Who knew that death itself was seeking every single student it came across. The lies and torture that brought London High School to this state is yet to be discovered. Each student either; Disappears, dies or ends up in a fatal situation. Only they didn't know what was out to get them and yet they laughed and scarred many victims. All of this creating the one 'Pyscho girl' that should have never existed. Now, in every corner you remain, someone or something will be watching you. The school itself became haunted with the number of deaths that remained hidden deep in hell. Once you make a move there is no going back When I opened my eyes I knew that nothing in my miserable life prior to that moment could possibly be as bad as what was about to happen. I was lying on the cold floor of a classroom where only the fading sun’s light could reach me. I tried moving, until I realise the thickened rope around my ankles - so tight that the red marks around them worsened to darkened bruises. Dark stains on the floor suggest blood. But it was the chair with dangling ropes; to hold someone down unwillingly that confirmed my suspicions. A darkened figure advances from out of the dusky, black corners of the room. It approaches me, closer and closer. The figure was unidentified as it wore a paper bag on it’s head; most definitely to hide what it was about to commit. It was the school uniform that gave half of it’s identity away; the feminine version of our school’s uniform...

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Pano ka ulit magmamahal kung may past relationship ka na ginawa kang bitter ng sobra at pinahina ang self confidence mo? Pano ka din magmamahal kung never ka pa nakakapasok sa isang relationship? Siguro matatakot ka dahil ayaw mong mabaliwala ang magigiging first mo. Pero its not about the number. Its how you handle the present relationship diba? Basahin at kiligin ^__^ sana magustuhan niyo ang kwento nila YE-NAH

A collection of paranormal, horror and fantasy short stories woven around old legends, odd characters, the occasional werewolf and the darkness within, some of which have been published or picked up the odd award. There are things you cannot see unless they want to be seen, and some legends linger on despite the modern world. A Gift in the Dark is a compilation of short works, many based around old myths and legends, and starts with a tale of a miner's descent into madness, history and legend, drifts through darkness, past a retelling of Red Riding Hood, up a crane, and along to the end of the world.

Jade was a normal high school senior girl, with a mundane life. She was pleased with what she had, even if it was not perfect. A fall, and a pair of red scissor later caused Jade to sign away her life to death. Not realizing her mistake, her life is thrown into the world of misery, death and dying. She must overcome the death that once was so close to taking her own life and start taking others. ******** No bigger than a regular kitchen knife, laid a dagger on my desk. A snake coiled around the blood red handle. The sharp silver end glared back at me. On the back of the blade was something that weird me out the most. My name, Jade Arethusa

WARNING!!!! UNDERCONSTRUCTION/REVISING/EDITING/INCOMPLETE. Thank you very much. Intro up to Chapters 1 - 25 are already revised. Chapter 26 - Epilogue, doesn't have any content.