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The Lonely Little GhostIn a house in the middle of the woods there stands a little girl named alice. Where are her parents? That's what she want to know. 2 years she has been waiting for them and she will wait 100 to see them again. She tells herself they're coming but she knows that's not true. All day she sits there with her little dolls and bunny, just sitting there. she doesn't remember what day or year it is. All she has been doing is waiting. She doesn't remember her past.. all she remembers is her parents telling to stay right there and wait for them. Where are they? she asks herself. She knows she should go look for them but she doesn't. She just sits there.. waiting.. just waiting. Her only friend is her little white bunny toy.
"Do you think they are coming ?" she asks it. Still after 2 years of no response, she still talks and expects an answer though she receives none. Silence is all she hears. So silent she hears her own heart beat and her shallow breath. As she lays down in her bed she clutches
Tears of WarTears of war
killing the earth to the core
the blood of innocent people painted across the land
These red tears fall to my hands
Tears of war or, teas of blood fall down my face
Never slowing down its pace
All the children mercilessly tortured and shot
People speak of peace!?!? HA! peace is something we know not
This earth is unpure, evil, and unclean
There is no shoulder for us to lean
These tears are falling so much
From people being tortured, shot, slaughtered,and such
The world we live in is untrustworthy, sick, and cruel
Someone always wanting to rule
We humans are the same as before
Barbaric, sick, and full of blood lust down to the core
I, of course am the worst of all
I want to see my family's and friends' blood fall
I am the same as before
Crying these endless tears of war
My InsanitySomeone help me, can anyone hear my plea?
Blood, suffering, and pain in my mind, is all I see
Images of my friends and family on the floor
A pulse or any sign of life, they have no more
I look down to see their blood everywhere
However I do not care
Their blood is all over me
I am the one who killed them you see
I look once more at their once lively faces
A spark of life, their are no traces
I burst out into pure insane laughter
My pupils go small soon after
Out of the corner of my eye I saw someone awake
I quickly ran over to them with my wooden steak
"W-w-why a-are you doing this?" my dear friend asked
" I was simply so tired of my past."
" What happened to the Brianna we knew and loved?"
"Oh that life *sigh* I was SO tired of!~"
I then came back to myself and looked down at my now lifeless friend and all around
All my friends and family dead on the ground
I look down at me, and guess what I see?
Blood, THEIR blood all over me
Tears pour like waterfalls down my face
I can feel
AloneI am alone
Nobody comes to condone
Although I have friends
My loneliness never ends
They might seem like they are there
But they do not really care
I am in my own little lonely world
As they have fun as they danced and twirled
I sit by myself
Like an old doll on an empty shelf
Alone and forgotten for
Nothing but sadness and dis pare come through my door
People look at me like they are concerned
But I know that their care, I have not earned
I am alone forever and always
Forever to walk alone in these endless hallways
Never to be understood
I stand alone in these vast woods
My SorrowNo one knows the real me
I'm not who you think I am you see
All you see is my charade
Some one please come to my aid
I hold in my feelings of sorrow
Trying my best to get to tomorrow
Tears of anguish fill my sleep
For happiness I can not keep
Every night I always cry
Why do I even try
Why does no one like me
What in their eyes do they see
Why does no one understand
What state of mind that I stand
No one really cares
To them I am just thin air
Never to be heard or seen
However I am still a gleam
For I am a light that sorrow can not extinguish
Even though my life is filled with anguish
Goodbye for now, I bid you adoo
And I hope you consider my feelings, as do to you.
You'll Be In My Heart ~ JapanWhy must the world hate you? Why can't they just accept it? You were France's sister and he hated japan. You and japan had been secretly dating for the past 3 months and you were as happy as could be. He was your everything. He was so nice and never took advantage of you. He loved you and you loved him. Then something terrible happened. Your brother found you and japan kissing on your bed. As soon as he saw it he kicked japan out and told him you would never see him again.
" ____! HOW DARE YOU KISS THAT PIECE OF SHIT?! you are too good for him and I forbid you to see him any longer!"
"YOU CAN'T DO THAT He loves me and I love him!" he sneered at the thought of you and him together.
" I. Don't. Care. You are never to come in contact with him ever again. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!" you cringed and backed into the corner at his voice. His eyes were filled with hate and his face red with anger.
