Bedtime Stories...

Bedtime Stories...

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Do you ever get those instinctive rushes of adrenaline that make the hair on the back of your neck stand up? Or, for some reason, it wasn't the other sounds in the house, but this specific creak that made you curl up in your blanket at night? Yeah, yeah, it's just our wild imaginations, right? Think about it. Those monsters you think you saw or felt in your room at night as a child might just be a sign. What if, as we grow, we lose our ability to sense these undeniable creatures? What if those scary stories are true? Maybe, just maybe, as we lose the purity our minds held as young children, we lose our ability to sense things that shouldn't be part of this world, but are, indeed, present in places as secure as our homes. Our minds, now, are trained to recognize the real cruelties of the world, the stresses of everyday life, and, so, these things that leave just the slightest noticeable trace, are no longer real, per say, to us. But just suppose now, as you read off a phone screen in the dark, secure in your room, in your bed, that those stories and events are real.... Well, if you are ready to face the scary truths we have deemed as fictional events, brace yourself for these bedtime stories.......... © All rights reserved.
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(BBS x Reader) The heavy, raspy breathing of running footsteps and scared teenagers were all I could process. I couldn't remember how we got here or where the hell we were...but we were so scared. We were terrified. My eyes widened as I came to a crashing halt into a bush, the males following after as they toppled over each other, including me. "It was a clear fucking path- where did this come from?!" I wasn't up to throw out suggestions but it must've been whatever was keeping us here to have stopped us from leaving. "Get up, we need to run!" I said with a heavy breath of tiredness "No we need to plan! We need- wait who the hell are you?" Who am I? Who are they..? ~~~ First Published: ,'3 ~~~ "Y/N you're always day dreaming, ha ha!" I passed her a look of recognition as I pulled out a smile for her. "A wild imagination I guess." "Yeah, a still functional one really! You're such a creative person." "Creative enough to kick your ass." She howled with laughter as she pulled out her phone and challenged me to our favorite competitive game. Next thing I know, I was stuck in a ginormous sticky web with a hiss of something big coming... ~~~ This is gonna be a horror story and a lot of fears are going to be explored in this book. I will list them in the Prologue. Enjoy! First Published: Sep. 12, 2023

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