The Dark
17,000 writes: Everything bad happens in the dark. Tell us your stories of noises and bumps in the night, power cuts, blindfolds and cinema fumbling.
( , Thu 23 Jul 2009, 15:49)
17,000 writes: Everything bad happens in the dark. Tell us your stories of noises and bumps in the night, power cuts, blindfolds and cinema fumbling.
( , Thu 23 Jul 2009, 15:49)
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The Night Stalker
My worst time I ever got the fear from the dark happened a few months back.
I was around 10 o'clock when I was quietly snuggled up in my warm comfy bed with only the backdrop of the moon lighting up my room.
My mother, who has become renound for being the worrier of our extremely close family, burst into my room awakening my from my drifting slumber to enquire weather I knew if the whereabouts of my more rebellious sister.
I did not know.
She hastily left, no doubt to profusely ring her mobile phone in a vein attempt to communicate with her.
I thought nothing of it until I heard the blood curdling shrieks in the distance.
There was only one thing it could have possibly been - a young woman. But which young women.
The panic seemed to grip me harder than any nightmare ever could.
It wasn't only that it could be her it was for the fact that there had been a large number of brutal rapes in the local area previously.
I slowly climbed out of my bed and peered through the tiny gap at the bottom of my curtains in just the small glimmer of hope that it wasn't her and it wasn't him.
I saw movement in the distance. Was it her or was it the moonlight dancing of the tree's. I couldn't look any longer.
I dived back into my bed and thought fuck it she's a bit annoying anyway.
( , Tue 28 Jul 2009, 15:47, 14 replies)
My worst time I ever got the fear from the dark happened a few months back.
I was around 10 o'clock when I was quietly snuggled up in my warm comfy bed with only the backdrop of the moon lighting up my room.
My mother, who has become renound for being the worrier of our extremely close family, burst into my room awakening my from my drifting slumber to enquire weather I knew if the whereabouts of my more rebellious sister.
I did not know.
She hastily left, no doubt to profusely ring her mobile phone in a vein attempt to communicate with her.
I thought nothing of it until I heard the blood curdling shrieks in the distance.
There was only one thing it could have possibly been - a young woman. But which young women.
The panic seemed to grip me harder than any nightmare ever could.
It wasn't only that it could be her it was for the fact that there had been a large number of brutal rapes in the local area previously.
I slowly climbed out of my bed and peered through the tiny gap at the bottom of my curtains in just the small glimmer of hope that it wasn't her and it wasn't him.
I saw movement in the distance. Was it her or was it the moonlight dancing of the tree's. I couldn't look any longer.
I dived back into my bed and thought fuck it she's a bit annoying anyway.
( , Tue 28 Jul 2009, 15:47, 14 replies)
Also, "brutal rapes" worries me
Why the need for the brutal qualification? Are some rapes pleasant?
( , Tue 28 Jul 2009, 23:15, closed)
Why the need for the brutal qualification? Are some rapes pleasant?
( , Tue 28 Jul 2009, 23:15, closed)
I guess
Some statutory rapes could be enjoyed by both parties. Or date-rapes where the victim's unconscious?
( , Wed 29 Jul 2009, 1:56, closed)
Some statutory rapes could be enjoyed by both parties. Or date-rapes where the victim's unconscious?
( , Wed 29 Jul 2009, 1:56, closed)
I like this game...
knewif the whereabouts...
It was around 10...
( , Wed 29 Jul 2009, 10:44, closed)
knew
It was around 10...
( , Wed 29 Jul 2009, 10:44, closed)
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