" P-Please d-don't. I love him!" He glared daggers at you.
" You don't know what love is. You
Fading(Fem! Prussia x Austria) It was the perfect day. The sun was shining in the sky, the air was warm, the birds were chirping, and the air smelled sweet. The Austrian walking around his home, he waited for his girlfriend, the love of his life to come through the door. He needed to talk to her about something important, to see if she was well. His girlfriend was the awesome Julchen, formerly known as Prussia. Ever since she had been dissolved, the albino just didn’t seem…right. There was a sort of fear coming from her, along with the feeling of being unwanted, useless, and just negative things in general. Whenever someone asked if she was okay, Julchen would always just smile and say nothing was wrong. That was one of the things he loved about her. She never wanted to have the people she loved worry about her; she always needed to seem strong, never weak. Checking the time, Roderich saw that it was 3:30. He was supposed to be here at 3. Pacing the house, worry was set in his mind. Was she okay
Don't go out into the woods, my child.
For Slenderman lives there, out in the wild
Do not ask why he lives in that place
It is mostly because he has no face.
He has long arms that grab you
And take you to a place that will fill you
With dread, and you will wish that
You were dead
Slender manSlender man. A name the brings fear to all, a face that is not a face scares all. Arms that can reach anything, lacking eyes but sees all.
But one thing. Timeless eras ago, a deal was made with the devil. To regain his live, he sold his soul.
A trade of the soul is one that a person should never make, the devil being the worse do the trade with. He regained his life, but not his face. Without a face to gain substances and without a soul to live off on, he would be in hell again soon and trapped forever this time.
But something went wrong. Or maybe the devil planned it. For you see, the man without a face, he found out a secret about souls. They are impossible to take. Except from the young. Their souls are still open to the world.
He reaches out and touches a person soul. He steals it from them and brings it to where his once was. With that, he gains strength, his deadly feared powers.
Once, that was the only way he gained and sustained his deadly feared powers, but then he learn anoth
Slender man is coming.... [poem]Hunger, always hunger,
no matter how much i feast.
You will be my next victim,
your life will be ceased
Little children, girls and boys.
i play with them,
they are my little toys
I'm stalking you,
in the darkness of the night.
Following you until you give up,
paralyzed with fright.
I'm always there,
even though not seen.
Nobody will hear you scream.
You think you can hide?
You think you can run?
it was already over before it begun.
Doomed you are,
i have already won.
I see the fear in your eyes,
as your final hope dies,
and i claim my prize..
This is a warning to all.
no matter how small,
or fully grown,
if you wander alone..
You better pray
beg it will be over soon,
for you will be my prey..
Suit of ShadowsMany names, many hands
Run, run - as fast as you can!
The mind is a curious thing
don't pick up the phone when it rings
Whatever words you hear
are just the wind in the trees and fear
Days crash into the shore
nights are wounds, bitterly sore
the tide will drift you away
when the moon comes to play
Held upon a nest of foggy night
dotted with struggling stars' plights
to uplift this pale face of nothing
Nothing, nothing, for he is our king
Observes, operates, decides life
A glimpse of him will be your strife
Trickles of shadows following behind
sanity droplets shedding with lies
Come along, my children.
Come along, after the demon.
Many names, many hands
Run, run - as fast as you can!
The Mind EaterI have trouble sleeping at night knowing he's stalking me.
Every night I force my eyes shut and tell myself he's not watching.
I knew I shouldn't have stepped foot inside of his damned forest!
How was I to know that the Slender Man would want harm an artist?
I glance outside the windows, and he stands closer than he did before.
I can't stand him, and that face of his is something I truly abhor.
I don't know what his deal is, he's something that I cannot explain.
He's a creature both real and unreal, it drives me completely insane!
He knows I'm afraid, he knows I'm trapped like a rat in a cage.
He knows I can't run, he's just haunting me for fun.
I've tried everything; running, hiding, even dying!
But there's nowhere I can go where he can't find me.
What am I supposed to do?
No phone service, and the electric's out too.
All I have is this notebook and my thoughts.
Surely by now someone's heard my gun shots.
I can't even kill myself with this thing around!
