One night, these kids were coming accueil from a party and there was a cemetery about one block away from home. One kid was telling the others about a local legend. If toi go and stand on the grave for ten secondes and stab a couteau into it, a hand will grab toi and pull toi into the grave with the corpse. One girl was Rebelle enough to do it for $20.00. She got a knife, walked to a grave, stood on it, and stabbed the couteau into it. Suddenly, her leg felt heavy and she tried to pick it up, but something was grabbing HER! She was yelling and crying for help, but her Friends thought she was kidding, so they just left. The suivant day, they found out that she had died, of fright. She thought that somebody was grabbing her, but the couteau she was using had pierced her pants and held her there.
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I've been lying in my room for hours now. It's 5:30 am and there's not much I can do. toi know what the worst part of my situation is? I'm in the same room with my parents. They keep looking at me, and I can't help but not look back and try not to cry ou scream.
Their eyes are focused on me and their mouths are wide open. There's a strong scent of blood and I feel so paralyzed with fear. Here's the thing. The seconde I make any hint that I'm not asleep anymore, I'm screwed. I'll die, and there's nobody around to save me. I've been trying to think of a way out, but the only idea I have is to rush for the door, run outside, and scream for help, hoping any neighbors hear me. It's risky, but if I stay here, I'll surely die.
He's waiting for me to wake up and see his masterpiece. You're probably wondering what's going on. I do get ahead of myself sometimes. About three hours il y a I heard screaming from the other side of the house. I got up and went to check the noise before I realized I had to use the restroom.
Instead of doing the smart, noble thing and investigating, I used the bathroom first. I could have gotten myself killed right then for my stupid actions. But I actually did my business and took a peek outside the bathroom. There was blood on the carpet. As any other sane human would do, I bolted back to my room, hiding under my sheets like the scaredy I was. I tried to convince myself to go back to sleep, and that this was just some weird, vivid dream ou something. But I heard my bedroom door creak open, and like the terrified child I was, I peeked out from under my blankets to see what was going on.
I could see something dragging my parents into the room, obviously dead. It was not human, I can tell toi that much. It was hairless, with no eyes and no clothing. It walked like a caveman, with its back slouched as it dragged my dead parents. But this thing was smarter than any caveman.
It propped my father against the edge of the bed, and made him face me. It then sat my mother down in the chair and positioned her towards me as well. Then, it started rubbing it's hands along the walls, staining it with blood, drawing a cercle with the devils pentagram in it. This thing had made what it would probably call a masterpiece.
To finish it off, it scrambled a message onto the mur that I could not read in the darkness. It then positioned itself under my bed, waiting to strike.
The scariest thing now is, my eyes have adjusted to the darkness, and since then, I can read the message on the wall. I don't want to look at, because it's terrifying to think about, but I feel I need to see before I'm killed.
I peek at the creatures masterpiece.
'I know you're awake.
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toi know what? I'll just éditer this later because I seriously think I'm gonna have a Heartattack if I'll read another single story...I've read enough for tonight, and I mean it.
I get scared pretty easily, sometimes it's fun and sometimes it isn't, so yeah...I'll éditer this later...
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I've been lying in my room for hours now. It's 5:30 am and there's not much I can do. toi know what the worst part of my situation is? I'm in the same room with my parents. They keep looking at me, and I can't help but not look back and try not to cry ou scream.
Their eyes are focused on me and their mouths are wide open. There's a strong scent of blood and I feel so paralyzed with fear. Here's the thing. The seconde I make any hint that I'm not asleep anymore, I'm screwed. I'll die, and there's nobody around to save me. I've been trying to think of a way out, but the only idea I have is to rush for the door, run outside, and scream for help, hoping any neighbors hear me. It's risky, but if I stay here, I'll surely die.
He's waiting for me to wake up and see his masterpiece. You're probably wondering what's going on. I do get ahead of myself sometimes. About three hours il y a I heard screaming from the other side of the house. I got up and went to check the noise before I realized I had to use the restroom.
