Hellobob5

Part 1: To The Woods
I've always been quite an avid fan of reading creepy pastas. They scare me to **** but I just can’t stop reading them. I’ve led awake for hours after reading them, being terrified if do close my eyes there will be something in the dark abyss of my room to grab me with long claws and tear me apart or pull me into a deeper darkness than what I experience at night. I read these stories and sometimes I feel safe, that nothing like this could ever happen to me, a false sense ...

I've decided that i'm going to do a weekly (maybe fortnightly) fiction blog where i write a story over a few months or so. ere is what I've got so far:

I ran across the lawn, the slippery grass underfoot as the rain pelted down. I skidded across the garden, leaving bulbs of dark, dead flowers scattered acrosss it. I looked behing me and saw the shadow pursuing me form the raging night, its arms outstretched, begging for my flesh.

I broke through the window, jumping ...