Dubiosenii Diverse

Ok , o sa pun cateva fic-uri ( defapt , chestii facute aiurea ) in engleza ... mici povesti , scurte , atat creppy cat si funny or even both sau chiar cu tenta misterioasa ^^

~ Halloween ~

It's 3 a.m. on Halloween night and Tom and his friends have been up all night on a horror marathon . They've watched their favorite scary movies , read their favorite scary stories , and even attempted the old "Bloody Mary" trick in the mirror . After his friends leave , Tom stretches and yawns , deciding now is about the time to hit the sack , so he moves into the bedroom and lays down to sleep .
After a while , however , Tom realizes that he can’t get the images of some of the fictional creatures he saw on the television out of his head. "Meh...I’m going to hate myself for this tomorrow," he say aloud as he flick on the bedroom lamp, knowing that having a nightlight used to help get rid of his nightmares as a little kid. Within minutes his close to sleep, snuggled up comfortably under the blankets with his eyes closed and more pleasant thoughts in his mind...

...that is, until he detects something moving in front of the light, casting a shadow over him. Tom blinks, beginning to turn towards the lamp before a rotting hand grabs hold of his shoulder.

"Thanks for turning on the light, I was having trouble finding you in the dark."

~ Loneliness ~

Imagine the most solitary place you can imagine . The most isolated , lonely location you can possibly conjure up : a claustrophobic , dirty cell ; the peephole in the door forever unused ; an island eternally floating in a sea of darkness , the shadows hiding everything you can , and can't , see ; a quiet , wind-whipped plain where no directions exist ; a desert landscape , all sound muffled by the driving winds and buffeting sands , where half-seen shapes roam the horizons .
Imagine spending an eternity there . Terrifying thought , isn't it ? Mull it over for a while . An existence with no beginning and no end , alone with your mind and nothing else .

Right now , it's a scary scenario .

When you get to the afterlife , it won't be just a scenario anymore .

Take it from me ...


Now , this one was made in a stress moment x.x , nu stiu daca o merge si pe bune ce am scris , dar in fine ...

~ The Other Earth ~

Remember this : should you ever despair of life so much that you want to die , you have the means at hand and yearn to end your life , you have written a suicide note to those you will leave behind and you are prepared to die ... at that moment , stop ! Get a pair of scissors . Cut away at the note until you end up with a piece of paper in the shape of a key . Go to a door , any one will do . Push the paper key forward and turn your hand as if unlocking an imaginary lock . The lock is real ! Open the door . There you will find it . The other earth . The one that awaits to replace this one when it dies . That death is inevitable , but in the meantime the other earth will belong to you .

Be warned : the other earth is very different from this one ...


Well , cam atat for now ^^ sper ca va plac , mai am cateva scrise intr-un fisier si voi mai scrie mici asemenea chestii XD please comment !
Vreau sa stiu daca mai merita sa scriu sau nu XP

[jokin']Chiar trebuia sa le scri in engleza? z.z A trebuit sa-mi caut dictionarul >> [/jokin']
Anyway o.o imi plac mult desi sunt destul de scurte si la fiecare se poate continua cu ceva XD
Prima desi la inceput pare scary, imi place cum ai terminat, ce monstru, or whateva' era chestia aia, ciudat O_O''
A doua iar imi place mult pentru ca intr-un fel mi se potrivesc povestile de genul asta xD Adica si eu scriam chestii de genul inainte o.o'
Iar ultima e destul de interesanta o_O with za other earth o.o Cred ca am inteles in mare parte la ce te referi.
Neh ^^ mie imi place cum scri si ar trebui sa mai faci n.n

Deci cum zicea si Shin...imi tebuie un dictionar:)) (jokin)
Sa incepem cu prima:Inceputul destul de promitator.Chiar credeam ca va fi ceva scaryy.Poate ca acel baiat Tom patea ceva.Nu shiu cand ma gandesc la Halloween,imi vin in minte imagini....creepy.Sfarsitul mi-a placut chiar daca nu a fost asa scary.

A doua:Chiar imi place cum ai combinat cuvintee intre ele.iar mesajul povestioarei...este....super real.(nu am gasit un cuvant mai bun).

A treia:Este preferata mea.Who knows,maybe i will find that other world.Plus ca imitotdeauna mi-au placut povestioarele mai triste,care denota depresia,etc...
Chiar imi place stiul in care strii tu,si zic ca ar trebui sa continui.
So...keep going!!!

Thanks guys for the kind words ^^

Well , ce sa zic , toamna am o stare de gandire mai spre mystic-fantastic-depressive-odd stuff XD

Va asigur ca in seara asta o sa mai postez macar inca una ^^

Thank you again *hugs*

Ok , sorry for the double-post , but new stuff :>

~ The Dark Corner ~

In almost every building , there is one corner , one small enclosure that no one ever looks at ... It's the corner in the basement that has been blocked by a disused sofa for years ; the thin space in the attic between the wall and the stacks and stacks of crates full of junk you never use , but could never throw away ; etc . The space that never sees the light of day , or any other kind of light at all . Where darkness does not merely dominate , but practically oozes out from around the edges of its prison .
No one knows quite how long a space must remain concealed for it to acquire this particular property , nor if there are any specific conditions that it must meet . But it is a far more common occurrence than you might think ...
In newer buildings , when this happens , the residents often report feeling cold when passing by , even in attics during the hottest of summers . Whenever contemplating taking a quick peek to see if there is anything actually there , an unnatural dread seizes them , and they leave the room quickly , if not quite running ! Once left behind , the feeling passes ... and it is quickly forgotten or even laughed off .

