Table of contents

pg4.........................The Haunted Doll

pg5.........................The Haunted Doll

pg6.........................The Swamp Monster

pg7.........................The Neverending Manor

pg8.........................The Knife

pg9......................... The Knife

pg10.......................The Tall Man

pg11.......................The Tall Man

pg12.......................The Night That Started It All

pg13.......................The Night That Started It All 

pg14.......................The Thing In The Corner

pg15.......................The Thing In The Corner

pg16.......................The Rabbit Man

pg17.......................The Rabbit Man

pg18.......................The Rabbit Man

pg19.......................Figure

pg20.......................The Cold Qust

pg21.......................The Cold Qust

pg22.......................End Day

pg23.......................End Day

pg24.......................Alone

pg25.......................Life In A Cage

pg26.......................Bullet

pg27.......................Bullet

                                  The Haunted Doll    

    My hair stood on end, a shiver raced down my spine, and a lump came to my throat. It was Her... My fears had come true; Samara was alive. When I was a kid, my mom bought Samara from a thrift store. I had always thought she was strange by looking at her. She has always sat on a shelf in my room since I got her until now. Dreadfully nervous, I stood there.     I had always had her locked in a glass chamber, but she was gone. Then it came to me that maybe she was evil. Samara! I went to the living room to look for her. There she was staring at me with her Stone Cold Eyes. As I slowly walked away, I could hear her footsteps following me. Then, her footsteps drifted toward the kitchen. (Continued to next page)

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Then her footsteps drifted toward the kitchen. I thought to myself. Could it be happening? Is she going to try and kill me?  

   I went and locked myself in my room terrified. I then fell asleep in my room while waiting for my mom to get home. I felt something hovering over me. I knew it was over. I then felt the pain, and I started to feel warmer. She had stabbed me. I was then rushed to the hospital with a wound in my stomach. They sewed up my stomach, and I was going to be in the hospital for a while if I were to survive. My mom and dad rushed home to find the doll. They then found her and locked her away for good. I ended up going home 3 weeks later after surviving the stabbing of my doll.

By: Kyleigh Whitehead

    Midnight when bang!- Nervous, very, very scared I was and had been when walking down the street. All of a sudden the lights go out, and I don't know where to go. Dreadfully Nervous! I run until I fall in a pond. The horrifying sea monster comes and says,”Complete The task of killing the mayor or I will kill you!” I run away with the thought in my mind still clueless on where I'm going. Suddenly, the lights flicker on, and there he is the mayor standing in the street. I come up and trip him as he hits his head on the ground. I check his pulse, and he sure is dead. I take the mayor to a garbage can and put him in. I go running back, and when I tell the sea monster what I did, he grabs me by the neck. He says, “ You really thought I wouldn't kill you!” He takes his arm and holds on tight until I don’t move anymore.

                            The Swamp Monster 

 Skylar Wilson

    I walked through the creepy, old manor. The floorboards were creaking as I walked on them. I continued walking towards the dark, creepy basement. I was walking when suddenly I heard a huge BANG! I turned to look, but nothing was there. I got really tense and nervous. I turned and kept walking when suddenly, I fell through the old, rugged floorboards. “AHHHH!!!” I screamed. Next thing I know I woke up in my bed. I thought it was all just a terrible dream. When I walked downstairs, I realized I was still in the creepy manor. I realized I was stuck, lost, in this horrible manor.  

                                                      Jenna Shaffer,

                                The Neverending Manor 

    One pitch-black night I heard a weird noise. I thought the noise might be a bug or a mouse. Then, I heard it again only louder this time. I settled back in my bed because the horrid sound had me sitting up in my bed. All I knew was that something had entered my chambers. I thought it might be a robber, and he wanted money, which I did not have very much of. I thought if I layed perfectly still and did not move one single muscle they wouldn’t notice me for how dark it was. Then, something hit me severely hard in the chest and cut me wide open. Luckily, I had a knife on my stand right next to me, so next time, whatever it was, if it came back, it would be dead. Then, I heard it start moving again, and I stuck my knife out, then sliced his head clean off.

                      The Knife

                   by Anonymous

 I then called the police, and they took his body away for I have no idea what it was, but ever since then, there have been numerous attempts on my life, and they all have failed. I have kept my knife with me all these years, for I have grown old now and developed quite a bit of wealth. Now I must wait and see what or whom will try to kill me next. 

The  Tall  Man

By Anonymous 

    It was a dark, stormy night; the burglars were now coming out of their sleeping holes. It was about 12:30 at night, the crickets were chirping, the owl was howling. There was a very tall, thin man that had short black hair. He slept peacefully on such a dreadful night. Why you may ask? I shall tell you why. The burglars are not what you think they are. You think that they are naturally human, but they are not. They are wolves in the form of man, but all of them were originally man. In this town, when you die you come back as a wolf. When you come back as a wolf, your soul is still alive. Your soul comes back to you at midnight every night so that you can try to murder more men. The tall man is the only man left in this town, once the burglar murdered him, this town is no more. The burglars have made a plan to break into his house at night and kill him. Tonight is that night. 

