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Human Sacrifice in Wonderland 02 Chapter 2: the kid in white
At the end of this kind of tunnel, I found what i believed was a child, of no more than 8 years old. He had black hair, quite large for a boy I must remark, the reason why his eyes where unavailable to be seen, he had a white shirt, and veigue-colored shorts. Also, he had a pair of brown shinny shoes whith white socks.
"We've been expecting you dear sixth!" he told me "On time, as always. A good habbit you have always had!". though he appeared to know me, i hadn't see him in all my life at all. "pardon my ignorance -I said with a bit of curiosity- but, who are you?". "My my... - he said- you dont remember me do you?", "I must say I dont, my little friend". "DON'T CALL ME LITTLE! -he shoutted fiercely- DON'T EVER CALL ME LITTLE AGAIN!". "Pardon my rudeness -I replied- I didn't knew that it woul
creepypasta: fatal frame 2: mayu's deathI, like all of you reading this, may remember the game fatal frame 2, the one of the lost village. You can remember the final of it, don't you? Well, i have to began thinking it and took me to an conclusion: all of us caused her death. When we had her at our side, we hated how she was slow, useless and always yelling: "dont go too far", she was easily captured by the ghosts in every mansion, and she had all the fault of going there in the first place. Then you had to search her all over, just to see how she was kiddnaped again. You hated her, you wanted to get rid of her, at the point of sometimes even leaving her alone and trying to get out of the village, just to encounter that it would be an game over. Your hate to her grew bigger and bigger. At the end, when she asked mio to kill her, you were yelling "dont do it!" but it was late, your wish had been granted. Your hate to her becamed materialized, and you made her die, then, you tried to replay the game, and even got the ending whe
Leaving Southampton She was in the kitchen when he stumbled in noisily, tripping as he went past the shelves and catching the edge of the table to keep himself from falling.
Pretending not to hear the stream of curses that followed, she kept her eyes fixed on the dishes, letting her hand trail in the soapy water. There was a loud scraping of wood against grimy concrete as he drew a chair and collapsed into it. At this she looked up, and after a moment's hesitation, she said, unnecessarily, "You've been drinking."
He clutched his head and said nothing. He hadn't shaved in weeks and stank of sweat and alcohol; he looked much older than his eighteen years.
They sat in silence for a while. Then he announced, loudly, "Fuck."
She didn't bother to tell him off. She just waited. And jumped when he suddenly brought his fist down, hard, onto the table.
"Our lives here are s
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