Scissors and Glue - ♡ Francesca ♡ - Wattpad

Story cover for Scissors and Glue by _MissBrunette_

Scissors and Glue

Reads 23
Votes 3
Parts 1
Time <5 mins

Reads 23
Votes 3
Parts 1
Time <5 mins

Mature

devilish glue horror mysterious scary scissors

WARNING: BOOK CONTAINS VIOLENCE AND MATURE THEMES...


"I wonder what we can make with scissors and glue..." A devilish grin began to form upon her face. 'We' meaning her next victims, those who she'd make life hell for. She was pacing around in the arts classroom, which she had completely destroyed. Pens and crayons were sprawled all over the floor. Red paint had spilt all over the hexagon shaped tiles, giving the perfect illusion of blood splatters. She was alone...
Or at least she thought...All Rights Reserved

devilish glue horror mysterious scary scissors

Table of contents

Chapter 1.
Sat, Apr 8, 2017

1 part

Chapter 1.
Sat, Apr 8, 2017

Sign up to add Scissors and Glue to your library and receive updates

or

Content Guidelines

You may also like

Run Rabbit ~ Hyunsung by f3arye

Jisung realized that staying in the same town where his attempted murder was still unsolved might have been a bad choice. Unlucky that he'd only realized that after he'd started college there and a string of murders surround the campus in a ring of blood, strikingly similar to the one he kept having nightmares about after his brush with death. It would also help if his best friend's roommate didn't seem hell-bent on making him believe he was the one responsible for the bloody attacks. "Why should I fear the inevitable, I know what I am. Hell was always what would be waiting for me, I've learnt to be okay with that and you will too," he brushed a damp strand of hair out of his lover's face. "Besides, If you're with me even that will feel like heaven darling" he said stroking the boy's pale cheek. He leaned down to link their fingers together, steadying the younger's shaking hand smearing the deep red blood on both their hands, staining his skin with the other's sin.

Braided Halo (Sweden x Abused! Reader) by mewbbydude

(Eight part story) You looked up to see that your room was completely painted in black, but the words written in red were gone, along with the voices. You shakily got to your feet, thinking it was over with. You were far from right. You looked towards the doorway to try and escape your horrible room. Your eyes immediately widened, filling with tears. You backed away, finally giving up and completely letting your emotions play across your face, despite who was standing in front of your door with a knife in her hand. (I don't own you, Hetalia, the picture, or Sweden. I own the storyline.)

Squeak by anboyden

She was the undesired outcast, who stood out, yet simultaneously blended effortlessly into the background. I could see the panic in her glassy brown eyes as she prayed her way through the crowded hallways. She'd tightly clutch that cross around her neck, full lips whispering, asking her God to spare her from their scornful glares, hateful comments, and the occasional rough-up. Silly girl. Did she not know that he was not listening and he would never save her? Like Jesus, she was the sacrificial lamb. The anxiety-riddled girl would burst through the doors of the school's library with her chest heaving, heart racing, and sweat dripping from her temples. I'd watch her from the shadows as she stored her items behind the check-out counter, preparing for her free period she spent assisting the school librarian. I clenched my teeth, watching her wheel a cart of books throughout the aisles as she cheerfully hummed her Sunday hymnals. She wore a green and blue pinafore dress that fell mid-calf on her shapely body. She attempted to hide that body from me with oversized clothes, but you could never outfox a fox. They spoke pure blasphemy when they labeled her undesirable because I desired Jezebel Holmes in the worst way. Those opaque white stockings our classmates teased her for wearing did nothing but spur countless hours of fantasies. I'd dream about ripping her tights apart, right at her center, revealing her virginal cotton white panties covering her untouched paradise. I'd yank them to the side and taste her fear in her cum. Her stockings would find themselves strangling her neck while I fucked a believer out of her. I would be the one she'd pray to absolve her of her sins. I would be the one she would seek protection from. I would be her guiding light. I would be her God. #1 in Dark Romance #1 in Tainted Love #1 in Preacher's Daughter 1st Place in General Category - Hearts Award

Not Crazy to Me | Slashers x Nurse!Reader by BlankHorrific

A broke, unemployed girl with a nursing degree who just can't seem to find a job... until she finds an ad in the paper for an insane asylum. The job is as a simple caretaker, so it's not exactly the height of what she could do, but it payed... surprisingly well, and offered a place to stay on nights she was too tired for the two hour drive between the asylum and her apartment. It was too good to pass up. Or at least, it SEEMED like it was, until she found out about the patients.

House Of Horrors by gunnsnrossesgirl

A fun trip to a haunted house turns into a grisly nightmare after a group of teens go in after hours. They think it's just well put together, but what if it's something more? From eight friends... to seven... to five... people are disappearing, and everyone starts to wonder if the doll's eyes really did move... REMASTERED 2021 * I wrote this story in 2011 when I was thirteen years old, I've rewrote it and left it up for all of the people who've show love and support for my simple horror story. Thank you for years of happiness on wattpad!

