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The Message
The message
it was a night of adventure, excitement, energy. I can't describe how much I loved this night. My name is Elijah I am 24 years old. I love music alot, like more than anyone I know. I love the way it makes me feel, makes me move makes me happy. It all started at my friend's house. We were all having a party to celebrate the end of senior year. Drinks were being poured, music was blasting, everyone having a great time. I was just getting out of the bathroom when I received a strange text message from an unknown number. It had an attachment to it that said listen. Not sure why I chose, maybe it's because I was drunk or something and just didn't give a damn. Who knew. I opened the attachment while sipping on my half bottle of beer. A strange chant was being said through the speaker of my phone. After I listened it didn't really mean much. I must have forgotten all about it because the very next day I was face down in my mattress drooling black goo with red eyes. Tied to the bed post and throat dryer than the desert. "ugh what happened". I groaned. "don't you fucking move". I heard a voice from the left of me. My buddy from the party had a gun drawn with blood on his clothes. Must have been a wild night because I now have a cross etched onto my forehead with holy water burning the hairs off my skin. I don't know what that chant was but I now know never to accept an attachment from someone I don't know.
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between the veil pt 2
one cold autumn night i lay in my bed, the air swirled around my room like a ghost in the night. i wasn't sure if i was asleep of awake, but i knew something was happening. as i tried to open my eyes nothing happened, i felt sweat trickle down my forehead and a dry spot in my throat. thinking to myself what could this possibly be. all i could hear was the ticking of the clock and the cars passing through the streets. "ok ok don't freak out shy your okay" i told myself. i tried going through the steps in my head of what to do and how to figure this out. "ok try to move your fingers" i said to myself. trying to wiggle my fingertips i couldn't even move an inch. "feet"? i asked myself, and yet another failure. "shit not again". i said to myself. another night of sleep paralysis, sometimes i really hate this shit. i heard a whisper in my left ear speaking sweet nothings, almost as if someone was trying to seduce me. "tonight is the night sweetie, youre coming with me". the voice said in a sultry purr. "w..what the fuck"? i said mentally. "i am yours now and you are mine, don't give me a reason to ruin you baby love". it said sweetly but with a slight warning on the tip of the tounge. knowing i cant talk to it didn't necessarily scare me but i knew for a fact that this is a bind i will not be able to get out of. stuck with it for life i will always be. hazel the sleep demon was now apart of my life. my nightmares, my darkness.
The Lake In The Moors
The sunshine was brighter than you've ever seen it before, in the kingdom everything shined brighter, the food tasted better. whatever you desired, the kingdom could provide. the village people always told you to stay away from the forest beyond the kingdom. they told stories of bad things living beyond. yet that never stopped you from exploring and going on adventures. so one night you decided to explore, of course logically it was more than dangerous and you could've gotten yourself killed but something about what lies beyond drew you closer and closer past your curiosity. a little thing about you that everyone in the village enjoyed was that you were a split image of your sister who is now the queen aurora, but by mind body and soul you carried your own personality on your shoulders. aurora mentioned a few times about her fairy godmother living in the moors, yet she never once showed you where she lived or what she looked like. it always made you sad because doesn't that mean she's part of the family? though you were beyond excited knowing that fairytales were your go-too's day to day and couldn't imagine the thought of not seeing a single magical creature before your days end. the moonlight shined in the cracks of the trees, the stars sparkled and shined like diamonds. nothing could ruin the moment, except the snapping of a twig and the caw of a crow.
shivers ran down your spine as you didn't exactly know where to go or even where to hide. of course you were a bit peeved since you only made it a few feet into the moors and were likely to die before you even saw an ounce of magic. "i must hide" you told yourself scrambling to get somewhere, anywhere. "aurora was right, i should've just kept my curiosity at a minimum". moments later you heard a sly chuckle. "that wouldn't have been any fun though would it." the deliciously low voice made its way past your ears through the frontal lobe of your brain. who could that enchanting voice belong too. you thought to yourself. "who's there"? you ask softly. "i'm warning you, you so much as lay a finger on me and the kingdom will come for me". you said trying very hard to sound authoritative but failing horribly. the footsteps began making there way towards you, not with haste, or with predatory means but slowly. almost curious yet confident. "the question should truly be, who are you my dear". the voice asked. "after all you are in my territory". it said once again. "i am princess y/n, sister of princess aurora." you said softly making your way into the moonlight. an opening in the tree line made a spotlight shine through the lake of the moors. "aurora is queen now." the voice said almost spitting back. "yes, yes she is". you said softly now seeing the silhouette of the figure that was standing behind the tree. "who are you might i ask"? you asked curiously. the figure finally stepped out from behind the tree into the light. your breath was almost taken from you but not in a bad way, you were taken back by the beauty of this...creature. " i am maleficent." she said lowly eyes darkening as if singling in on your tiny form. "f...fairy godmother"? you whispered. " what"? she asked. " your my sisters godmother, she talks so much about you, especially mentioning the part where you are very pretty". you said seeing her in the true light of her domain. you didn't know what was happening but your chest was getting warm and your cheeks showed your true expression for this creature. the look she saw from you wasn't fear... but admiration and contentment. yet the look she gave seemed devilishly playful and territorial. "oh i'm gonna have fun with you little bunny." she smiled wickedly. "that nickname nearly had you fainting already, i don't know what plans she had for you. just know that night you didn't get off the hook easily.
Between the veil
life's not always peaches and cream, it can be up it can be down, just matters how you deal with it. I've been dealing with a shit load ever since I was a kid. My name is Shiloh, I'm a twenty year old girl who lives in Salem Massachusetts. And....I have my own personal demon. Her name is hazel. She is with me everywhere, she comes to school with me and also helps my friends terrorize there own bullies. She's great. I first saw her after my bully brutally kicked my ass, then she gladly returned the favor after the second week of school. Death has been in my mind since I was born, I was supposed to die when I was born. I used to have a lot of complications until a miracle happened. The only thing i have left of the complications is my extreme sleep paralysis. It used to scare me but....now it doesn't anymore. My mother used to tell me tales of what goes on between the world of the living and the dead. I kinda can't wait to find out.
Y/n: so if you could save one person within the family from a fire who would it be?
Enid: my dad because I love him more than anything
Bianca: my laptop and phone
Y/n: um...i said one person, not things
Wednesday: myself, the others wouldn't deserve to live under any circumstances
Y/n: mkay I think we maybe done with this game
Wednesday: who said it was a game *glares blankly*