Project Fear(On Hold)

Project Fear(On Hold)

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My name is Dakota laden, I'm a documentary film-maker, for the past few years I've been investigating the paranormal with zak bagans and the ghost adventure crew.I grew up in a house where paranormal activity terrorized my entire family...it had gribbled my sister, my childhood bestfriend, and me ever since. So I have an a idea, a psychological experience where I would test how terror affects the human mind, what it reveals about our true selves, and how much of it a person can withstand to understand the paranormal first we need to over come our fear. Im leading us on a road trip to explore the most haunted abandoned places in all of america, each night we'll separate and sleep alone the catch is, I'm the only one who knows where we're going. Credit goes to travel channel and Dakota laden for the introduction and title. Enjoy (:
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I killed my friends and it's my fault. But feels unexpectedly euphoric... Kyra is the Devils daughter but she doesn't know it. Soon she meets Coen (a guy with a rich history and inhumanly talents), little do they know what's in store for them. "I have just stabbed my favourite teacher. What is wrong with me. There's blood coming out of her chest, more and more as her heart pumps. But it's already too late because I see my scissors sticking up from her ribs as I feel unnaturally good. All of the guilt has somehow oozed out of me. I remember that I feel good only after the person has died so she must be dead. There is silence for about 10 seconds then everyone starts screaming and runs to the other side of the room to me. I don't know why but this is kinda fun. I slowly walk towards them, smirking, as the guy who bullied me for me whole life is shaking and grabbing onto his best friends shoulders. I'm not going to hurt them but it is fun torturing them. He has made my life miserable for 11 years so I'm not going to leave without out evening out the mental and physical indents he has had on my life. All those sleepless nights of crying, cut and bruises he has given me. I continue to walk even closer, everyone has started to back slowly away from him. He lets out a stupid high-pitched scream as I whisper to him." I swear I'm not a psychopath.

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