I haven't heard a decent scary story in a long time. Give me your best. And your best isn't constant gore (some is ok but too much is uncreative and boring)
I see /x/ can do a lot of mumbo jumbo but can't tell a classic scary story
>>119604100
Oh god
>>19604123
Was the picture too much?
One day I opened my closet and a werewolf jumped out
>>19603951
>be me
>yes, me
>a cup of tea
>a bit of pee
>walk to the toilet
>dont want to spoil it
>sit down with a frown
>worst shit ever in town
>get up wash hand
>see man join band
>walk outside
>can never hide
>sun says hi
>so do i
>bright in my eye
>the devil is a lie
>i put on my hat
>i had a good sat
>i play my trumpet
>dont want to flunk it
>had biscuits and crumpets
>time to play, lets
>down i go
>merry old hoe
>the whole city hears
>the whole city fears
>the thing on the street
>the thing that they see
>who is it
>its me
>yes, me
I can't write for shit. It also doesn't help I don't get scared anymore, so I don't really know what is or isn't horror. I'm just dead inside, at a fundamental level. Hell, I'm listening to Finnish folk music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4om1rQKPijI), how does life even get to this point?
I've been chemically fucking my brain for years to fight my insanity, and all it has done is made me dumber, I'm no longer quick, no longer sharp, no longer creative. The only thing left in my head is a primitive instinct I installed in myself to fight against my own mind. I am an empty shell, the true light has left my heart, my thoughts are brief and fleeting, I am cattle. And what's worse, all is in vain, I feel my inner demons clawing their way out. Because you can't fight forever, and with the natural degradidation of the human brain and with my illness, I'm- no not me, this shell will lose the war of attrition. I have now for years, for a DECADE pushed people away, hid, squandered my life, because the only thing I feared was that I would lose control, become a danger. And that fear is an inevitable truth.
I shouldn't even worry about losing control anymore, the me as I see me died a long long long time ago anyway. This isn't even hell anymore, but some bland oblivion. So here have something I saved, I'm not even sure if it is worth reading. But I'm sure this post is not, and I'm sorry if you wasted enough time to reach this point.
>>19604196
AHOY MY BOY
ITS a nice day today
for a play
in the rain
in spain
with mane
>>19604196
>the devil is a lie
Don't insult my Father like that.
>>19604201
>YES you see, you see!
>we can all be like me!
>go outside, never hide!
>have a trumpeting spree!
>what everyone hears!
>what everyone sees!
>what everyone reads!
>what everyone needs!
>i need not be there, just reading this and you'll be
>a slave to your happiness, untruthfully free!
>I give it two days
>or maybe three
>but pretty soon you'll be
>just like me!
>>19604203
>and who might you be?
>a satanist, purist, or baptist McGee?
>You've a flag of a goat
>Darth Vader's afloat
>I see a mustache near moat
>And a family picture, no, don't
>you say that's your father
>but who is their daughter?
>who holds the reigns?
>who holds the chains?
>the devil's my bitch
>but don't worry, i'm no snitch
>we can all be happy
>we can all be free
>it's so easy, you see!
>soon you'll be just like me!
>>19604225
The real question is, can you eat out my ass?