(4th) Infected by Kixt_da_writer

My weapon slips from my loose grip, clattering on the ground as I allow myself to take a breath before turning to Jen. She looks up at me weakly, a whimper breaking past her blood-filled mouth, struggling to say something. I crouched down next to her, quickly applying pressure to the wound on her gut. She flinches, convulsing, then coughs up more blood. I shake my head, knowing is impossible for me to save her, but I try anyway. "C-Come on J-Jen, stay with me." She trembles violently, but the tiniest smile creeps onto her face. "Th... That's sweet P-Pat...b...but it's just... a dream... remember?" She starts to close our eyes, seeming to accept death. "N-No... No no no! Don't you dare!" My shouting causes Jen to look up at me again. I start to shake, tears lining my eyes. I can't take this. I just can't. "I can't watch you die... not again..." She stares at me for a moment, about to speak when something behind me catches her attention. A familiar shadow looms over me, and I look up just in time to see two gleaming red eyes, with black, dragon-like pupils. "You won't have to." He chuckles, slitting my throat before I can scream. Warning for slight gore, depression, and violence.

Stories I made last year that I can't just leave unintended by deadpuppetboi

I made these stories back when I had the capability to write as much as I could until my school decided to kill me. So enjoy these stories that have gore, dead kids, depressing stuff, and whatnot. Good luck. Oh yeah, there's a lot of GORE did I mention that?

Hide and Seek in the Dark (Being Rewritten) by The-Pirates-Pen

The squeezing around my throat started again and I could feel hot tears burning tracks down my face as I struggled to breathe. Benjamin's attacker laughed cruelly, softly, in his ear. "You're going to die," he growled. And then pain so intense in my leg I screamed and everything went black. _________________________________________ It's been just over two months since Christine Thompson moved with her mother to Day Lightens, Montana and things are finally starting to look up for her. She's making friends, finally beginning to fit in at school, and aside from completely hating her new boyfriend's guts everything is going great. That is, until she has yet another episode; an out of body experience with Benjamin, the 6 year old who turned her into the light-o-phobic night walker she is now. He's scared and in desperate need of a savior. Christine. But, she can't save him alone. Christine will need the help of her new pack of paranormal friends, including her insufferable teacher, Gabriel Steele. But can she save Benjamin in time? Or will this dangerous game of hide and seek lead to a disastrous end? *Book Two of the In the Dark Series* -In Need of Editing- Cover art made by: MellowDramatic

Dripping Ink [Bendy X Reader] by Amberzoeheart

It was nothing but a dreadful demon that lead me to this godforsaken studio. A demon that only casted fear upon us all. Ink drips down these walls all day and it makes me sick. Depressing whispers fill all rooms to only give me the feeling of uneasiness. But I knew I couldn't go. I knew I was destined to be here. I, (Y/N) (L/N), knew that the Ink demon needed me. And that's the reason I came.... (This is a Bendy X Female!Reader. And I don't own batim). -Also this was my first story so don't take it too seriously. Started: 8th July 2020 Ended: 12th February 2021

Secret Mind ✓ by sadlyish

"She's right! She's right! I don't cut in the right spot." My hold tightens on my wrist. The red blood oozes out of my wrist. I slide up and grab my bag and run out of the bathroom. I don't care if people can see the blood I just want to get out. I race for the doors and shove through people. I earn a lot of glares and glances that read "weirdo." I ignore and push. I run to my house and lock myself in my bathroom. I don't bother closing the front door cause I don't care if people come in to kill me. I grab my razor and cut deep cuts into my arm and wrists falling into a pool of my own blood. • • • Evangeline has a great life. Friends? Check! Good grades? Check! Loving family? Check! But what if she has secrets that nobody knows of? What if the only thing she can trust is her secret diary? What if slowly but surly she's dying inside? How can an innocent twelve year old deal with these problems? Will she keep on facing these problem till the day she breaks. Her school burns down forcing her into a different school to meet different people and she has to fit into a different lifestyle as well. Meet Evangeline. Now at 17 years of age in a new high school. Not all girls anymore. No uniform. Meet Drake. Your classic bad-boy. He just moved to Saint Abigail high school. He is assigned partners with the quiet, calm, unnoticed Evangeline. As time progresses he finds that she isn't as happy on the inside as she is on the outside. Can he save her? Or is it too late? • • • Some rude language. Depression and cutting. Don't say I didn't warn you. Okay, I wrote this at the start of this year (may 2016) and I had very poor writing skills. This book hasn't been edited and the whole idea is cliche so I wouldn't recommend you read it but I'm not stopping you, either. Read at your own risk. • • • Copyright © 2017 by -moonlust. All rights reserved.

You may also like

Slide 1 of 10

Run Rabbit ~ Hyunsung cover

Braided Halo (Sweden x Abused! Reader) cover

Not Crazy to Me | Slashers x Nurse!Reader cover

House Of Horrors cover

(4th) Infected cover

Stories I made last year that I can't just leave unintended cover

Hide and Seek in the Dark (Being Rewritten) cover

Dripping Ink [Bendy X Reader] cover

Secret Mind ✓ cover

Run Rabbit ~ Hyunsung

Jisung realized that staying in the same town where his attempted murder was still unsolved might have been a bad choice. Unlucky that he'd only realized that after he'd started college there and a string of murders surround the campus in a ring of blood, strikingly similar to the one he kept having nightmares about after his brush with death. It would also help if his best friend's roommate didn't seem hell-bent on making him believe he was the one responsible for the bloody attacks. "Why should I fear the inevitable, I know what I am. Hell was always what would be waiting for me, I've learnt to be okay with that and you will too," he brushed a damp strand of hair out of his lover's face. "Besides, If you're with me even that will feel like heaven darling" he said stroking the boy's pale cheek. He leaned down to link their fingers together, steadying the younger's shaking hand smearing the deep red blood on both their hands, staining his skin with the other's sin.