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...
"so I have managed to have survived another cursed Wednesday. yay me... every time I had to look at a mirror, I have the sudden urge of cutting my own throat that I had to not look at my own reflection. I mean yes you may just argue that I could have just covered my neckline with a less revealing outfit but here's the thing... all my clothes were suddenly replaced by just what Wednesday Addams would wear. I remembered having bought only one piece of this outfit and it was literally the last one. I think it's cursed by a malevolent spirit and I'm her unlucky victim, but why does she want me to slit my own throat? I want to find out the history behind this...
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"hi, my name is... well I don't remember what my name was but they called me, Wednesday Addams. you're probably wondering why I didn't show my face and why I am also just showing you my own throat. well this was a few hours before it had turned into a bloody mess. yes my throat was also cut, sliced, slewed, you get it. I too was an unfortunate victim. it was done by some jealous girl who couldn't get into my level and so she plotted her vengeance against me by putting me out of my misery.
well I'm glad she did, because she just made the biggest mistake of her life. she had unleashed upon a cursed I had placed upon myself as a backup plan if it ever came to my own death. you want to know how I was killed? it's already quite obvious isn't it since I've already said it, but do you actually want to know how? good, then hear me out.
let's get to the point shall we? it started when I was walking outside by myself dressed as well... Wednesday Addams, from the Addams family. though I wouldn't say that I had fully immersed in the role though. you see my version of the outfit looked a little too sexy for a Wednesday costume play and I was like the total opposite who Wednesday was in the show. it was on a Halloween night on, you guessed it, a Wednesday night.
I am already prepared for what is to come upon writing this journal. I am currently captive by my captors. they told me what they were going to do as I kept on pressing them. before I knew the inevitable, I knew that I had to prepare a backup plan and it involved some dark rituals. remember when I said that I was Wednesday's total opposite? well not entirely. I figured that I had a bit of dark side within me. so anyways I cursed this dress I wore knowing that I'd probably die with it. the curse was that the next victim who happens to unfortunately end up wear this suffer the same death as I did and if you're reading this, then I am truly sorry." - Wednesday.
"just wow... I'm at a loss for words, so I too would suffer the same fate, but my throat had already been sliced once. I had already died and mysteriously looped back into the world of the living. I still wondered if the one who had killed her is still alive... it was written like some years ago. long time ago, but this dress still looks great and I am also marked for death with it. yay me... I don't know what to do, but wait for the inevitable I guess? I might as well live my life in a new direction. start a new leaf perhaps until that fateful day someone decides to end my life in a crimson bloodbath. I don't know how much more of this I could take any longer.
the next Wednesday is approaching and I could no longer take this any longer! the suspense is driving me insane as my curiosity about far too many things still remains unquenchable. I wanted to know more about her history and also about this curse, but I also dread that dreaded Wednesday which happens to be tomorrow."
