As I said last Thursday 30th, just before HALLOWEEN, this is the place where I would like you to post your short creepy and spooky stories to share with the rest all the groups.
Remember:
1. Keep stories short, if possible.(150 words long)
2. Be as creative and imaginative as possible.
3. Put down your full name and group at the bottom of the post.
Stories from you all are welcome.Have a try and take part in this "creepy" activity. You won't regret it!!
Remember:
1. Keep stories short, if possible.(150 words long)
2. Be as creative and imaginative as possible.
3. Put down your full name and group at the bottom of the post.
Stories from you all are welcome.Have a try and take part in this "creepy" activity. You won't regret it!!
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THE FEAST
ReplyDeleteHe would come back soon. Since she had woken up from that disturbing nightmare, an inevitable certainty embraced her body, not even letting her think about anything else, just him. She could smell his adorable perfume, which covered the atmosphere with a dash of passion and fear. Mixing those feelings up was overwhelming as well as fiendishly perverse.
The door opened with a deafening whine announcing the prelude of this gloomy ceremony. Suddenly, comming from everywhere and nowhere at the same time, the Fifth Symphony started to sound and the host opened his black leather handbag taking out all sort of sinister gadgets, giving a hint of sadism to the concert.
She was shaking with fear meanwhile her eyes, covered with terror, observed how his exquisite hands wearing white silk gloves commenced to cut her, pulling her skin off. A horrible shout came out from her throat.
The main course of his special banquet was ready and the dinner began to be served.
Xavier Climent. Grup 37. 2nd Advanced.
That was incredibly good!!
DeleteHave you ever thought of becoming a horror storyteller?
METAMORPHOSIS
ReplyDeleteThis morning, when I woke up and opened my eyes, I could see the day was dawning in an unusual way. At that very moment, I realized something strange was going on.
I noticed a rotten taste in my mouth as if I had been eating carrion or decaying matter and I could smell a foul odor. As well, my body felt soft and disgustingly sticky. It felt as though I didn’t have any arms and legs, and my skin was a very pale color.
It was a horrible sensation like nothing I had felt before. I looked in the mirror and what I saw was repulsive, it gave me the creeps… I had turned into a maggot.
I couldn’t believe it, I was in shock and the only stupid idea that came to mind was:” I wish I were a caterpillar, at least I could become a butterfly”
Then a nasty noise…. The alarm clock was going off.
ALODIA PERIS SEGURA
GROUP 36
Well done!!
DeleteYou just got my hair skin stand on end right now!
THE TRUE STORY
ReplyDeleteThe woman's face was as white as snow and her hair fell over her shoulders in a profusion of dark velvet. Her eyes were deep and they were looking at the Prince like two sparkling diamonds.
“She gave me that poisoned apple”, she said. The wicked Queen was on the floor in front of them, exhausted after a fight against the Prince which she had finally lost. “Punish her”.
So the young man, who was madly in love with Snow White, began to heat with fire the iron shoes he had made some days ago. When they were red hot, he put them to the Queen, who issued a horrifying scream. She couldn´t resist squeezing her nails into the palms of her hands, so the blood started to flow.
“Dance!” they both ordered. The Queen obeyed because she had no choice, and from the mouths of Snow White and the Prince came up a hysterical laughter.
The Queen danced and danced until she dropped dead in the middle of the room.
A. REBECA CABRERA VIZCAÍNO - GROUP 34
Excellent!
ReplyDeleteto be honest, I wouldn't have liked to be in the Prince's shoes, right!!
Once again, well done!
NO
ReplyDeleteNo, such a simple word came out from my mouth.
No, I should not be here, waiting alongside full of demons and filthy monsters.
No, I was not the responsible of that storm and the heavy rain which made car slippery to the pavement where the old man was walking.
No, that was long time ago and I thought that recall was forgotten.
No, no, no, no…..
No, I can’t stand seeing the host who is receiving all people from this queue disguised as a clown……… no, as a banker with a dark suit now?……..no, what is the reason of that man change over and over?
No, I do not like scorching weather all around.
No, it is my turn and I feel as an hostage when in front of the table the host takes his glasses out , scratchs his left horn and with a terrifying smile showing his rotten yellow teeth says; YES!!
Daniel Masiá. Group 37
I use to be afraid about everything related to darkness, monsters and ghosts. Besides, there is an urban legend in my town which main character is a possessed child, the devil’s daughter. It is said that Each Halloween night this evil girl is hidden under any children’s bed each Halloween night; she take their favourite teddy and make their nightmares reality. Fortunately, this girl hasn’t ever made my nightmares came true. Maybe, it was because I use to be out of home at Halloween night, because I have a lot of different teddies under my bed or because my dad is the evil.
ReplyDeleteAna Vercher. Group 37