Novel & Cerita Candy Cane Creepypasta

Declan's mouth watered as his eyes smiled at the food on the food cart. I don't know how the fuck he could be hungry with the whole place smelling like inside a rotting corpse. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up when I heard the carnival anthem playing. "Step right up! Step right up! Zombies and ghouls, banshees and golems!" A fat clown announced as his crooked lips fester into a frightening frown. We paused as he continued. "Step right up and try something new! That's right folks, we're tasting new things today." It pointed at us. I jumped to the side, making sure his nasty finger was pointing directly at Declan.

The other, a boy, has lost an arm. The air around the beds is thick with the smell of blood and gore as I had expected, and someone retches behind me. I stand frozen as Caivan breezes past me with several firefly jars, illuminating the area. Everything seems to be a blur, I'm having difficulty breathing and all of a sudden, there's fire…fire is everywhere. Everyone is screaming…I'm screaming…someone crawls towards me, all bloodied and beat up…surrel eyes flash everywhere…horned men…the hut up ahead…smoke…mother's face…a flash of blue… 'Cyran!'

I was appalled yet again, for I didn't hear his footsteps when he moved swiftly toward me and enclosed his left arm around my waist and his other hand grabbed my right arm and creepily sniffed my wrist. “Hmmm, you smelled so good, little one.” I suddenly froze when he licked the side of my neck, fearing my impending doom. He might be a drug addict or a mentally disturbed person. If not, he wouldn't do such a strange thing with his odd and creepy behavior. I felt regretful for not taking the bus instead. As I was thinking of a good plan on how to escape, my heart jumped, hearing Caleb's angry voice from behind us. I'd never thought that I would be happy to hear that. I also felt the boy stiff

My life was just simple ,then in just one night , I've encountered different creatures . " I'm a vampire." My eyes widened . The fear suddenly engulfed my body. I want to run but I feel like that I'm being paralyzed. " No scratch that. I'm a half-vampire. Half-human and half-vampire." I only saw this kind of scenes before in movies but now it is in front of me . " So miss, I will asked you again." He looked at me and walked closer. I stepped backward until my back was leaning against the wall. I gulped when he was just inches away from me. This feeling was different. I feel like I'm being drown into his eyes. I couldn't move because he was so close.

The vampire jumped to the floor from the ceiling like a spiderman, his body was as usual completely in white also covered in a white gown with a cruel scar in the middle of his forehead and black teeth and nails. Amara shivered gasping his dreadful countenance. The complete furniture in the house shattered around her like somebody threw it to the floor breaking to pieces. A soft 'aah' went out of her as the glass pierced inside the skin of her throat. "Kill me, just kill me now than making me suffer like this every moment." Amara begged with tears flowing down her eyes in small streams.

Xavier joked. "According to my grandfather, a month after the boy's death, students started missing. They were all found dead in the woods a week or two after. They dubbed the serial killer as Sunnyville Reaper. And, from what my grandfather told me, your parents are one of those kids who bullied him." The student said before leaving. Even Xavier who always care less about anything around him fell silent. He could never imagine that his mother would be involved in something so dark like that.

Richard showed off Marcus who gritted his teeth as his hold tightened on her pale, sweaty , cold hands. " Mine." He growled , making everyone in the room shiver by the intensity of the growl, as his vision burned with possession. Richard chuckled.The sight of possesive alpha is worth it . A slow cry of pain erupted through Eliss mouth. Diverting everyones attention. " Alpha, the situation is critical .Its unusual .Completely mythical.Something never heard of .Child is not coming out but instead luna's body is releasing a slow poison . Her hands are turning cold .We..we don't know what to do?"

" I tried to keep on walking hoping that I saw someone but as I'm walking farther I have noticed that there is someone following me. "who was there! show yourself don't act like a coward monster" I shout and then I look everywhere trying to find who is That's someone who follows me but still nothing I couldn't see anything other than trees and plants. A walk again but there was someone held my feet and I fall to the ground after that my hand was been held by someone or should I say vines of the trees, They were moving like a true alive monster in the form of trees. I wiggle and struggle but the creeper was holding me so tight.

I remember when I was in the sorcerer's house in the night almost get carried away by the ghost in the night of Tortuga, I remember when I and my friends where having a nice and enjoyable Halloween Night party with our costumes before the arrival of the Black cults. I remember my parents and started crying...I started weeping but... couldn't weep out as there is no one to be of my aid here instead I would even get into more danger my giving a sound to show that am downstairs to anyone close to where is am. I feel lost, tired, weak as I haven't eaten for three days and the last thing I ate was a fruit, Apple I guess. As I was down depressed, weeping and thinking about my life, I hear a sound

Rael watched as she patiently unboxed it, picking up a lighter and lighting the single candle on it. “Happy belated birthday” she muttered, stunning Rael. She was wishing him a happy birthday? Those were words he had not heard in 500 years. Yes, this woman had just said it. “Make a wish and blow out the candle,” her voice brought him back to reality, and he immediately did as he was told. She clapped happily before cutting the cake and opening a can of coke for him. Rael took it from her, taking a gentle sip, but paused. He noticed something was wrong. The chilled liquid refused to pass his throat. He suddenly realized what the problem was–this was a real can of coke and not his usual can of