Scream Laughing Novels & Stories

Shit, I did it again. "I mean that's good you're not in a relationship because you, you know sleep with a lot of women and, that...wouldn't be good. It isn't good for me, I mean why would I care, right?" I did my trademark "Edgy Leslie Laugh" that I used to constantly do in High School, name courtesy to Beth Evans. The laugh consisted of a bunch of high pitched "he he he's" that lasted for about five seconds. I couldn't resist. I let my laugh loose and there was no way I was getting it back. I slapped my hand over my hand over my mouth to cease the giggles after three seconds of uncontrollable laughter. It was silent, except for Fiona singing Pearl Jam and Sarah still laughing at her. After

she frantically said at the same time raising her left hand and when we looked at her appearance we almost burst out laughing. "Pfft!" we tried hold back a laugh and later on when we couldn’t able to control our laugh anymore "Pfft wahahhahahahaha" we already burst out laughing as we held our stomachs. If you can see how she looks, you will definitely laugh too. Even Clyde, who is the coldest among us, couldn't help but laugh. We are laughing so hard that the tears are streaming down our face and we all rolled around on the floor as we laugh.

Layla said sarcastically. Her sarcasm did not quell the laughter that escaped the lips of our other friends, however. On the contrary, her sarcastic retort only aided in refreshing their laughter. The two clutched their stomachs as they were sent into another episode of laughter with Sofia howling and rolling around on the floor while Janelle, always graceful and dignified in any situation whatsoever, sat on the rug which was laid over wooded floor, and laughed her music laugh while dabbing gently at the tears that rolled down her cheeks. "I think that's enough of your laughing, don't you think." Layla said drily, rolling her eyes.

I shouted out of nowhere. "Fvck Liam! Do you want to die?!" I screamed and I really backed away. While he just laughed "Go laugh. That’s funny, right?" Sarcastic I said. I thought he was going to stop but he threw it at me. "God d**n you Liam!" I shouted after running away. But I felt the frog's foot stick to my arm. Holy f**k "Just laugh because I'm telling you, you can't laugh later." I said.

I lamented he laughed after I was done and this sent chills down my spine, did I say something funny? "sir why are laughing, this is important!" I screamed "I know it is but I can't help it when my laughing mood kicks in" he replied I slapped my forehead once more and this time, It hurt me badly

my eyes are filled with tears due to laughing he too started laughing loudly we both laughed like crazy people then we went inside a haunted house now iam scared but I need to hide my fear suddenly weird sounds started oh god iam scared but he is more scared than me I forgotten my fear by looking at his face suddenly a fake skeleton pulled his hand he started screaming lol iam unable to stop my laughing its really funny this guy he is really behaving like a kid iam laughing he catched my hand and running away from the haunted house iam laughing like a crazy person throughout the running process

Everyone was stunned and they all just kind of stood there, looking in the direction of the screams. A few seconds later it could be heard coming back again. Still screaming, but coming and not going. Joy, Deena and Cat all looked at each other and busted out laughing. "It can't be," Deena laughed. "It has to be," Cat said as she was laughing so hard that tears were forming in her eyes.

As for him, he was still too mentally scarred to laugh. "What do you think?" "I.... I thought I looked pretty good but if this is how you see me...." She lost it. She wavered like a leaf in the wind as she laughed her guts out. "All my time working out, reduced to bubbles and... And circles." He looked so distraught, her laughter doubled. Her stomach ached and her throat throbbed but she couldn't stop laughing. He began to smile. "Tell me why my feet are pancakes please."

He was sweating and breathless when he reached in front of me. “Why are you shouting, Denver?" I creased my brows because his voice resounded. I acted like I don't want what he did. “Sorry 'bout that," he was panting. "Did you see the list of graduating students? We’re in!” He said happily before squeezing my arm. He even jumped because of too much euphoria and his reaction was priceless! I laughed at him “I know, Denver. Now, remove your hand and stop squeezing me,” He beamed and apologized when he noticed my arms turned red.

A sudden pain burst through my skin, sharp and searing, like a thousand needles stabbing into my flesh. I pushed him away in panic, eyes wide in horror. My scream tore through the room. But he was laughing, not softly or kindly. But a hysterical, cruel laugh that echoed like thunder through my bones.