Abandoned Disney Park Novels & Stories

Afterall, I had spent most of this past year trying to stay out of the limelight, which is why I was at my packland in Nepal when I was made Alpha of my father's pack. Once my parents, my leadership team and I loaded into the vehicles, we were at the packland gates in an hour. We were coming through the South Gates, but our family home was on the East border so we had to drive through town to get there. I couldn't help but notice that downtown looked like a ghost town. The once very popular center of the packland was now abandoned, with my favorite restaurant and ice cream shop closed for what looked like had been atleast a decade now. The skating rink, bowling alley, lake, park, playground

"Does he even know I'm his son? When I had two ribs broken, you know what he said? He said, 'Looks like the lesson hasn't sunk in yet.'" My mother opened her mouth and closed it again, nothing coming out. I turned to go. "You should leave." She grabbed my arm. "Ryan, I'm begging you. Chloe's leg is broken, Derek's disappeared, your father's lying in a hospital bed, and I can't hold this together anymore."

That old factory fit like a final piece in a rotten puzzle. “Right. Where is it?” I asked. “About thirty miles away,” Elky said. “Between the nature protected swamp and the motorway. It is surrounded by the National park. The buildings are abandoned since the late eighties. Overgrown, condemned, and quite rightly so. Perfect place if you don’t like windows.” “Or sunlight,” I said. He looked up at me. His eyes were darker than the black skeleton stickers on the map, and twice as dangerous. “That’s where she is,” Elky said.

I got to the outskirts of town at almost midnight but as usual, the lights never went out in this place. I parked by the side of the road and took the sidewalk that led to the woods. It's not actually the woods,it's a park. One that existed years ago but was now abandoned. At one point it was transformed into a haunted playground where I used to come every holiday with my brothers but the company sold out so they abandoned the fair. I attended the last fair here, on the night my parents died. It left a mark because it was the first time I had blood on my hands.

Stating that he had never lost his love for it just the time to be able to do it. I wash my body the best I can rubbing soap all over the huge bump that was my belly. I close my eyes as a wave of vertigo washes over me. Bracing my hand on the wall I searched for the tether to Sunny, she was the only other person here right now. Nick had to go to a neighboring pack about a crisis they were having. Caterina was at the cabin where she and Simon now live, and the girls were at school. I tug on the invisible cord opening the link.

Memories of the past whispered to me, I don't know why I wanted to be here. Heaving a deep sigh, I stepped out of the car. "Maddy, stay here. I’ll just take a quick look before coming back," I said, my hand brushing the edge of the car door. "Be careful," she urged, her eyes narrowing slightly. I forced a smile with a curt nod. I walked further into the park. The once-vibrant playground was now a skeleton of rust and decay. My footsteps crunched on dead leaves as I wandered aimlessly. Why was this place abandoned?

It is when your parents or people so close to you do not even give you a listening ear. They feel so right in everything they do. That is why so many children feel unloved and abandoned All these while I felt relaxed that my mom would hear me out but, she just disappointed me so badly. I do not think I can ever trust her and tell her anything. Ever! This would be my last mistake. After she left and went to prepare for work, I just laid in bed helplessly. I needed to get this out of me. I could not call my dad because he will not even answer my call.

Wide asphalt roads stretched ahead, lined with tall hotel buildings on both sides. These were resort hotels built to match the nearby amusement park. Just one more turn, and you would reach Fairytale Park Station. Guests staying here could even look out over the entire park. Because of that, these resort hotels were always packed. The zombie outbreak had happened during summer vacation, right at peak season. Now, inside the hotels, huge numbers of zombies wandered through the empty buildings. The hotels had been abandoned for 18 months. Dried black blood was everywhere, splattered, smeared, dragged, or dripping long ago. It coated the walls, floor tiles, elevators, hallways, room doors, the

A pair of hands grabbed me again, dragging me out. The hood was ripped off—and the light stabbed into my eyes. We were at a place that once held laughter. A water park. But at an abandoned one. The pool that had once shimmered with blue water was now drained and cracked, filled with weeds and broken tiles. The slides were like rusting skeletons, towering overhead like ghosts. The wind whistled through the empty park, creating an eerie, hollow echo. They dragged us to the deep end of the main pool where two metal but rusted chairs sat facing each other.

The abandoned Shadowland Amusement Park looked like a forgotten skeleton under the moonlight—its rusted rollercoaster tracks curled into the sky like broken ribs, and the ticket booth stood half-collapsed near the gates. Weeds cracked through the asphalt of the empty parking lot, reclaiming the space in crooked green veins.