hey, no hatin, this is my first story. dont judge. hope you guys like it! Enjoy! (or die)
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I looked at the clock. 12:00. Perfect for some games. I opened my laptop and put on my headset. I opened a file titled 'Happy Wheels'. It asked for a user, so I typed in the one I use for almost everything. jacie101xoxo. I resumed playing from where I left off. I looked up at my webcam. I made a silly face.
"Hey guys, I'm playin Happy Wheels. Again. Yeah, I play it alot. Anyways, it's about midnight, and I can't sleep. This probably won't help, but oh well," I said.
It seems silly, talking to myself, but I make gaming videos for YouTube. I clicked on a sword throw level. I always liked those. I got all of the people except for one, which was directly behind me. I grabbed the sword and tried to throw it backwards, but I guess I let go too late because the sword went through my own character. He slumped over and started bleeding.
"Holy shit! I stabbed myself!" I shouted.
I looked at my webcam.
"Sorry guys, but I gotta go. My laptop is dying, and I've gotta try and sleep," I said, sighing.
I shut the lid and flopped onto my bed. I left my laptop on the little side table I had and closed my eyes. I'm not going to post that one. It was sloppy and short. I was getting sleepier. I'll make one tomorrow, I decided.
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It was dark and cold. A chilly wind whipped my hair, and I was barefoot. My clothes were ripped, and I felt grimy. I scrabbled around until I found a torch. I found a match and lit the torch. I almost dropped it. I was in a town, and blood was everywhere.
It was on the sides of the huts, on the ground, and on me. I slowly walked down the road. Bodies were slumped over in chairs or lying in the dirt. I shuddered and kept going. I wanted to puke as soon as I got to the center of town. Partly the smell, but it was mostly because of the dead bodies. They were stacked in a huge pile, and it smelled like curdled milk that was poured on rotten eggs and stuffed into really bad roadkill.
Some of them were missing limbs, some were only half of a body, and some had there faces eaten away by maggots. I heard a snap and saw a man walk into the clearing. He was bigger than average man, and he had big, sharp knives. He turned its head and saw me. He came closer and raised his hand, swiping at me with his knives.
"No!" I screamed, and a searing pain sliced through my side. I fell to the ground.
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I woke with a start. I winced as I sat up. I was on the floor by my door. I must have rolled off my bed and ended up here. My bed wasn't that far away, so it didn't really surprise me. That's the thirteenth nightmare this month. I put my hand to my side and pulled it away. It was red with blood. I looked around, and my gaze ended on part of a broken glass. I knew I should have put it up before bed. I swept up the glass and got a wet washcloth. I was just about to clean my cut when there was a loud thud, shaking my door. I ran over and unlocked it, flinging it open. A man was laying on the ground, holding his head. He had sloppy brown hair, and when he opened his eyes they were hazel.
"Um, are you okay?" I asked, not quite sure what to think.
He got up and nodded, one hand still on his head.
"Yeah, just ran into your door. I saw some blood by the bottom of your door and tried to come in and help. I didn't realize it was locked," he said, running his hand through his hair.
