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The air in the library was thick with the scent of old books and the faint hum of fluorescent lights. Sadile Marconi, her fiery red hair cascading over her shoulders like a river of flames, sat at a secluded table, her green eyes darting between the pages of her textbook and the clock on the wall. The numbers seemed to mock her, ticking away the minutes until her next class, a class she was dangerously close to failing.

He added, "I've told you that wasting food is strictly prohibited in our factory. If you don't want to end up like her, you'd better eat up." I watched them coldly as they trembled, slowly lifting the covers off their plates. Almost immediately, their horrified screams filled the air. On their plates were arms, thighs, and fingers. There were enough body parts to form a whole person. Only then did I realize they weren't as scary as I had thought. It turned out that even those stronger than me could still feel fear. Right then, I spoke up, trying to sound braver than I felt. "Each part tastes different. If you're curious, you can swap pieces and try each other's."

“And I think I’ve found something; a website. At first, I thought it was just stupid, but then I saw something.” Over the years, Aurora had combed through site after site of myths and legends and never found anything of use. There were pages dedicated to Satan, and even websites claiming to have been written by real vampires. But nothing of real value. “Take a look sister. Like I said, it seems stupid at first but then…” The site was a blog called Mr Mass Murder and from what Aurora could tell, the author was some kind of weirdo who liked to keep track of mass murder sites all over the world. Throughout his posts, the author described with gory accuracy, mass murders from every corner of the

she commented. “Well… actually there is more…” I laughed feeling awkward about throwing everything on her at once. Fortunately, she was way to excited hearing about my quite supernatural stories to tell me to stop. I even thought she might have been memorizing my words for the sake of writing scenarios in the future. Unfortunately, there was nothing romantic about my last night's experience, it sounded more like a scene from a horror movie. I kept trembling even reminiscing those moments I was Immara.

I felt so weak and wobbly that I thought I was going to fall on my way down the stairs. That’s it. Happy reading because that is a happy ending anyway, ahahaha! The End! +++++++++ Yes, both stories are from members of the Paramdam and Paranormal All-Stars FB groups. They are such fun people don't you think? And now I wonder, what kind of nightmares do you have? I hope they would be as exciting as these... On that note, goodnight for now, and I hope that you would return to the Supernatural Spa very soon. This is your Storyteller, the Diwata saying... Fare thee well!

Celine’s Pov There are different types of scary people in the world aside from criminals such as kidnappers, drug users, corrupt government and killers. If you look into it into G****e, these are the listed persons: The gossip, the temperamental, the victim. the self-absorbed, the manipulator, the dementor, the twisted, the judgemental and the arrogant person. But if I am allowed to add at least two types in the category, then I will say it's the mother-in law and the...

** **Nora: CHECK THE NEWS** My stomach dropped I opened the messages first, my hands already shaking Nora had sent links, A whole lots of them Articles, blog posts, social media threads…but that wasnt what shattered me The headlines did, and Immediately, my blood ran cold **”Belle Westwood: Abuser or Something More Sinister?” “The Truth Behind the Viral Assault Case” “Friends Say Belle Westwood Was ‘Different’—But How Different?”** I clicked on one of the links The article was filled with speculation, rumors, theories. But it was the comments section that made my heart stop **User203: I know this sounds crazy and out of the blue, but what if she’s not human? Like, what if she’s a vampire or

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“Your post about the guy who was obsessed with yarn is still one of the top ten.” “That's my point. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that it’s actually a great idea,” she explained. “I’ll bet every single girl out there has a nightmare date story they’d love to tell about and have published to your website. I think it would give the blog a little more flavor, since you’d have stories from all different women, from all over the world.”

This place were filled of heated rocks, falling rain of fire, black hawks that didn't die, a black hole at the center of the territory and different monsters and witches. It's scary in here since I got here two years ago and me and my twin sister cried because it's so sad in here. It's not our fault to kill our own parents, my father raped and molested us and my mother was a drug addict and sometimes brought us to her drug addict friends and told us to dance in front of them. It's not easy to lived as humans I guess. I heard footsteps approaching in my room. I prepared myself to hear our master's loud voice and for my sins to confess.