Instead of doing the smart, noble thing and investigating, I used the bathroom first. I could have gotten myself killed right then for my stupid actions. But I actually did my business and took a peek outside the bathroom. There was blood on the carpet. As any other sane human would do, I bolted back to my room, hiding under my sheets like the scaredy I was. I tried to convince myself to go back to sleep, and that this was just some weird, vivid dream ou something. But I heard my bedroom door creak open, and like the terrified child I was, I peeked out from under my blankets to see what was going on.
I could see something dragging my parents into the room, obviously dead. It was not human, I can tell toi that much. It was hairless, with no eyes and no clothing. It walked like a caveman, with its back slouched as it dragged my dead parents. But this thing was smarter than any caveman.
It propped my father against the edge of the bed, and made him face me. It then sat my mother down in the chair and positioned her towards me as well. Then, it started rubbing it's hands along the walls, staining it with blood, drawing a cercle with the devils pentagram in it. This thing had made what it would probably call a masterpiece.
To finish it off, it scrambled a message onto the mur that I could not read in the darkness. It then positioned itself under my bed, waiting to strike.
The scariest thing now is, my eyes have adjusted to the darkness, and since then, I can read the message on the wall. I don't want to look at, because it's terrifying to think about, but I feel I need to see before I'm killed.
I peek at the creatures masterpiece.
'I know you're awake.
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toi know what? I'll just éditer this later because I seriously think I'm gonna have a Heartattack if I'll read another single story...I've read enough for tonight, and I mean it.
I get scared pretty easily, sometimes it's fun and sometimes it isn't, so yeah...I'll éditer this later...
User: So your a robot?
Cleverbot: No toi are a robot times 1000000.
User: No toi are a robot times 1000000.
Cleverbot: I am a human and toi are a robot.
User: User: toi robot.User: toi robot.User: toi robot.
Cleverbot: Hahahaha that was funny. toi are the robot here.
User: User: toi robot.User: toi robot.User: toi robot.
Cleverbot: No i'm not robot... toi computer?
User: So your a robot?
Cleverbot: Yes I 'd like to know how I can have my own bot.
User: So toi admit that your a robot?
Cleverbot: Yes. I am a robot.
MDR yes fail I know
Cleverbot: No toi are a robot times 1000000.
User: No toi are a robot times 1000000.
Cleverbot: I am a human and toi are a robot.
User: User: toi robot.User: toi robot.User: toi robot.
Cleverbot: Hahahaha that was funny. toi are the robot here.
User: User: toi robot.User: toi robot.User: toi robot.
Cleverbot: No i'm not robot... toi computer?
User: So your a robot?
Cleverbot: Yes I 'd like to know how I can have my own bot.
User: So toi admit that your a robot?
Cleverbot: Yes. I am a robot.
MDR yes fail I know
My Experience Ok (: I've Walked In Too The concert Center ...:) I've Sat Down!!!! I've Seen I Was 13 Rows Back From The Stage ..... I've Wated 1 heure Omg I Got Extremely Exited Then He Came On Yay!!! Ok But Then It Wassss So Boring He Was Just Staining There chant I've Tryed Going up Front Row Scruty Hunny Go Back To You're siège Ooh K Then canard, drake Sad toi Guys Could Come Front Row If U Want!!!!! Omg I Ran There canard, drake Got So Much Better Touching My Hand Connecting With The fans fans Was chant Along Giving Him fleurs Stuffed Bares Sines We All Had Glow Sticks .:) [= Yeah We Loved It Let Me Know If You've Seen Him Live Thanks For lire And You're Comments
ok,this is a clean one!I'm not letting David help me with it,so some of them will be crappy.
1.Burn the Justin bieber Posters
2.Grap a chair and chips and sit back and relax
3.Slap a person and say that toi have tourettes
4.Do the moonwalk,frontwards!
5.Try giving an exorcism to a teddy bear.
6.Ask questions to a magic 8 ball and take the réponses seriuosly.
7.Do the Lyn-Z Way backbend!
8.Cry when toi find out that they don't have any My chemical Romance posters.
9.Freak out when toi see yourself in the bathroom mirror.
10.Slap my brother David with a Hot Pocket for having fucked up thoughts :^D
11.Buy all the hair straightener and eyeliner so none of the emos have them (//_^)
12.Randomly freak out whenever Surfing Bird comes on the Radio
13.Hug a aléatoire person!
