Stalkerish cerita

I'm Rosette Wallet. This is my story of how I became obsessed. Of how I became insane. I couldn't have him, he was gay. However I could protect him. I was possessive over my toys. And I considered him to be my pretty little doll. Just for me. Only me. Mother would call me silly, saying I was becoming too infatuated for my own good. Well, what can I do? I've been smitten with him the moment I saw him.

When Rosa finds her roomate's dead body and is confronted by the killer she is offered an impossible choice...

"We're just staying after school hours to ghost hunt - what could possibly go wrong?" For the students of St. Paul's Catholic high school, a popular scary story to relay is the brutal murder of a member of the faculty eighteen years previously. As the tale goes, the mentally unstable janitor was the one who committed the grisly crime. In order to defeat or prove the still swirling rumors that the school is haunted by the ghost of the murdered woman, a group of film students decide to stay the night in a bid to finally debunk the rumors of a lady haunting the elite schools halls once and for all. But as the night goes on and the students begin to disappear one by one, they begin turning up in the same grisly matter of death as the murdered teacher. It begs the question - who's actually reenacting the murder? Maybe some legends are real... Amazing cover is by @DanceLikeMagicMike

Two completely different girls Two different loves What do they have in common? Welcome to 6th grade. Century? 21st

He would have her, one day. He's been watching for quite some time, observing from a distance, committing what she does to memory. It was his hobby, per say. He's always wanted her, always needed her. She's never noticed him, at least not yet. Eventually, he'll make her notice. But for now he stays in the shadows, because she's his secret, his obsession.

Kane Patterson was a Junior High school student, near the end of 8th grade. He was clearly worried about going into his freshmen year of high school, though it was pretty far off. He's glad to leave his so called "friends" behind as they told the school about his dirty little secret. Watch him go through the troubles of 8th grade and face the miserable life of being at a school where everyone hates him.

Rose Kuril has no idea what just happened to her. She was kidnapped brought to an abandoned warehouse and raped. Although she ends up falling for her stalker and running away with him, he's not as he seems. Add a weird encounter with Death himself. And a couple of dates with fate, you get a weird supernatural, paranormal about a girl who knew nothing and yet everything. *PS. Undergoing some super major editing as well as I might rewrite it. Have fun...*

Obsess Anxious, Is what I feel. A note, lay on my bedside table. 'You're Mine' Was on it. What's that suppose to mean? Ever since I came into this town there has been strange things happening to me. Who is my mysterious stalker? What does he want with me? And most of all, What does he mean with 'You're Mine' S§B

He barely notices me. He's basiclly perfect, But the only glances we catch is when he notices my existence. And they are my heaven. If only he knew me. I've never fit in. Not 'skinny'. Not 'pretty'. Not enough makeup on. Always get told 'your hair id weird like that'. If they did talk to me they would run om 30 seconds. It was very hard for me to make friends. I have one. My eyes are what scares people. My eyes are hazel. Brown, Black, and Grey/ Some are thich, some are thin. My skin is light ivory. My hair is blue and black. And one day he actullay noticed me. But what happens when she gets mad? She turns. And he gets the bad side of it. NOTE. Steal my fucking story and I wll cut you and make you into a cupcake. With NO FROSTING.

Mary is ignorant from her gorgeous looks and brave manner. She is hated She was sure she had done something wrong along the way. She was wrong. It was her soft milk chocolate waves, tanned completion and amber-hazel eyes. They were striking and foreign. None of her school had ever seen that beauty, her tanned skin wasn't Hispanic, it wasn't African-American. She was an odd combo, not from different races mixed together, she was German, and Scandinavian, often known to correspond with porcelain skin, blonde locks and light eyes. Her bold personality stuck out, not anything like a sore thumb, yet like a beautiful white rabbit walking into a heard of small, generic brown bunnies. As she had often heard. Before, 'Guys wanted her. Girls wanted to be her.' Yet, she hadn't once been asked out, there was only one reason for that. Samuel Carter His crush was a well known fact to everyone... Except for Mary.

Short creepy stories that make your spine tingle. The stories are not connected.

❝they say that if someone looks at you for more than 7 seconds, it's either they like you or they want to kill you. ❞ niall is a student and zayn is working in burger grill. [c] snakesinapayne #10 Poetry

A story about a girl and a guy, meeting when they both least expect it. Again and again. "Are you stalking me?" I ask with my hands on my hips. "Pfft.. Me? Stalk you? Hahaha yeah no. Even I have my standards.. But I can bring it up at the next stalker meeting to see if anyone else wants to? But I wouldn't get your hopes up" He smirks winking at me. That damn boy..

You felt an odd presence a few days ago, and it's starting to concern you a little bit. Your good friend Japan said he isn't going to be home for a few days...Then, who is watching?

just read it please

Prey-a person or thing that is the victim of an enemy, a swindler She was his obsession,his muse. But then she has to leave him but what if he wants her back?