What actually happens in these forgotten sanctuaries of the dark ? It is impossible to tell ... For while many such corners have been exposed to reveal absolutely nothing , some brave souls have lost their sanity through nothing more than an ill-timed glance . The safest thing to do when encountered with such a phenomenon is to close your eyes , rip away the area's covering in a single motion , then keep a tight hold on what you've pulled away ... No matter what you hear or feel , do not get up , do not look around , and do not try to cover your ears ...

You might be one of the lucky ones !

~ The House Of Mirrors ~

In the heart of Washington , there’s a house that used to be owned by a family of five . Nobody really knows what happened to them . Their neighbors at the time say that there were no signs of weirdness or fear in the family . The common testimony is that one day there was nothing wrong . The night that followed , there were very loud noises coming from the house , and although people in the area came to investigate what was keeping them up , the windows were blocked by millions of post-it notes , and the windows would not break . The following day , the house was empty !
Nobody has lived in that house since . But people have gone inside . In every bedroom , there is a mirror facing the corner of the room . If you turn it around , it won’t show your reflection . The area you’ll be standing in will be empty . They say that on the rare occasion , you’ll see the person who used to sleep in that room , mutilated and bandaged from head to toe ...

~ Grinning ~

This morning I stepped out of the shower and this bathroom was fine : white walls , white tiles , sink and counter with toothpaste crusted all over . Three out of the four light bulbs over the mirror were still good — 100 watt , clear bulb , blinding bright in the small white room . Like always I was late , so I skipped shaving . She liked it when I didn’t shave anyway . I was thinking about doing mutton chops . She’d get a kick out of that ! I passed the mirror and noticed I was grinning . I didn’t even know I was grinning ...
I’m in the bathroom tonight before bed and there’s something wrong with the lights . All three are on again but they glow kind of brown and don’t really light up the rest of the room . I should get more bulbs from the kitchen . I should , but I’m busy . The date was shit and she shut her apartment door on me. You’d think that would wipe off the stupid grin from this morning . But I came back in the bathroom and , in the mirror , my face was still doing it !? If I touch my face it doesn’t feel like a grin , but there it is in the mirror ...
In the brown light it’s hard to make out but ... have you ever actually counted how many teeth show when you smile ? I lean in close ... one , two , three , four — I didn’t know my mouth was so wide — nine , ten , eleven — I can’t do mutton chops after all . The corners of my lips are out to my ears !? It still doesn’t feel like a grin though . But I keep counting , for curiosity ... thirty-six , thirty-seven , thirty-eight ...


Well , thats just about it for tonight XD

New Stuff ...

~ An apple a day keeps the Doctor away ~

Have you ever heard the expression "an apple a day keeps the Doctor away ?" ... Most assume , with no reason to think otherwise , that it is simply an easy-to-remember rhyme that stresses the importance of eating healthily to young children . But the saying did not originate as a harmless reminder . It was born in a frontier town in the early years of the gold rush , where food was scarce and money even scarcer .
One August , when a bad drought had struck the region , a series of bloody killings swept through the town . Every night , a single house would be broken into , and anyone who saw the invader would be swiftly , brutally slain . Nothing was ever stolen , save for a few scraps of food .
After two weeks of this , the local grocer set out a few apples and a glass of milk in the town square overnight . He then hid in the tower of the church , hoping to catch a glimpse of anyone who came by .
Fighting fatigue , the grocer waited for any sign of life below . Just after midnight , he was rewarded by a chilling sight : a man , carrying a black bag stuffed with dully shining metal tools and covered from head to foot in cloth bandages , staggered into view . He paused at the sight of the apples and milk , and then whipped his head around , as if looking for the one who dared to patronize him . Seized with fear , the grocer ducked out of sight , staying hidden 'til sunrise .
The strange man had only taken one of the apples , and didn't even touch the glass of milk . No houses were broken into and no one was killed .

For decades , the town continued to place out an apple or two every night , even long after a single apple stopped disappearing ...

~ The Tongue ~

A young girl is left home alone with only her dog to protect her . When night approaches , she locks all the doors and tries to lock all the windows but one won't close ...
She decides to leave it unlocked and goes to bed . Her dog takes its customary place under her bed .
In the deep of night she awakens to a dripping sound coming from the bathroom . The girl is too scared to go check so she reaches her hand under the bed . She feels a reassuring lick from her dog and falls back to sleep . She reawakens to the dripping sound , reaches her hand down to the dog where she feels the reassuring lick and falls back to sleep . Once more she awakens to the dripping sound . She reaches her hand down and feels the lick of her dog ...

Now curious about the dripping sound , she gets up and slowly walks towards the bathroom , the dripping sound getting louder as she approaches . She reaches the bathroom and turns on the light ... She is greeted by a horrific sight : hanging from the shower nozzle is her dog with its throat slit open and its blood dripping into the bathtub ...

Something on the bathroom mirror catches her eye she turns around . Written on the bathroom mirror in her dog's blood are the words ... " HUMANS CAN LICK TOO ! "


Cam atat for now ^^