It's like he controls me, or ma
Slender Son - part 2 Home. I arrive there before school is even through. The incident has drained all of my patience for people. Mother is home already, napping on the couch. I drop my stuff in my room, which is still just a room full of boxes and a mattress not on a bed-frame yet. Then, I venture out to the backyard. This is the whole reason I've chosen this as my new home. The backyard leads directly into a huge forest. I've only ever very briefly checked it out before, but it seems nice. There is some life in it, plants and many animals, mostly birds or rodents. Not dark and dead. I don't like things like that. Death isn't what I want. Sometimes it is necessary, but that does not mean I enjoy it.
After I find a suitable place to enter, I climb through what seems like a portal to a different world. There are some birds calling to each other, but other than that, silence. Peace. Peace seems a quality all too hard to find, to me. So I take it when
A Dangerous Slender RomanceInjustice
Hey, it's me again.
I keep making these videos
Just for you.
You know that already though,
I drew a picture of you
in class today.
You were standing there,
Wiping a spot of blood
off your face.
The teacher saw.
She asked me what it was.
She asked me about you.
I told her.
She gave me a detention.
For that! A detention!
Far worse things have been
said and drawn in this school
with no repercussions.
I think this teacher hates me
She gave me a detention
For expressing my love for you.
Don't you think that's wrong,
I can't thank you enough
I can't thank you enough
for what you did.
I bet you looked the same
As the picture I drew of you
Wiping blood off your face.
The rumor is it was a messy murder.
You didn't get anything on your suit
I'm sorry if you did.
I'll clean it for you,
if you like.
We have a sub now.
Now and for the rest of the year.
Again. I thank you.
Slender Son - part 3 "How was school?" mother asks tiredly. She is making dinner.
I shrug. I'm never very talkative around my mother. I don't need to, really. She's an expert at body language.
She sighs as she stirs, "Did you stay the whole day?"
"Why is that?"
I frown, "There was an incident."
Instead of looking surprised, or giving me a disappointed look, she just sighs, "You were out back, yes?"
I nod. I know what her next question will be already, and I prepare myself for it.
She turns towards me, and I get a full view of her pleasantly round stomach. Mother is pregnant. This is why she wishes to speak with father. She's asked me not to tell him, and I have kept my word. He does not know of this at all. He hasn't see mother in four months, enough time for her to start getting a baby belly.
All I Have (JeffxJane)Some of you may be thinking, "Hey, I've already seen this fanfic!"
Well, that's because you have. It's been reported to get rid of these nasty trolls that decided to crush my self-esteem in the comments section. Here's a message to all that are thinking about trolling, because I suppose the message in the previous version didn't get past some people's thick skulls. "Please don't be a jerk. If you don't like it, don't read it. Say you read it and didn't like it, be a good person, and instead of being mean to me via comments, don't comment at all. Or if you have the horrible urge to be a troll, troll me via note. I don't want mean messages clogging up my comment section."
And with that said, enjoy my first CreepyPasta fic!
WARNING: Contains slight JanexJeff
Disclaimer: I do not own Jane or Jeff the Killer.
The sound of heavy footsteps sounded throughout the wood floored hall; the only noise audible in the cold,
Slender PoemYou try to stop your coming fate
But for you it is already to late
You have played the game with the man with no face and no eyes
Shes coming for you my dear I tell no lies
He awaits for when the time is just right
It could be the middle of the day or the middle of the night
Hes coming for you and there's nothing you can do
I'm sorry and i will miss you
But you have made the mistake of playing this game
I wonder where his weapon shall aim?
I'm sorry to say your life's end is near
goodbye my friend, my family, my dear
Vanguard, Chapter 1: DuncanDuncan's Journal: Day 1288
I consider myself a good man. I respect women, elders, my equals, and the dead. I say a morning prayer, and an evening one. Hell, I even thank the gods for a meal, instead of immediately chowing down in the voracious manner as the other soldiers here do. By all logical means, I should be in paradise. No really, not just because I'm a good man, but also because I should be dead by now. So I ask myself: why, oh gods up there, have I ended up in hell?
1288 days. 1288 days of my life have been spent in this misery, and I'm beginning to lose faith in the glory I was promised. Some of the rookies still live in their ignorant bliss, but I've lived long enough to realize that there's not much glory to find here. “Sing the songs of glory and march into battle—-join The Crusade today!”. Such were the words of the posters The Crusade has spread all over The Mortal Realm. Gullible fools practically stand in line for these songs of glory that th
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