                                             The  Tall  Man  Continued

    The man lay still, peacefully still, in his bed. The burglars break in to end the job. They are hungry; once they murder this man they can feast for a while. When they break in, they accidentally knock over a chair. The tall man sits up and sees eye to eye with the burglar. He is terrified; he knows what they truly are. The tall man stands up and says, “ Please, don’t kill me. I will help you get food and help you live peacefully with us. Just don’t kill me.” The burglars listen to him and agree. The burglars and man still do have something to worry about. There is a savage wolf that will do anything to kill every last human being in this town. They will have to do their best to not let their guard down. 

                                            The End 

    The night was sleeping - the sun asleep- the moon awake with me as I planned to kill my nightmare! The young man that walked up and down the street day and night without stopping had a wooden leg like a pirate that looked me in the face with terror, and he had a nickel for an eye that stared me down whenever he looked at me. For five nights I walked behind every time he went to his wicked, dark house every night for five nights, but his leg was never on him while he was sleeping in his chamber - his eyes closed nothing to kill him for nothing, nothing at all! Then one night as I was walking behind him to his house he looked behind him then I pounced on him hitting with a stick then he stopped fighting. OH you 

The Night That Started it all                                                                                    By: L.T.Allison

 should have seen how wise I was have hiding the body I started dismembering the head than the legs than the arms and then I put him dismembered on under the floorboards of his own house; then, I called the police saying I witnessed the murder. I allowed to have a tour than I had the audacity to put a chair on the man’s corpse; then, I offered food to the police and a seat. I started to hear the struggle of the man underneath me. I was panicking wanting the police gone. There was nothing to do. The police were mocking me, ridiculing me. Then ,I yelled, “BEGONE I WANT YOU GONE,” they stayed there ridiculing me; then, I started to break “DO YOU KNOW I KILLED HIM; HE IS HERE; RIGHT HERE....... JUST STOP MOCKING ME”.

    There! Over there! In my room, between my closet and desk. There was someone, something! This thing had been there all night. It was watching me, but I didn’t know I saw it. I could get up to go to the bathroom; it might take me. I could call my mom; it might kill us both! Panic took over my body. I was still and quiet, but especially still. I got up and walked to the door. I got out and used the restroom. I told my mom, but she thought I was lying and told me to go to bed. I walked back so scared and horrified. For someone was watching me in my room. I entered my room, and I got a bad feeling. This thing had covered my mouth and looked me dead in the eyes. It was not human! It was a dark shadowy figure. Its eyes were cold and broken; its touch was cold to the bone. I wanted to fight, but it had me pinned down. It stabbed me, and I couldn’t scream. I wanted to scream. I tried, but I couldn’t. I was slowly getting weaker and more tired. This was my worst nightmare.....getting stabbed in my room with no way to call for help.

The Thing in the Corner

        By Anonymous

The shadowy figure just smiled a harsh, broken smile, then left. I was all alone. I started crying, and I was getting really cold. I was slowly fading into the darkness. 

    I woke up screaming and calling for my mom. She came running and asking what was wrong. I told her something was in my room. She checked and told me it was just a dream. I was horrified to go back to bed. I stayed up all night watching....just watching....watching the corner it was in. The shadowy figure was gone. Maybe my mom was right. 

    The next morning I went to school. I had a normal day. I told my friend what happened. She didn’t believe me. I walked home by myself after volleyball practice. It was about 6:30. It takes me about forty minutes to get home. It was getting dark, and I fell off again....like something was following me......something unnatural.....something broken, cold, mad. I walked faster and faster. This thing followed me. I pinched myself. Ouch! It’s not a dream this time. This is real.....really real. It was the shadow figure. I knew it was real! He followed me and caught up to me. I didn’t know what would happen. A cold hand grabbed my arm. I was horrified, but it wasn’t the shadow figure. 

As I was walking home on the street at midnight, a strange man was following me. I ran, but he followed. I turned a corner into a dark alley, which looked like the devil himself wanted to swallow me. It was not a mouth but a wall. The man came up behind me and turned me around. What I thought of the man as a killer, was a police officer seeing if I needed a ride home. I saw the police officer take something out of his pocket-A Bloody Knife- while laughing his head off like a mad man. I ran hard and fast until I got home.              

       There was blood here and there and weapons everywhere, which looked like a torture chamber. The man came in with a bloody rabbit mask and said, “So how do you like what I did to your house.” 

  The Rabbit Man

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Then, the Rabbit Man started to laugh when he saw the look on my face. I screamed, “Where are my parents!” He looked at me and said, “ They’re in your room silly,” as he pointed to my room and was still laughing. I ran to my room and saw a child who never wanted to see both of their parents dead. Then, I started to laugh like a mad man myself when I saw them dead. The Rabbit Man took off his mask and looked shocked like he saw a man kill himself. The Rabbit Man asked, “Why are you laughing at your parents' dead bodies?” I said, “ I had to be put in a mental hospital because I killed someone before, and I am mentally unstable and a psychopath.” By the way his blue ice cold eyes looked at me, I could tell that I put terror into him. 

Author: Anonymous