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▇▇ OUT IN THE DEEP ENDSof the woods, there is a church

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▇▇ OUT IN THE DEEP ENDS
of the woods, there is a church.

in the night, it is lit by a single red cross,
on the tip of the church, reigning over the
skies, luring the animals into their boat. the
boat. it highlights the pine trees in bright red.
it is the only means of escape.

it is the only light for miles, the people say.

but he learns that it meant, it is the only way
of death. he always thought that this is their
way of coping, of finalizing their thoughts of
their everlasting damnation in this town, to
never cease from its course. it will never freeze
like the garden of eden, abandoned in heaven
because all its angels died at the gates before
they made it in.

he sees this church when he tries to leave town.
ninth time. the other two times he doesn't remember.

it draws him in. and it catches him.

he wakes up under a willow tree.

is your soul saved?




▇▇ THE DEER ARE BACKin his backyard

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▇▇ THE DEER ARE BACK
in his backyard. they get closer every time he
looks away. he knows. he can feel it when he
turns around.

he stares them down, but their neon gaze fills
his mind with images of rotting corpses on the
side of the road.

he coffee goes cold. he looks away.

they get closer. then they're in his house.

now he's marked.

he wakes up under a willow tree.




▇▇ HE PASSES BY A PLAYGROUND

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▇▇ HE PASSES BY A PLAYGROUND.
he'd been told that no one's ever been there for
years. the swings only move by the wind. the
slides haven't been used by the cheerful youth.
the mulch on the ground hasn't been touched in
centuries.

so why is it that he hears giggles and laughter
when he walks past it every day? it stops when
he turns, it continues when he walks. he can't see.

slowly, he learns, the things laughing, are not human.






































do not let it consume you.












































NOTES 200 reads ..   yall r so fucking amazing. i wld Die 4 U.

i Forgot to mention tht reading this in scroll is better thn reading in pages bc it jst looks nicer. anyway i'm writing a bnha fic tht will never get posted but its real Cute!!!! r there any weebs out here ..   who wld Possibly like 2 read tht ._____. i HATE asking 4 things but i dnt know how the fuck else im gna do it

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