here are just some short stories composing of the things written by the hulCAWmanian's dark side. you'll mostly find plots that seem to have a similarity to other chapters of the story. Some stories involves items that maybe classified as an anomal...
"if you're wondering by now, no I am not Wednesday. my name's not Wednesday. there's just something about that day that feels like a bad day on my part. yes I may dress like Wednesday from the Addams family, but my name's not Wednesday really. people still call me Wednesday so I guess that's my name from now on...
you see there's just something about Wednesdays that makes this day cursed. they started calling me Wednesday... Addams, after something had happened to me. it was a regular day and it happened to be Wednesday during that day. the day I started wearing my new outfit. yes this outfit which happens to be sort of a Wednesday Addams cosplay though with exception that it shows a little bit of skin. so kind of a sexy version of Wednesday Addams? I just found it on, you guessed it, a Wednesday and bought it off a really great deal, so I tried it in front of the mirror. the one selling it saw me wearing it and told me that I looked perfect wearing the outfit. I thanked the person for the compliment and proceeded to pay, but was stopped and told me that I could have a major discount because it looked perfect on me. shocking, but okay...
now I've been blabbering about the outfit too much. let's get to the part where people started calling me Wednesday Addams. it all started when I started wearing this outfit on a random Wednesday. it was a nice day, opposite of what the Addams usually experiences for a weather. I guess I couldn't fully immersed the role, but I did felt a little gloomy like what the Addams girl experiences. people eyed me and went back to minding their own business like nothing unusual. I still felt like I blended in well enough and I didn't stood out of the crowd either. totally not suitable for an Addams, until something happened to me.
as I was living my normal routine, I noticed that a note fell out of my bag. strange? I don't remember ever carrying a note like that, so I went away from the bustling crowd and sat on a nearby chair and started looking into the note that read: "you are about to experience hell, enjoy becoming an Addams like Wednesday" okay... must have been part of the outfit, but I don't even remember seeing this note when I purchased this dress nor did I ever had this in my bag. must have been a part of the outfit and I just didn't really noticed.
as I had finished reading the note and was about to throw it away, I heard a voice behind me. "would you really like to experience hell like Wednesday Addams?" I jokingly said yes and almost laughed it off till I realized what just happened. I looked behind me and saw a young teenage girl. she dressed as Wednesday Addams. she must even be Wednesday Addams. "do you want to trade lives with me?" she asked me. I jokingly said yes and played along with her games. "okay then, I'll trade you my life and you'll give me yours. first, the ritual." she said. I should have looked at her again sooner, but I foolishly didn't took her words seriously and then it happened. as I was about to look behind, I felt her presence already behind me. I saw her with a very sharp blade in one hand as she caressed my face with the other till it reached my chin and pushed my chin up high revealing my throat. you know how this ends right? she ends up slicing my throat and I end up bleeding to death, but then I finally blacked out.
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"I had awoken on my bed in my own room. great, am I stuck in a loop where I'll experience the same death of having my throat sliced by the same Addams girl? or was this just another nightmare? well I am still alive so that's that. just to make sure, I had to check my neck in the mirror for any cuts or marks. none. I am still wearing the same Wednesday cosplay outfit and for some reason I can't seem to wear anything else, because all my clothes have been replaced by the same outfit I am currently wearing. I also spotted a note saying: "you wanted to be me, so you got your wish. all you needed to do was to be killed by a previous Wednesday and respawn officially as me. congratulation! you are now me: Wednesday Addams."
okay, this is officially crazy. so I am now Wednesday Addams huh? it must have been a sick prank or some sort. so I went out and the weather was dark and stormy. okay... must have been a coincidence? I continued on my normal day usually blending in with the crowd, but now all eyes were on me as they started avoiding me. they didn't do that before...
if I wanted my life back... all I needed to do was either kill another young woman wearing this outfit, or like what the previous Wednesday did; cut my own throat. I'm sorry, but these just sound ridiculous and nonsensical to me. the question is: what would happen if I actually did the latter of cutting my own throat? I would die again surely, but would I get my life back? I want to see what's like living as a Wednesday first.
