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Private
World famous



Yoooo whats that story in the word count link ashahsha
Private
World famous



They told us it was just a joke, even though it was not to be tried at home. Too scary when we were young anyways, but now we did it.
Waking up in the middle of the night had been a pain, yet we continued. I wish I had just slept. I wish I had just been a good kid. We did it anyways.
And there she was, Bloody Mary.
We were home alone and called her in the mirror. 
She attacked us from it, but it wasn't as they warned us. It was way, way worse. And now her spirit wanders in our corpses.
I look down. Good luck.
Laboratory
Minister of Pop



Still a few hours left to get your entries in!
Laboratory
Minister of Pop



Still time to make a quick entry you guys, not a lot of participants so far, so also not a lot of competition - something to consider
Private
World famous



Okay, lemme bump up the winner count for y'all, participants, please thank me
Laboratory
Minister of Pop



Misjel wrote:
Okay, lemme bump up the winner count for y'all, participants, please thank me

Private
World famous



One morning you look in the mirror, there is nothing looking back at you, but the clothes are still showing in the reflection. Your first thought was that it's an illusion, but you look down at your bare feet and there's nothing to be seen. DAMN, YOU'RE INVISIBLE, MWAHAHAHAH, I'LL GO ROB A BANK AND SLIP ONTO SOME PLANE, BYEBYE RESPONSIBILITIES, THIS IS LIFE. But first you have to get naked, because walking clothes would cause a lot of unwanted attention. lalallaal, completely naked you walk out of the house and you realize it's winter.. Damn bro, what should I do?

100 words longer than I expected lmao
Laboratory
Minister of Pop



love
Private
Living legend



I hate writin stories but a bitch needs money 

It was quite the drowsy Sunday night. The clock had barely passed three, and after a long day at the office I found myself sound asleep, melting into into my covers. That was, until a soul shattering scream shot itself through the apartment. With tired eyes I shot up in bed, still in confusion of what could possibly have happened. After collecting my thoughts I quickly realized the voice belonged to Charlotte sleeping in the nursery down the hall. ”There’s no way,” I whispered in fright. Without further dwelling I hurried for the gun in the nightstand before running as fast as my feet could possibly carry me down the hall. I burst down the door of the nursery, violently shaking my aim around the room looking for a possible target. However, to my surprise, Charlotte laid sound asleep exactly as I had left her. I let out a sigh and lowered my gun. 'Must’ve been a dream,' I resonated as I sat myself down on the bed next to her, her pose shifting slightly by the weight. I threw the gun down next to her, almost scraping her cold porcelain hands. I ran my fingers through her beautiful locks and glanced down into her wide dull eyes, almost drowning in their void before closing them. ”You know, Charlotte. You really had me scared back there,” I chuckled to myself. ”For a moment I was truly convinced the dead could talk”
TheWayfaringStranger
Queen of Queens



The scream was so loud that you jumped out of bed and ran to the kitchen for the sharpest knife you could find. At least, you attempted to make it to the kitchen. In reality, you made it as far as the top of the stairs before you felt fangs dig into your back. As you saw the amount of blood you were losing, you knew you were not going to survive. Nonetheless, you ripped free of the fangs and ran down the stairs with everything you had. You barely made it down the stairs before a tentacle picked you up and started to squeeze the life out of you. Knowing you were going to die, all you could hope was that your children wouldn't be the ones find your body when they got home from trick or treating. 
Laboratory
Minister of Pop



glad to see some final hour entries
Private
International star



 One day I woke up from a restless sleep. Something wasn't right, I was sweating a lot and I couldn't stop shivering. My cat was acting weird despite the fact that I tried to pet it and then in a split second it jumped from the bed and ran to the bathroom. I had to follow my cat because I felt like something was trying to get me to the bathroom.
As I stepped into the bathroom my heart stopped beating..I just heard a knock on the glass but I had to ignore it since my cat's paw was bleeding. While I was looking for betadine to disinfect the wound and a clean towel to wrap it around my cat's paw I convinced myself that the knock was produced by the wind outside.
When I wanted to get closer to my cat I heard the same knock but now I was sure it wasn't coming from the outside or a window...The knock was coming from my mirror. I glared at the mirror and dropped everything I had in my hand.
 My reflection wasn't there. I was not there.
I was terrified, I could feel everything..The cold in my bathroom, my cat's heartbeats and pain, the wind outside..Everything but myself.
Now I was sure that humans couldn't see everything in the mirror and that there is always something staring at you in it but it was weird...My dead grandma was grinning at me.
Laboratory
Minister of Pop



Aaand the competition is now closed for entries, thank you guys very much for participating. 
TogetherForever
International star



dang! I missed the deadline.
Private
National star



TogetherForever wrote:
dang! I missed the deadline.
SAME whoops 
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