile was Faith's smile.
And Faith and her smile continued to sit there, scaring off anyone and everyone who dared to come close enough to see.
At age five, Faith had already tortured her classmates in preschool enough; they seemed fine enough with it. To her. Faith knew that she was scary. Faith and Faith's Smile loved the fear they were getting. As soon as Faith learned to read, she started reading The Prince. She found the theories in the book very true, and proceeded to take notes on Macchiavelli's work, making sure that she knew what she was writing. The teachers praised her for being intelligent; Faith simply nodded, then fantasized hurting them.
Because pain treated her well.
At age ten, Faith was at the top of the school. Special privileges, she'd skipped a grade when she didn't like the teacher, so now she was a middle schooler, and she had simply looked at the eighth graders and walked straight to the top. She would go into the library and be as loud as she wanted(but she didn't want to be loud anyway) and the librarian wouldn't even look up. She'd walk up to the vending machine and take out a random kid's wallet to buy some candy. Faith could do whatever she wanted, just as long as that was what she wanted.
And she wouldn't have it any other way.
At age eleven, a substitute teacher who apparently 'didn't get the memo' that Faith ruled the school, the town, and soon would proceed to rule the world, and tried to make the child the 'sweet little girl she is inside'. That teacher was never seen again. Rumor has it she was the first victim of the dreaded Faith.
Certainly not the last.
At age twelve, hormones took over. New arrivals to the town had one child, and just about the hottest guy Faith would ever see. Hot enough to restore Faith's faith in humanity. Faith immediatly took a liking to him, too. The inhabitants of Faithtown had seen it all. But this boy, he was different. Faith didn't understand. His name was Gilig, which wasn't the weirdest thing about him. Faith did not think that was weird at all, for one. Everything was annoying or weird or stupid or just plain SOMEONE ELSE. She loved him.
And so she decided that only two people would survive her. Her and Gilig. Gilig and her.
She was in love.
Then, on her thirteenth birthday, she found out that Gilig liked someone else. Then Faith found through her sources that her mother was pregnant.
She lost her faith in humanity.
And the whole of humanity would pay.
ahhhh!
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