-F/S-Favorite Spread. Y/N-Your Name. H/C-Hair Color. H/L-Hair Length. E/C-Eye Color. F/D-Favorite Drink. F/P-Favorite Pattern-Print.
The beginning takes place in the dark depths of the woods. Lanky tall trees towering over many plants and animals, as they cast many shadows upon the ground. For many creatures could easily disguise in the darkness of the shadows, stalking their prey, waiting to strike. Further into the eye of the woods, a mansion can be found, its tall dark aura giving many seekers the creeps. Only the people that has the special eyes to see the mansion, are able to enter. But... always end up never coming out. Once you open the chipped black painted gates, and stalk upon the property, the gates may only open one way. Never the other......
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You slowly woke up, the sunlight bathing over your face. Your (E/C) adjusting to the bright light of the sun. You yawned stretching your arms above your head squealing. You had worked your ass off last night, considering the fact that your boss forced you to do the night shift. Your phone started ringing right then. You slowly reached for it, picking it up and snugging it under your (H/C, H/L) and putting it against your ear. "Hello...." You sounded groggy and your voice cracked, but you didn't care. "Y/N!!! You better remember about my party tonight!!" Your best friend, Trixie said. You rubbed your head, obviously forgetting you had to go. "Yea.. I remember...." You lied straight through your teeth. Trixie squealed. "Good! And don't forget my present!!!" She hung up and you just stared at your phone for a while. After about five minutes you got up and sighed deeply. "Great...." You mumbled to no one.
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After you freshened yourself in the bathroom, you ate a bagel with (F/S) and drank (F/D) with it. Afterwards you went to your your room, searching in your wardrobe for an accurate attire for the party. As you did this, you couldn't help but feel as if you were being watched. Might sound really stupid, but there was a particular chill going down your spine. But, you shrugged it off and found a suitable outfit.
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As you slipped on some leggings that had (F/P) on it, being in black and red, also adjusting the black lace dress that went with it, and some black wedges that had red engravings on the base of them, you couldn't help but feel so girly. But, Trixie wouldn't have it any other way, so you applied mascara and lip gloss before putting your hair in an up-do. You smiled lightly in the mirror, and grabbed your shawl and keys to leave for the party. Your feet clicked and clacked on the pavement, as you made your way into the car your mother had bought you two years ago.
You began backing up when you felt the car come to a stop. It felt like you hit something. You climbed out and looked behind your car, and see a single rose petal. Uhm... What did I hit? You thought and looked around, not seeing anything. You shrugged and went back into the car, driving to Trixie's house.
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You parked in the driveway, and saw other cars there too, along with the music booming into your ears. You held the present bag tightly as you walked up the steps. Ever since you turned 15 you became more anti-social. Currently your 17.
You just walked in the huge house, and was introduced to the many smells of sweat, alcohol, and cake. You scrunched your nose and made your way through the dancing crowd, and set the present on the presents table. Others were there too, some small, some big, there was one that clearly looked like a flat screen TV, in wrapping paper. You smiled and began looking around for your childhood friend. You checked the kitchen first, and saw a guy slowly eating cheesecake. You didn't pay no mind to it, even if he had his hood up. You shuffled through the house, until you found her, in her room. "Y/N!!!!" She screamed and hugged you, squealing. You didn't pay no mind that she was in her underwear right now, since you've seen her before.
She kisses both your cheeks, this was common in her nationality. "How are you!?" She asked while heading back to the closet and shuffling. "Good.... Just uneasy... Y'know..." You say this while fidgeting uncomfortably. "Ah... Sorry.... I forgot about.... Yea.... You can leave if you want...." She poked her head out the closet door, her black curls framing her beautiful face, her green eyes shimmering. You shook your head. "I'm staying... Its your 18th birthday! That only comes once in a lifetime!" You say, exasperatedly. She smiled happily and went back to shuffling through her clothes. "Anyways... Why aren't you down there, casting the shine on you and being the center of attention?" You asked, sitting on her bed. You heard laughing and stomps outside the door from teenagers. "Oh I'm definitely making quite the scene!! I just wanted everyone to be distracted, and be shocked when I do come out..." Usual Trixie. Loving the attention. You smiled lightly and ran your fingers over the red soft material of the sheet on her bed. "Oh... Have you been keeping up with the news??" She asked you.
