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 Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2006 12:24 pm
Ok, Our proposal is that I write the prologue and you write a story to go with it!! easy peasy, however, try and keep your storys, SHORT!! I don't want you to feel too restrained, that's why I don't really say any limitatations for how long it is. anyway, good luck. First prologue, coming up!!
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2006 12:27 pm
The first prologue: NO TITLE YET!!
I gave you my heart, but you threw it away. you thought you were free of me, didn't you, when I took my life? Well, you were wrong to think that, because, I'm the presence you feel as you walk home from school. I'm the owner of the laughter you hear when you fall. I'm the one who kisses you when you're awake and smothers you when you're asleep. For my presence shall always be with you, no matter how hard you try to shake it off, No matter where you go, I'm always there. As long as you hate me, I'll always be with you.
((Sounds alot like that new movie, 'just like heaven' dosen't it? xp anyway, GET WRITING!!))
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 1:35 am
"I gave you my heart, but you threw it away. you thought you were free of me, didn't you, when I took my life? Well, you were wrong to think that, because, I'm the presence you feel as you walk home from school. I'm the owner of the laughter you hear when you fall. I'm the one who kisses you when you're awake and smothers you when you're asleep. For my presence shall always be with you, no matter how hard you try to shake it off, No matter where you go, I'm always there. As long as you hate me, I'll always be with you." The specter who stood before daren said in a hollow, sadistic tone that echoed through the remaining ashes of what appeared to be his old home. The specter was of a women he once knew and loved, execpt the beauty that he once loved and adored was replaced by a horrid visage of burnt flesh and synged bone. The specter took a step foreward her arms stretched out before her as if to embrace deran, her face bearing a burnt smile.
Deran screamed like he had never screamed before, as he tumbled out of his twin sized bed. Beads of cold sweat dripped form his face as he shook his head to clear it of the nightmare. The dim red lights of his alarm clock read three Am, the same time, everytime. It had been like this since the fire that took his home and his girlfriend a month before, the police believed the fire to be an accident, but deran knew other wise. Daren sat on his bed, shaking his head as he weaped alittle. He hadn't slept a nights worth of rest for an entire month, and instead of going back to bed to face the demons yet again, he would just sit there in the dark waiting until the morning light gave him a small bit of comfort against the darkness. At six he left for his work like he always did, cafe windows held her image in the corner of his eyes, always making him catious, afraid, scared of anything and everything. His work also was going bad, due to his lack of staying awake during work hours he was finally laid off. This was the finale straw deran thought and so he left for the bar with what money they had given him as a fair well check. The bar was nice, serene, and best of all she was nowhere in sight.
"I'll have a shot of one fifty one." Beran said as he pointed to what was the strongest liquor in the bar. Shot after shot went down his throat, burning every inch on the way, yet soothing him into a near normal state. It was just then as he picked up his fourth shot a banshee's voice rang clearly through his head.
"As long as you hate me, I'll always be with you." It had said. Deran turned about as if he would die if he hadn't, the hairs on the back of his neck stood straight up as adrenaline now pumped through his system like lightning.
"hey man you alright?" the bartender asked as he noticed his patron beginning to act strange. deran simply told him he was fine, and then left with a bit of a stumble, everything will be alright he thought, for he had a plan. Deran stumbled back to his apprtment with new found vigor as he headed to the bathroom and pryed open the medical cabinate. He stared humgrily at each and every container of pills that rested before him, he had a plan, a very drunk plan, he would haunt the b***h back. Deran began to tear open and consume each and every pill that he had in his collection. tylenol,advil, kodien, zoloft, He ate them all with but a drunken grin on his face. And then he saw the razor.
"heh heh we'll see who haunting who soon baby." he said wickedly as he took the razor to his wrists and slahed them deep, drawing blood instantly. It was just then, in the corner of the mirror he saw his darkest fear. It was her, in all her fried glory, the same devious grin spread across her face. She took hold of his head as he tried to gasp for air and found none, her dead hollowed eyes tearing into his soul.
"And now you are mine." She said.
(might be a little long sorry xp
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 10:58 am
((Very cool, even if it is, a tad long. ok, I'll wait for a few more storys before putting up another prologue.))
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