Quick side note: I wrote this in my creative writing club for a challenge. We had to write a 100 word horror story in 5 minutes, and by the end I some how had exactly 100 words. Um how? So yeah that's about it, hope you enjoy!
Edit: I recently made a story out of this! I probably won't finish it, but still. It's call A Narrator's Guide to Witchcraft, and it's on my profile.
It starts now.
The clock on the wall dings ominously as she steps into the circle.
The hooded figures around her raise their hands and start taking - no chanting, words in a language she doesn't understand.
How did she get here, you might ask.
Well now is not the time.
Now come quickly; something is happening.
All around her, a glowing wall lifts up.
It is a mustardy unpleasant yellow, and she is scared just as she should be.
She feel something dark root itself in her mind and a bloodcurdling scream fills the air.
And so the story ends.
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Short Stories!
RandomDifferent short stories of miscellaneous genres. Most don't have a connection, but if they do I'll tell you. Suggestions are always welcome!
