horror stories for teens

The World We Thought We Wanted

((This really isn't much of a horror story but it's sad enough to be put in here I guess))

((I wrote this for language arts honors, it's a narrative on the question "What do we think about more, the present or the future?" And we had to write the story on a dystopia so I made this!))

((Don't worry for those of you here for some blood and death, there is some blood at the end of the story just for you^^))

((Anyway I hope yall enjoy this one))

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Klad: So, Kari was going to post this but never had the time. I found it as a draft and thought I'd post it for you guys to have a story to read. Kari is actually using this story for her final in ELA honors but this is the first draft of it, so it may have spelling errors and abnormal dialog however it's best I post this before she gets really insecure about it and decides not to.

Klad: Also let's hope Kari does well on her finals, you guys might not know this but Kari is facing a lot of challenges right now. Not only is school getting in the way of many life choices but she is busy thinking about what she will be in the future. Kari has been given a choice to do home schooling or go to a new school that's really challenging. Her schedule is going to completely change and she doesn't know how to keep going with all these dilemmas that continue to pop up. She might be inactive for awhile till school is over, and still in the summer she will be trying to find a summer job and is making a lot of demands for herself.

Klad: If any of you have read her "Kan't Hellp But Feal Badd" or "Stupid can be beautiful" story you know there are times she starts to loose interest in things and procrastinates to a state she stops working on the story.

Klad: we all need to remember Kari is just a teenager and we all make mistakes or have things that become to much for us, So if you stick around even when Kari gives up or we stop posting I promise you we will work to come back because we love writing. Well... Kari does, I'm only here because she is like a sister to me and I want to help her out in her dream.

Klad: Any who, I hope you all enjoy this story, it means a lot to Kari that you come around and spend time in your day... Or night... To read what she puts her heart and soul into.

Klad: And now, let us begin

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Prologue: Clorissa Is a retired woman who now lives alone in a home that was passed down to her from her mother, and her mother before that. One day, a young teen comes into her life, Samuel Smith. This teen wants to become a writer in a world where women aren't even supposed to know how to read. Clorissa begins to teach Samuel how to become a writer and soon finds out Samuel; Like many others in their society, struggles with empathy. Read to find out what goes on in one of their many sessions, and their last.

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The pitter patter of the sprinklers surged on the window Clorissa insensibly looked through. A 30-year-old woman though she looked so young. Brown hair seated neatly on her head in a bun like it was a crown, bangs dangled from in front of her ears. She waited patiently, glancing to her wrist. The woman rolled her turtle neck sleeve up with her pale fingers digging into the cloth to reveal a watch. She tapped her finger on the glass, matching the tap to the ticks of the second hand.