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I felt my stomach drop. The large mastiff-turned-zombie charged the iron screen door. There was a slight crack from the frame as the dog slammed into it a second time. I hurriedly locked the front door, grateful for the screened one. My fingers trembled as I tugged the curtains close.

My breath was the only one I could hear. I turned to look at the man I

had ushered inside. He was a wild man, much older. I saw my father in his face and paused. The man stood his ground, a rifle pointed at the front door. The bite marks of the dog were visible on the handguard.

My mind had me frozen, imagining this man turned to pieces in my front yard had I not let him in. Then I realized the silence extended to this space...

The Secrets Behind The Masks We Wear

However there was a darkness hidden beneath all of the smiles and masks that near everyone wore. Secrets that no one thought to explore because what's the point? Their parents are rich and they put on the perfect mask to hide their darker intentions. In reality they got their thrills by tearing down others and

watching them suffer in a sick and twisted way. If you dared to look into the past and uncover the secrets that they had so feebly hidden you would be surprised. Nothing happens without a reason and here? It was usually fueled by someone's bad intentions. What kind of things could a teenager possibly do that could cause so much damage? Well as we would later find o...

Hey...
Welcome to THE TEENAGER'S DIARY where you hear the different feelings, thoughts, and emotions of the teenager. Well, this is your host, SHADOW SPARKLING. I'm a different teen of 14 and I hope to enlighten you by sharing everything I have. Well,...
Today, we are going to talk about "AT THE LAST BENCH".
And like always, I would love if you keep an

open-mindset while listening to this.

THE STARTING.
Wow! It has been more than a year and a half since I saw my whole class. Our school though partially opened before the annual exams of the previous class; I didn’t have the clear look as I did now. It was just a week and most of the students wouldn’t be present. And during the exams I could barely f...

Chapter 1

*a ship in space*

Doug- *wakes up* *realizes* oh no no no no no

Doug- where am I?

*he's in the middle of nowhere*

Doug- computer, where am I?

*computer offline*

*hears a bang on the top of the ship*

*Doug opens cams*

Doug- oh no…

*a creature is on top of the ship*

Doug’s thoughts- I got to have shurk spray

*the cabinet is empty*

*the monster on top of the ship (shurk) starts clawing at the ship*

*tries to start the ship*

*no fuel*

*a tiny hole appears in the roof*

*tink* *tink* *tink*

*Doug puts his astronaut helmet back on*

*silence*

*the shurk comes through*

*Doug gets clawed*

*hes bleeding out*

*he opens the shutter door and...

Four friends chalk out a plan for a picnic on holiday and encounter an unprecedented incident in their lives. It was a pleasant Sunday morning when all the four-step out of their homes to enjoy the beauty of nature. After a grueling journey, they plan to languid in some guest house as the dusk had set in and find a decent one at last. One of the friends,

Rocky becomes rambunctious on seeing the guest house and insists on a midnight sojourn so that they could invigorate themselves and head on for a journey in the dawn. The moment they enter the house, the receptionist gives a warm welcome with a broad smile and registers their names. But Alex, who is a brother of Rocky, gives a dubious stare at the receptionist ...

They say their love of money is the root of all evil that's not true or that's half true or half-right the real thing is the love of anything is the root of all evil the love of computers the love of people the love of your mother too much love will kill you the love of anything is good while evil because whatever you love can't last forever and you get

caught up in loving whatever it is and you eventually get bored with it it's tough to keep love to a minimum but you have to to stay sane


...

The ground just shook and trembled as Tamara Sherring walked, there I was on her left shoulder only 1.5 inches tall to her. Yes Tamara Sherring is a Giant and she is 280 feet tall. Tamara had on her beige tight shirt and she had on her skin tight soft jeggings. Tamara was heading towards my acreage which was at least a few miles from a town and 30m

miles from the nearest city. As Tamara neared my acreage, I could seen my house and the other farm buildings down below. Tamara stepped over the trees I had there for wind break. I stood up there on her left shoulder and saw my house, from the height I was at the house was so small. Tamara took a step and she was about to sit down when she heard a car...

Old Glass broke under your shoes as you ran making a horrible cracking sound. The woods were full of old bottles and porcelain that were fun to collect, you would see which sibling could find the Best Thing. You were the raining champ with a rusty bottle of denture cream displayed proudly on your shelf. But right now you hatted these woods you wanted to

leave them as soon as possible. Your legs stung from running as you were never an athletic person, always skipping gym class, you regret that now. The grown-ups always said not to be here when it got dark. They always said to be home at sunset or you would be punished. You thought they were just being silly, it's a small town everyone knows everyone, what could ...

