So here I am in the darkness of my room talking to you all through text. I have always wondered what my deepest fear might be. Whether it is my fear of heights or my fear of spiders. Or maybe even my fear of deep water. But just as many others it’s really my deep fear of the dark. Although if you think about it, is it the darkness itself that I fear? Or is it the fear of what might be hiding in the darkness? Well who knows?
My grandfather died about a week ago. He lived in a pretty decent size house on his own. Three bedroom, one and a half bath. It was a house that me and the rest of my family grew up in. My grandmother died about thr
Creepy Situations: Legend of the Tree Creature by mjb1225, literature
Literature
Creepy Situations: Legend of the Tree Creature
It had just gotten dark when my parents and I made it to the town of Boyd. I was excited for my new house, but I was also bummed because I had to leave all of my old friends behind. I had some of the best friends. Freddy, Mark, Rob, and James were the best ones.
Freddy was the funny guy who kept everyone in a good mood while Mark was the guy who was always easily frightened. Rob was the cool guy of the bunch who was very smooth and James was the so called braniac who thought a lot.
Yeah I'd say that we made a great crowd of friends but here I am leaving them all behind. This little town looked pretty good to be a few hundred years old I t
Creepy Situations: Haunted House of Sleepy Grove by mjb1225, literature
Literature
Creepy Situations: Haunted House of Sleepy Grove
It was a summer evening and yesterday was my last day of school. My mom has to go on a business trip and my dad was in England, so I had to go to my Aunt Sally's house for the summer. "Mom please don't make me go. I can just go to some camp or something." I said.
"Now Greg, you know that your Aunt Sally hasn't seen you since you went fishing with her. She's dying for you to come over." my mom told me. "It's only been a year mom." I cried. "That's enough. You're going there tonight. I have to catch my flight. That's final." she said sharply. "But please mom." I said. "Gregory Uriah Martin. I said that's final!" she snapped. I pouted and slum
Throughout the years, there lived three special people in the village of Willow Grove through different times. These three people are not special for any good reasons. In fact it's quite the opposite. These three committed awful crimes during their time and in this very quiet town. They were all given their nicknames by the townsfolk's and all together called the tremendous trinity. The trio is the Wither, the Dweller, and the Nightwalker.
The Wither lived in the early 1720's with her husband. Her name was Margret Raven. She was a quiet old woman whom kept to herself and often talked to herself. One day, as she was gardening, she was caught