Hello, my dears, and welcome! Feel free to pull up a chair and sit by the fire, for I have a story to tell you. Do you like scary stories? Well you're in luck but I warn you, by the time I am through with these tales, you will never be the same again. Happy nightmares, my lovelies! *I own none of this except for the ones titled original or personal**

Luke and Katie are just young 6th graders. They live a pretty typical life; up until everything turns upside down. Katie has a cousin, who is a complete psycho, as other people may say. Luke is constantly being followed around by a girl who is completely crazy for him. . . and will do anything to stop him from liking anyone else. But this is not the end of their problems; they go through many twists and turns; horror, peril, trauma, blood, and others death. Not to mention, the school they attend has some pretty dark secrets hidden within its seemingly quintessential walls that are meant to be kept completely clandestine. Will they be over to push past these challenges? Will they burn in the hell of it all? Will the world crash down around them? And a question we may all ask. . . will love bloom?

A load of two sentence long horror stories that I've heard or come up with

"Naomi, you've been missing for days! Hear me out." He grabs my arm, pulling me close into his chest. I try to fling his grip off of my wrist but he holds tight. "Let me go." I breathe out through clenched teeth. He has no right to ask me anything. He's nobody to me. I have no one now. I don't need anyone. "Talk to me, Naomi." He whispers, his lips inches away from my mine. My breath hitches. Why can't he just leave me alone? And why do I want him to stay? **** Naomi Harrison has always been an outcast. To society, her family, her school, and the world. If everyone's going to hate her anyway, she might as well give them a reason. That might include fights, blood and the trill of a kill, but she loves that stuff. She lives for it. She was satisfied with the thought of keeping everyone and everything away from her. Why would she? Bonds hurt too much to make. But when the new kid with cold eyes approaches her, although she wants to run in the opposite direction, he pulls her in. She can't help it. Lies and layers of the secrets in the past have built both from broken homes and pain, but will their meeting help ease the torture? Will either open up to healing? Or is it doomed from the start?