Horror
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Puppet Boy by z0mbies
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"My beautiful Puppet Boy and my beautiful Puppet Girl." A teenage boy and girl find themselves trapped in the lair of a crazy man obsessed with human puppetry. __________________ #1 in horror - 12/6/15 [featured - 12/30/15] IMPORTANT NOTICE - if you're reading this story on a site that is not www.wattpad.com then you could be at risk of a malware attack. Furthermore, please go to this link: www.wattpad.com/user/z0mbies, and report to me where you are reading this story. Thank you. WARNING: This story contains distressing material. Reader discretion advised. The characters in this book are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.
Dead and Not Buried by makeandoffer
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Leah Preston was a normal 17 year old girl, until she wakes up and finds herself staring at her own lifeless body. She has no idea what happened to her or how she died, and the only person who can see her is her sworn enemy Jared. Neither of them have a choice, they must put their differences aside in order to find out what really happened to Leah and how she died, or better yet, who killed her, while at the same time fighting each other and the feelings they are beginning to develop. ©makeandoffer
The Hacker (short story version) by Pixee_Styx
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Amber gets a strange message. Then unfortunate events leave her stranded and being chased by a madman wielding an axe. *In The Hacker, Sam Smith gives a personal twist to the classic slasher genre.* **I'm currently working on making this story longer. Adding new characters, new twists. Please be sure to check out the full version for more gore and more fear!**
I Faked My Suicide by xuishie
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Her mother is embarrassed of her. Her father doesn't care about her. The rest of her family thinks she's a bad influence on the little ones. Society thinks she's a freak. She gets bullied at school for what she wears and listening to the wrong kind of music. Out of all this her best friend still thinks she's perfect, inside and out. She wants to get away from all the judgmental eyes and she's knows the perfect way. Suicide. She'll never commit it and leave him to defend for himself even though he says he'll be fine. But once she gets pushed over the edge, she goes as far as faking her suicide, with the help of her best friend. Jess and Ronnie have finally escaped judgmental Ohio and eloped to Rhode Island. What will they discover with their new found freedom? *Revising* DO NOT READ THIS OMG THIS IS THE MOST DISGUSTING WRITING I HAVE EVER DONE YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED
Whatever You Do, Don't Read This (A Horror Short Story) by adam_and_jane
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On Halloween night, a Wattpad fanfic writer receives a mysterious message in her inbox: WHATEVER YOU DO, DON'T READ THIS... She should've listened.
The Cellar by natashapreston
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For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...
Society Killed The Teenager by Mariaalarcon12
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"I've always had this feeling that I wouldn't live to see past 30. Life has always been hard for me and I know that one day, it'll kill me." I put down my pen and slash my wrists, painting the paper a beautiful red. I look at the note and tuck it in a book for safe keeping. I look down at my thighs and see the words "die" and "you won't be missed" etched in to my skin, glowing in the lamp light. I reach for the Advil on my desktop and open the bottle, throwing my head back and gulping down as many as my throat would allow. I sigh and stumble to my bed, a wicked smile on my face and an excited feeling in my stomach. Awaiting death makes me feel alive.