Idea For an Horror Story by crescentmoon232, literature
Literature
Idea For an Horror Story
"The Vacuum" is a nice name, though.
Janet was having a creepy, strange dream. The stranger is the fact: She couldn't wake up.
She was not anywhere troubling, disturbing, along with people with a mind full of disturbing thoughts. In fact, she was in a vacuum, not even oxygen to fill their lungs. She did not miss anything - food, water, people, nothing. She was better than ever, as if back in the womb. But that is not the uterus - is the new definition for the word "nothing."
She learned the definition of physical vacuum, and it fits perfectly. His eyes, blurred, only saw darkness. And a fine mist, like dust or glitter or anything lighter t
Can you read my mind? - Part 3 by crescentmoon232, literature
Literature
Can you read my mind? - Part 3
The darkness was fading slowly, and Darwin craned his neck toward the voice. He imagined something that would make he pee in his pants, but saw only a common blonde teenager, looking a bit unfriendly and which had a long and deep scar that almost disfigured his face. When he dragged a little (one of the monsters had virtually sat on him, and he had no strength or courage enough to push it away), noted another characteristic of the boy: he had golden and terrible eyes, which regarded as if could destroy him in a second. Darwin had already heard about yellow eyes, but that didn't make any sense, so he got convinced that the boy wasn't exactly
Can you read my mind? - Part 2 by crescentmoon232, literature
Literature
Can you read my mind? - Part 2
Now they were walking along a road open, which was strange because the forest seemed to be completely closed. Darwin had taken a long branch and was rubbing some fallen leaves with it. The sound made when the leaves shave was too irritating even for him, but he wanted a weapon, and was sure that Ethan had one. Ethan walked beside him, one hand holding the scabbard and the other pressed against his forehead.
- Release this worthless piece of wood and hold it, - he said, forcefully, and held a small knife that was inside his backpack. - Not much, but enough for you to stop bothering me, I guess.
Darwin took the knife, smiling, and slipped it
Can you read my mind? by crescentmoon232, literature
Literature
Can you read my mind?
Darwin woke up in the middle of a forest, lying in dry grass, his body aching all over. He didn't remember been loaded or something, but there were red and purple marks around his back. So why didn't he wake up? He only remembered lying on his bunk and falling asleep too fast. Ok, so it was poison, a kind of anesthesia. He looked up and realized that the weak sun shone through the branches, then it was dawn or dusk. That wasn't the Half-Blood Forest, he could feel. So where was him? How long he had been unconscious? He heard a noise coming from behind some bushes and huddled with the rest of his remaining strength, moaning in pain. Shrubs, co
Basics
Full Name: Darwin Serialimis
Meaning: Darwin: "dear friend", but he's called so because of Charles Darwin, the scientist who wrote "The Origin of Species". I guess Athena would like this name. Serialimis: the inverse of the French word "similaires" , that mean similar. He is very similar to me. He shouldn't have a last name, as son of two gods, but it would be weird
Hometown: Montreal, Canada
Current Residence: Camp
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Height: 4'11
Weight: 118
Blood Type: A
Nationality: Canadian
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Birthday: April 1