In a city full of laps in 2050 it was the start of gene modification when a group of illegal scientists throw their gene expeirments garbage in sewers a rat exposed to them and mutated into a beast 7 ft tall and a muscular body like a train carriyng huge truck he could see any rat in mile area.........a body like wearing torn coat............a scream that

can break glass and destroy weapons...........and a super strength,with all that he was attacking any lap that harm animals like those who turned him into that beast with no mercy. Rumers said that he was a beast that hunted the sewers. after a while of killing scientists, destroying laps and saving thousands of rats , scientists kept it as a secret to reassur...

“Zinnia, I’m home,” Mrs. Robinson called from the kitchen. The wind howled outside and fat raindrops ran down the windows. There was no response from the dark house.

    “Zinnia, sweetie, come get some dinner,” she said hopefully. Nothing.

    Finally, Mrs. Robinson put down the sacks of groceries and marched down the hall to her

daughter’s room.

    “Come on, eat some dinner,” she said while opening the door.

    There was nobody in the bedroom. She checked under the bed, the closet, and under the rug. Nothing. Only a dripping, black painted handprint below the open window. Mrs. Robinson fell to the floor and burst into tears. 

    “Oh, my baby,” she whimpered. “Not her, too.”

...

Mr. Roy walked inside the gate towards the door crossing the green lawn with pavement decoration of pebbles and flowering plants such as pansy and oleander. He makes his move towards the body of Mr. David lying on an expensive embroidered carpet in a study room. He was flabbergasted to see there was no forced entry; there was no one else in the home except

for the victim with just one coffee mug and a novel half lying on the table.
The preliminary death investigation began. Evidences seemed to have magically disappeared regardless of intense search. All the family members which included his Mother, Sister, Son and People who visited the man that day were interrogated which led to no conclusion of any kind. ...

Tell me, if you were alone in your room and heard an unfamiliar voice, what would you do? Probably scream your guts out, just like me. And that's how I met it. By being scared to death in a fine fall evening, while listening to music. It was my fairy. Yes, it may not sound real. Even I didn't believe it. I still don't. But I wanted to. Who wouldn't want

their wish to come true without rubbing a lamb? I was trying to see what was in front of me between my sweaty and shaking hands. Weird enough, it didn't look anything like the ones in the tales. A small ball of light. That's what it was. “I will grant a wish within the depth of your heart. But I want something in return. Think well. Not everyone gets a chan...

Christopher’s body tensed, and his mouth grew dry. “We need to go home, now.” He looked to the left road then to the one on the right. He pointed to it, turning to Luke. “If we go down Dougal Road, we’ll cut right through and it will lead us straight home. This way is faster, then going back the way we came.”

Luke was silent, but nodded his

head.

Christopher looked back at the tower one last time, before grabbing Luke’s hand. They made a right, disappearing into the trees that surrounded the road. Christopher kept Luke close to him.

The two boys sped-walk down the road where the backs of homes perched on the top of stubby hills that sat even further from the road, barely visible beca...

Luke and Christopher stood by the edge of a road which split into two. Many trees ascended into the blueish-grey sky, interrupted only by the black outline of electrical poles. Squashed in between was a two street signs with green arrows: one pointing left, “Blake Rd” and one pointing right, “Dougal Rd” Towering above it was a street lamp that gave a

faint orange glow to the surrounding trees and road.

“Something’s not right,” Christopher stated, looking back at the tower, which stood ominously in the distance.Luke stood beside Christopher, silent but still shaken up. Every little noise made his heart thump and head turn jarringly, his “hover-board” wrapped in his arms over his chest. “T...

Luke’s lips pressed together tightly, lost in thought about that woman. Thankful that they weren’t stopping at that house.

A flashing red light from the radio tower pierced through the sky and almost instantly, a chilly breeze violently tugged at Luke’s vest.

Christopher stopped, his body stiffening. He shut his eyes tightly and softly rubbed

his temples.

Another pulse of red emanated from the tower. Luke’s stomach dropped with dread as if he were on a rollercoaster. He quickly grabbed onto his chest and began to wheeze. Then, as another blinking red light emanated, everything went silent. The only noise came from the swish of trees.

Luke slowly turned around to see the old lady and h...

Luke and Christopher stopped by many houses, occasionally laughing about the poor quality of candy the home owners offered. Luke especially felt bad about doing this after the people, complemented him on his costume. The purple, overcast sky above soon faded to midnight blue, (Although it was not midnight yet). Luke’s candy bag grew heavier to hold and

plum at its bottom as the night continued. Luke and Christopher walked by one of the houses, a sprinkler systems went off. Luke yelped from surprise as the cold, foul-smelling well water sprayed him across the shoulders and onto Christopher. He laughed, putting his hands in front of him so his face wouldn’t be next in line. The sprinklers immediately cut off ...