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Shred souls in the darkness and make wounds that never heal...., Horror story.

 #death #darkness #goth #emo #story #darknesslove

My story will contain some chapters and  don't stop until the end! Since there is a chance you might get bored I'll post a poem in between each chapter! 










#creepy stories. #Scary stories #Horror stories

Chapter 1

You know somedays that you feel nothing but bored as the rain poured down furiously around you? It was that kind of day at school. Having lunch he stared at his milk glass  trying to concentrate throwing the paper balls into his milk a few distance away. That's how bored he was. A few boys passed laughing at his eccentricity. But he liked it alone; lost in his own thoughts. It wasn't long before he had some company. A girl with short hair  sat opposite to him . She wore only black and and moved randomly. That was a common interest between Valerie and him.  Darkness . They had been best friends for a pretty long time. Not really what you would call a sustainable friendship model. Why? They would stay without saying anything in the darkness. Deathly silent was their language. They knew each other more in the darkness. 

It all started when he was in year 2 and it was a rainy day. Same as today you might think and yes.  Arthur was bending over a water puddle looking at his dark reflection. He wished it to suck him in to a new land, a new life. I would wanna mention he hated his life. It was too full with rainbows and unicorns for him. He wanted adventure dark and bloody. However back to the story, a girl, same one sitting opposite to him came up to him that day. 

‘I see so much of myself in you’ she replied barely moving her lips. 

It was that creepy, unusual phase that brought them together so quickly making a stronger bond before they knew and had meant to. It was that weirdness  they found comforting and welcoming. Now Valerie was staring at him strongly with her creepy, deep grey eyes. Arthur shrugged. Valerie’s eyes always said something. He had never been unable to read her eyes. ‘Maybe that is a secret power’ hoped Arthur whenever he read them. When Valerie speaks she just quotes creepy quotes which somehow it makes Arthur’s life more bearable in a certain weird, twisted way. 

Now her eyes simply said ‘You are intensely weird’ or a random alliteration like ‘Death, Destruction and Dust’. Arthur wasn't exactly sure which. He didn't dare to ask as it will break the charm of eye power. He didn't want that. Valerie isn't a type of girl who wear her heart on her sleeve. Arthur always knew that she was a friend you will find one in a million.

However reader, you might be thinking what a weird, boring story it is but continue reading. Trust me, you will not regret it. 


The school bell bellowed furiously as the students started clambering up on each other, crowding to get to their classes and Valerie disappeared into the huddle of middle schoolers of Brownden middle school. Arthur headed along squished and slowly just like the day until home time came to free them to their own wonderful worlds. Valerie walked with him silent as usual until to his block (still raining outside) and Arthur winked as she continued. He turned and walked slowly as he can splashing through the flooded pavement, to his dreaded place.

He had two older brothers who were twins. They were pretty good at what they do(being brothers) but as I said Arthur  was different. He wanted darkness loving, adventurous life. He didn't have a mother. His father was equally boring so he guessed his mom was the one like him. He did have a picture of mom. A beautifully mysterious woman stared creepily but lovingly at him without smiling. She wore a hat decorated in black which he loved about her.

He got to his house  and checked the mailbox which was a coincidence. There was a letter. Only one.  It wasn't normal. It was a red old envelope. There was writing scratchy, and something told Arthur that something was happening. His father never got letters. He just checked the mailbox for fun. It smelled horrible like…like blood. It was written in blood…. Red and unclear… It could be a prank from Valerie calmed Arthur.  But the blood looked too real. Arthur dared to read the writing. If he was normal kid he would have gotten chills on his body as the lightning roared around him. But Arthur just frowned and shrugged as if the letter could see him. Unaware how his dream about having an adventure is about to come true and change lives with doom and luck. The writing simply said,


'Shred souls in the darkness and make wounds that never heal'



To be continued......














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