Evelyn scowled when Kire spoke. Alex was soon by here side, furiously glaring at Danny.
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Evelyn ran her finger across her scar, her eyes glowing in a mixture of sadness and anger.
Simon walked past Alex, shoving him with his shoulder. The strange hostility between the two was... strange. The brunette grabbed he TV remote and turned the telly on, switching to the news.
"...Dan Smith escaped the mental institute, if seen please call 911."
"Now this fucker is loose."
"...Dan Smith escaped the mental institute, if seen please call 911."
"Now this fucker is loose."
"Rumor has it," Simon let go of her shirt. "That the man had kidnapped the girl and her brother--and also a black haired teen." He quickly glanced at Alex who looked like he was ready to snap Simon's neck. "They somehow escaped, and the other two somehow died--one by a stomp on the face. The Irish man escaped, and one night found the child. It was a blond baby boy, whom reminded him to much of the girl. He was about to shot then he's suddenly choking on his own blood.
"I'd say the girl's a hero."
"I'd say the girl's a hero."
Simon sat his cup of tea down and reached behind his back, holding a bloody machete, with a ragged blade... "He 'cautiously greeted her', the girl turning 'round... crying. Behind her was a dead, Irish man. He was holding a pistol with his cold, dead fingers." He rushed to Evelyn's side, a caring smile on his face. Suddenly, he forcfully lifted her shirt just above her belly-button.
She didn't protest.
A scar was left from a gunshot.
"The girl had been shot, protecting the child. She then ran off."
She didn't protest.
A scar was left from a gunshot.
"The girl had been shot, protecting the child. She then ran off."
Evelyn shrugged. "I don't see what the fuss is about..."
"Well!.." Simon walked in, holding a hot cup of tea which he got from who knows where. "I do recall reading a horror story--a Creepypasta, specifically, and there was one that caught my eye."
He sipped his tea. Eyelyn raised an eyebrow at her brother. "Earl Gray. Anyways! The story is apparently 'true,'" he made quotation marks with his fingers as he said 'true.' "A female would lure victims, usually little children, toward her by singing a creepy-ass little tune.
"The person that wrote the Creepypasta claims they were lured and barely escaped. The said she had a machete in her hand, the blade ragged and blood-stained. They said she said something along the lines of, 'Have you seen Danny?' The person freaked out and ran. They said her purple eyes were burnt in the back of their head.
"A month or two later, he was out in town late at night, when 'the town was sleeping.'" He quoted. "He heard the cries of a baby, and followed the sound. Once he reached it, the cries had stopped. That same girl was there, except comforting the child. She was holding the baby with one arm, in her hand that same bloody machete."
"Well!.." Simon walked in, holding a hot cup of tea which he got from who knows where. "I do recall reading a horror story--a Creepypasta, specifically, and there was one that caught my eye."
He sipped his tea. Eyelyn raised an eyebrow at her brother. "Earl Gray. Anyways! The story is apparently 'true,'" he made quotation marks with his fingers as he said 'true.' "A female would lure victims, usually little children, toward her by singing a creepy-ass little tune.
"The person that wrote the Creepypasta claims they were lured and barely escaped. The said she had a machete in her hand, the blade ragged and blood-stained. They said she said something along the lines of, 'Have you seen Danny?' The person freaked out and ran. They said her purple eyes were burnt in the back of their head.
"A month or two later, he was out in town late at night, when 'the town was sleeping.'" He quoted. "He heard the cries of a baby, and followed the sound. Once he reached it, the cries had stopped. That same girl was there, except comforting the child. She was holding the baby with one arm, in her hand that same bloody machete."
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Alex's eyes sparkled as Evelyn walked back in the room, now wearing a black hoodie and skinny jeans. Her hair was in a messy, but cute, ponytail. She got glommed by Alex. "You are a beautiful singer~" His eye sparkel intensified.
Alex's eyes sparkled as Evelyn walked back in the room, now wearing a black hoodie and skinny jeans. Her hair was in a messy, but cute, ponytail. She got glommed by Alex. "You are a beautiful singer~" His eye sparkel intensified.
.... Can you not...
Evelyn stepped out of the shower, continuously humming the song Counting Stars. She grabbed a towel and wrapped herself in it. She glanced at herself in the mirror and then quickly dried her aparently sexy, cough, Jackknife, cough body.
Evelyn stepped out of the shower, continuously humming the song Counting Stars. She grabbed a towel and wrapped herself in it. She glanced at herself in the mirror and then quickly dried her aparently sexy, cough, Jackknife, cough body.
... /)____(\
"But baby, I've been prayin' hard.. Said no more countin' dollars, we'll be, we'll be countin'.. ~stars~"
"But baby, I've been prayin' hard.. Said no more countin' dollars, we'll be, we'll be countin'.. ~stars~"
"Baby, I've been, I've been losin' sleep..." A female voice sang, her singing as beautiful as the beach and smooth as silk. "Dreamin' about the things that we could be.."
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