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Tonight was our first official sleepover in the treehouse, and we'd dragged up sleeping bags, flashlights, and enough snacks to last a week. "Tell me a scary story," Avy said, settling into her sleeping bag. "I don't know any scary stories." "Make one up." "Okay, um..." I pointed my flashlight at my face for dramatic effect. "Once upon a time, there was a girl who read so many books that her eyes fell out." "That's not scary, that's stupid." "Fine. There was a boy who was so bad at football that the football grew teeth and ate him." Avy giggled. "You're terrible at this."

My fingers flew over the keyboard typing werewolves into the internet search bar. The screen filled instantly with stories, myths, and folklore. Fairy tales. Hollywood monsters. All related to werewolves. I scrolled past frantically. And found nothing real. My chest loosened slightly. I convinced myself werewolves were truly just myths and folklore to scare children. But my hands didn’t stop typing and searching until I stumbled upon a small link: Classified information. Restricted access. My pulse thundered. I clicked it without hesitation and soon regretted it. The page loaded slowly. Then images of beast bitten bodies and scattered bodies appeared on the screen.

By now, we’ve all had more than a few drinks, and we’re halfway between tipsy and passed out. “Let’s tell scary stories,” Laura, one of my friends, suggests. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Kara asks. “These woods are spooky at night. I have to be able to sleep, you know.” “Maybe we should call one of those hunky forest rangers for you,” I suggest with a laugh. “He’d better bring a friend,” Laura says. “Or twelve,” Diana, another friend of mine, adds. We all laugh, and Laura starts in on the first story about night walkers, ghostly figures who march through the forest.

Nodding, Maggie turns around to appreciate Rick’s collection of games and, looking at one of the covers. She was really amused by them. She could not help but speak in appreciation, “Wow, you have a lot of classic games...” Looking at one of the games, she has a small memory of trying to pass that famous zombie game in her childhood, but since she was scared she let her father finish it for her and she only helped him solve the puzzles Rick walks towards her without getting too close and says, “Oh yes, I was also very scared when I was young, and today you laugh at the effects. But at the time, I cried until I fell asleep because of those games.”

Ben chuckled “What the ...Am very beautiful mind you “ “But not as beautiful as my Rissa “ “Yeah I guess ......”Lily confessed . “But am really beautiful ....blonde hair ,kissable lips ...,blue eyes all ,pointed ...” “Yeah ..,Blah blah blah! ,That enough “Ben said “Seriously ,I feel like smacking you right now “ “What holding you ?,Miss scary face” Lily tightened her grip on the wheel .”One more word from you ,and am gonna get us into an accident “

The Story of Russell and Samantha: NOTE, THIS EPISODE IS TAKEN FROM 'NOT YOUR AVERAGE GEEK', A STORY BY THE SAME AUTHOR CURRENTLY LEFT ON-HOLD. ***** I woke up drenched in sweat. It's almost November, yet California weather is as always; unpredictable.

Ann replied. “ I became your friend before she became your acquaintance, so you should definitely take mine too” Richard said. “Although you bullied me into becoming friends with you, I guess I could take yours too” Ann smirked. “ Wow, I hope you haven't forgotten who you are speaking to” Richard said. “ How can I forget a friend?” Ann said with sarcasm. “ Why do I get this scary feeling that I just walked into a sinking sand?” Richard said faking a shiver.

I saw the description of the page, placed in the sidebar: "I, the host of this website, known as 'the_scarlet_truth', have devoted my entire life and funds to collect evidence for the existence of legendary creatures called the 'Scarlet Angels', known mostly from legends or fairy-tales passed down from generation to generation. I know they are real, saw too many strong evidence, heck, I even saw them myself. It's already 998 website on this topic that I created, the ones before always vanished mysteriously overnight after a while. It might be common on the Deep Web but not so often and sudden, especially since there were no problems with the servers beforehand. When I looked deeply into it,

“Like any of you are believable.” She smashed the pillow against Lor who was sitting on Grace’s bed. Lor shrieked: "Pillow fight!" and the craziness started. **** They binge-watched Korean dramas through the TV set that Grace had pre-arranged to be set up in her room for the night. They had a vote by hands on whether it would be K-drama or "It" starring Pennywise. After lights out though, they still started telling ghost stories among themselves, especially about the school ghost of the teenage boy who threw himself down the piss-shallow creek and bled to death. The stories made most of the girls too scared to go alone in the bathroom that was just a few meters away from the bed, so some of

, Clinton chipped in with a crazy chuckle. “Wow! Bring it on, I love scary stories. My favorites movies are horror movies”, Enola said with certain level of boldness. The guys were already challenged because they can’t object at that moment owing to the one fact that a girl was already bold. They wouldn’t want to be the weak ones. “Please don’t make it too scary…. I want to sleep well this night”, Ella warned. With her warning, it was obvious that everyone of them wanted to hear the story, no matter how scary it looked.