ParanormalCommunity is hosting a magazine for Halloween!
...or do I mean #WATTOWEEN .
Come read stories and poems gathered from the Collective of the Wattpad Paranormal Research Society, along with featured columns:
*HORRORscopes for October!
* Dre...
It oozes, My fear, it drips on the floor of my tainted mind. It slithers, My venom, Like the insidious snake it is. It burns, This bloodlust, it burns me from the inside out. It stops, My heart, it stops its rhythm forever, I rise, The deathbringer, the reaper or souls, I am, The Snake, The Dracul, Fear Incarnate, I am, The Vampire, The soulless one who hungers forever...
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Goblins, spooks and pirates with hooks, greet you at your door. Little kids with Frankenstein feet And bolts fasten on their heads― Plus, a tiny tag-along, dressed in a white sheet.
You hear their pitter-patters heading toward your door— You and your mate drops your books— Your feet hit the floor― You grab your bowl of loot and race to the door.
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He spies the distant hamlet, barely lit by gibbous moon His hollow eyes caress the skies, he hums a deathly tune He stops outside a hovel and grins his ghostly grin He knows his journeys over; he can smell the fear within.
He lifts his scythe and waves it once, above his bony head He carries out his duty, that of harvesting the dead. The traveler turns his steed around and heads off on his way He settles in his saddle, there are more to reap today.
