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It was 2017. The Moon suddenly left it's orbit, and the Earth was a dark cold place. Millions caught disease from the cold and darkness, many became crazy and committed suicide, and many were killed by other things. Shadows. Shadows were wiped out when the Moon first appeared, after a meteor struck Earth. The gravitational pull of the moon kept them away. Though, as the moon suddenly disappeared from the orbit, the shadows once again appeared, and killed off most of the disease survivors. Now, only about 8,000 people live in the world, and there is a popular group of rebel survivors in New York City. These survivors are the closest in the world to the Shadow Fortress, and are the only ones that can save the human race from becoming completely extinct.
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My Scary Story
by Annabelle Sun Jul 10, 2011 12:48 pm
Would You Like To Hear A Story?
Part One
Once a boy went walking down the street on a moon lit night. He was walking home from his friends when he met a creepy women. "Hello." she said cheerfully, for his mother had never told him about strangers.
"Hello." her crooked voice responded. "Would you like to come to my house for a cup of tea?"
"Sure!" he said excitedly. He loved tea and nothing would stop him from getting it.
She led him to her house which was in a nearby wood. When they got inside the old rotted and burnt looking cabin she had him sit at a table, which was in the same condition. She didn't talk much to him as the water boiled and the tea was poured but she started talking after he took a sip.
"Would you like to hear a story?" she asked him.
If there was anything he like more than tea was a story. "Yes!" he exclaimed.
"Once there was a woman that would lure kids to her cabin. She would give them tea and then they would fall asleep. They would never wake up after that." she told him.
"B-but why?" he asked, not as cheerful as he was before.
"Because the woman liked them better asleep. She could watch them and keep them like that forever."
"But didn't they have families?" he asked softly.
"The story isn't over yet." The woman told him. She started again. "But soon the families began to notice. They searched the wood around the house and found what seemed to be the corpses of the children. Instead of calling the police they confronted the woman. When she didn't give an answer they liked they burned her in her house."
The boy trembled softly. The story sounded all too familiar. "I must go." he told her. He ran off and she cackled loudly, the sound stained his mind. He soon made it to his house and told his mom what had happened. The next day they returned to the scene only to find the burned house, or at least what was left of it.
His mom sighed. "Would you like to hear a story?" she asked softly.
Part One
Once a boy went walking down the street on a moon lit night. He was walking home from his friends when he met a creepy women. "Hello." she said cheerfully, for his mother had never told him about strangers.
"Hello." her crooked voice responded. "Would you like to come to my house for a cup of tea?"
"Sure!" he said excitedly. He loved tea and nothing would stop him from getting it.
She led him to her house which was in a nearby wood. When they got inside the old rotted and burnt looking cabin she had him sit at a table, which was in the same condition. She didn't talk much to him as the water boiled and the tea was poured but she started talking after he took a sip.
"Would you like to hear a story?" she asked him.
If there was anything he like more than tea was a story. "Yes!" he exclaimed.
"Once there was a woman that would lure kids to her cabin. She would give them tea and then they would fall asleep. They would never wake up after that." she told him.
"B-but why?" he asked, not as cheerful as he was before.
"Because the woman liked them better asleep. She could watch them and keep them like that forever."
"But didn't they have families?" he asked softly.
"The story isn't over yet." The woman told him. She started again. "But soon the families began to notice. They searched the wood around the house and found what seemed to be the corpses of the children. Instead of calling the police they confronted the woman. When she didn't give an answer they liked they burned her in her house."
The boy trembled softly. The story sounded all too familiar. "I must go." he told her. He ran off and she cackled loudly, the sound stained his mind. He soon made it to his house and told his mom what had happened. The next day they returned to the scene only to find the burned house, or at least what was left of it.
His mom sighed. "Would you like to hear a story?" she asked softly.
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