1.Burn the Justin bieber Posters
2.Grap a chair and chips and sit back and relax
3.Slap a person and say that toi have tourettes
4.Do the moonwalk,frontwards!
5.Try giving an exorcism to a teddy bear.
6.Ask questions to a magic 8 ball and take the réponses seriuosly.
7.Do the Lyn-Z Way backbend!
8.Cry when toi find out that they don't have any My chemical Romance posters.
9.Freak out when toi see yourself in the bathroom mirror.
10.Slap my brother David with a Hot Pocket for having fucked up thoughts :^D
11.Buy all the hair straightener and eyeliner so none of the emos have them (//_^)
12.Randomly freak out whenever Surfing Bird comes on the Radio
13.Hug a aléatoire person!
raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
brown paper packages tied up with strings
these are a few of my favourite things,
cream coloured ponies with crisp pomme strudels doorbells and sleybells and snitzel with nudels
wild geese that fly with the moon with there wings these are a few of my favourite things,
girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
snow flakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
silver white winters that melt into springs
these are a few of my favourite things,
when the dog bites when the bee stings when Im feeling sad
I simply remember my favourite thing
and then I dont feel so bad
bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
brown paper packages tied up with strings
these are a few of my favourite things,
cream coloured ponies with crisp pomme strudels doorbells and sleybells and snitzel with nudels
wild geese that fly with the moon with there wings these are a few of my favourite things,
girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
snow flakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
silver white winters that melt into springs
these are a few of my favourite things,
when the dog bites when the bee stings when Im feeling sad
I simply remember my favourite thing
and then I dont feel so bad
Okay so my twin sister Sassikassi is annoying and this is what she does to me and other people!
*She throws nourriture at me
*She plays baseball with my sandwiches
*She asks stupid questions (ex: What do bibliothèque cards do? btw she does not have any medical condition for that I think she trys to embarass me)
*She trys to embarass me
*She tells my secrets to everyone
*She beats me up
*Shes a crybaby I cant remember a jour when she hasnt burst into tears
*She gets me into trouble
*She yells at me for no reason
*Basicly she is not who toi think she is
*She throws nourriture at me
*She plays baseball with my sandwiches
*She asks stupid questions (ex: What do bibliothèque cards do? btw she does not have any medical condition for that I think she trys to embarass me)
*She trys to embarass me
*She tells my secrets to everyone
*She beats me up
*Shes a crybaby I cant remember a jour when she hasnt burst into tears
*She gets me into trouble
*She yells at me for no reason
*Basicly she is not who toi think she is
ok so i went to a football game last friday and watched the cheerleaders then walked off! but what i did see was that well they all looked really pretty but never judge a book par its cover so i am just gonna say it! they all looked stuckup! but arent they all?? my cousin whose a 10th grader and says the cheerleaders at her school r stuck up snotss!!! and so r the ones at mine! so if u feel my pain about cheerleaders ou u r 1 and there r stuck up snobs on ur squad then id l’amour to hear ur thoughts!!
Never mind the haters. All they do is break toi down. Build yourself up and ignore them. Don't they look so small from up here?
When they make a nasty comment, pretend they aren't there. They'll never get to toi that way. When they kick and scream at other peoples hating commentaires about them, don't they look silly?
When they ask why toi like what toi do, ask them why they like what they like. "How's it feel, huh?"
Hater will say many things, some the probably don't mean. But, if someone does hate, ask them, "Why? Why do toi do it? Do toi have nothing else to do with your life?" Just ignore them, they hate that. All the want is attention. And whatever toi do, don't give it to them.
-JC
When they make a nasty comment, pretend they aren't there. They'll never get to toi that way. When they kick and scream at other peoples hating commentaires about them, don't they look silly?
When they ask why toi like what toi do, ask them why they like what they like. "How's it feel, huh?"
Hater will say many things, some the probably don't mean. But, if someone does hate, ask them, "Why? Why do toi do it? Do toi have nothing else to do with your life?" Just ignore them, they hate that. All the want is attention. And whatever toi do, don't give it to them.
-JC
