Spongebob Squarepants Nightmare Novels & Stories

I was eight at the time so you can imagine how I felt when my role model and best friend before Braeden told me that. I felt so lonely, stupid, useless and worthless. No one knows about what she said or about what happened to me when I was seven. Just me, Elena and my Grandma. But I can't remember what happened. Every time I try to mind just shuts down so I guess it's too traumatic. Anyway enough negative stuff, back to the present. Oh, how I want to drink Jake's blood. It smell like dark chocolate and Nutella. As I watched Spongebob and watched him work looking all hot and fine i tried to calm myself down and prevent my fangs from elongating.

I ended up watching SpongeBob because it was just on and I didn't feel like changing the channel, I'm a big kid, so it was interesting enough. I'm laid there, still, when I felt a slight touch on my ass. Kinda like Jon's hand had twitched or shifted in his sleep and brushed my ass. I thought nothing of it and kept watching TV. Not even 5 minutes later, though, I feel it again. Like a grazing hand on my ass cheek. And then again, this time, it was like a gentle squeeze, which both surprised me and made me a little excited.

“Don’t be so nervous. There are no Undeads just yet. You can head in and relax for a bit. I’ll come back later and help you all return to your original size.” However, instead of teleporting with them, he threw the tiny cube straight into the door. Tumble! Throwing it away as if it were a mere brick, the cube entered up, falling into a pile of mud. In an instant, everything had turned dark for the trapped people. They couldn’t see or hear anything at all. “What the f*ck, what is this place?” “Why can’t I see anything? Is this the Endless Sea? I can’t even f*cking see any water around us, though.”

He was my home. At some point I fell asleep crying. I woke up a few hours later in matching pajamas and curled up in my bed. I could tell he had been in the bed with me based on the way the blankets fell on the other side of the bed. I immediately panicked. I needed him by me. I grabbed my phone and saw all of the messages and calls from the last few days. I had talked to the kids and they were coming home tomorrow. I was so ready to see them but right now all I wanted was Collier. I didn’t want to look like a child calling him to see where he was. There wasn’t a sound in the house though so I knew he wasn’t here.

Ruby That first split-second where you wake up and remember nothing. There’s nothing quite like that, is there? Then the realization hits you like a ton of bricks, forcing you to sit bolt upright in bed. Caleb. Fell. Asleep. On. The. Couch. Oh my God! I woke up, jumped quickly out of bed, and threw on my dressing gown, desperate to cover the horrendous SpongeBob nightgown that I was wearing. I fished it out of my bottom drawer late last night when I was getting changed in the dark.

Jabal chuckled. “My best character is Patrick. he is too too dumb” “I know right...but sponge-bob laughter is enough to cure a terrible sickness” “Yeah...Wait” Rachel said and cleared her throat and then started laughing like Spongebob. “Oh my God! you sound exactly like him” Jabal laughed. “Seriously??, you guys are disturbing my eardrums...Nana should get here fast..you are just oppressing me” Aaliyah groaned. “Your loss” Jabal commented and Faced Rachel.

In a fit of rage, Walter Gray kicked over the birthday cake and snarled, "Alice Carter! I've only been working abroad for five years, and you've gone and got yourself knocked up? You're such a shameless woman! Tell me who the father of this bastard child is. I'm going to make sure he'll never survive in Salton!" Seeing the meticulously prepared birthday party ruined by Walter, my own temper flared. "Walter, this is not the time and place for you to go on a rampage. Stop acting crazy. If there's something wrong with you, go to a hospital."

There were faint dark circles under his eyes, and there was a probing look in the way he watched me. "Did you sleep okay last night?" he asked. I yawned and rubbed my eyes. "Not really. I had a nightmare." "What did you dream about?" I looked at him, my eyes wide, innocent, and confused. "I dreamed about your brother, but it felt like he actually came by and kissed me." "Dante's" body went rigid, and his eyes behind his glasses narrowed sharply. "Are you sure it was a dream?" "I guess…" I said, sounding uncertain. "It just felt so real. He reeked of alcohol."

There is water, dirt, and flowers mixed in with the broken pieces of the vase. He asks, “Who did this?” I shake my head because I honestly don’t know, we all shook our heads. He growls making the room shake and scaring me even more and all of their heads bow down. Then in a very low and deep voice, he says slowly, “Fine since none of you want to rat the other out! ALL of you will get a whupping that way I know that I’ll get the right one!” GASP DID HE SAY ALL OF US?!!? Oh no… Oh No! But I didn’t even do anything! He looks at me and my stomach drops, “Come here, Abijah.” All of my cousins gasped looking my way. And I knew I was in trouble then because he always calls me by my nickname, Snuggl

Kiva’s POV After two minutes, I watched as the color drained from Caelen’s face. “What do you mean sixty percent?” he hissed. “No—don’t close the casino. What about my other accounts? The offshore one?” A pause. “Then my credit card?” His grip tightened around the phone. Finally, he snapped. “Then what the hell do I pay you for? I’m in the middle of checking out!” He hung up. Samantha was already watching him, suspicion written all over her face.