You immediately broke out of your trance. "No why?" She came out, having on a dark red flowy dress, the top of it was outlined by white gems, and trailed down to the sides, and the dress didn't hide any of her curves at all. She had on some red and black lace gloves going up to her elbows, the roses designs clinging onto her. She went to her make up section of the room, and began applying different kinds of eye shadow, eye liner, blush etc. "Well... Two days ago they found a boy's body... He was... Six and his stomach was cut open and stuffed of candy...." She said while applying lipstick now. You shivered. "And the reporters said the father killed him... Crazy eh?" She stared at her own reflection and continued. You rubbed your arms trying to comfort yourself. "Then yesterday... A young girl.. About eight.. Was killed, but that's not the crazy part... Her heart and kidneys were chewed out from and chunks of it was splayed all over the scene...." She finished and began doing her hair.
"You know how I feel about these things.. Trixie..." You said quietly. Trixie looked at you from the mirror and sighed. "I know.... I'm sorry... But you shouldn't be always so down! They might've died.. And they never found the killer... But life goes on...Kay?" She turned around to face you. You nodded,even though she sounds like a bitch she's trying to help. "Now let's go have the time of our lives!!!" She slipped on some heels and grabbed your arm, tugging you down the hall and stairs.
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You woke up to the sound of something shattering downstairs. You sat up quickly, shoving Trixie from her sleep. "Nnn..." she yawned and stretched. "Someone's downstairs..." you said, whispering so they wouldn't hear that you're awake. Trixie rubbed her eyes. "My security is the highest ranking of this continent.... I don't think..." she trailed off when you and her heard a stomp downstairs. Trixie's eyes widened, and you can see how she was shaking. "Hey hey... Its okay... We can... Call the cops okay..." you tried reassuring her, but mostly yourself as you got up, and walked to the door on your tippy-toes. Your heartbeat was the only thing you can hear, and it thumped faster as your hand fell onto the cold door knob, and locked it quickly. Trixie was on her phone, hands shaking as she tried to dial the number. She got it to her ear, and started whispering to the operator. All the while, you tried listening if the imposter was there. "It sounds like there's someone in our house lady...." Trixie nearly yelled. You looked at her, and her eyes widened with fear, as she put it on speaker. "Don't be scared... We'll take great care of you...." Beep. It ended like that. You couldn't help but breathe harshly. Trixie and your gaze fell on the door as you both heard the knob jiggle. You fell back, shrieking when a fist came into it, and popped it. You and Trixie both made it to the window, but it was too high to jump. And, the fact there was a van and figures standing out of the van. "Y-Y/N..." Trixie cried out, tears falling from her eyes. The door was broken down, and there stood a hooded figure. You guarded Trixie, not wanting anyone else you love leave from your life. "Wh-who are you..." you stuttered, and Trixie leaned into you, praying. The figure started walking to the two of you, and your hands grew sweaty. Time to put the classes to the test. As he was about 8 inches away from you, you pounced onto him, and punched him square in the jaw, trying to harm him as best as you can. The figure grunted, and tried blocking your blows, but you punched him over and over. You stopped when you felt blood splattered on your fists, grabbing Trixie and running downstairs. "Thank you thank you thank you th-" Trixie stopped when you two saw another hooded figure (me!), this one way shorter than the one before. "Oh Hoodie...." I shook my head and made my way to you two. You were about to pounce on me as well, when something caught your on the leg, and held you upside down, as well as Trixie. "Let me go!!" you screamed, and Trixie struggled as well. You saw where the thing that held you came from, a tall man with no face, and tendrils were whipping viciously. "Be quiet child..." he said, and immediatley put Trixie to sleep. You screamed angrily, but the other hooded figure came face to face with you. "We'll take great care of you young one..." I giggled, and blew a substance in your face, and darkness enveloped you.
