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r/TwoSentenceHorror 12 hr. ago GileadPromoter I approached the familiar woman in large sunglasses asking if we had met before. It wasn't until she removed her sunglasses that I remembered our first encounter in Athena's temple all those years ago...

Wʜᴇɴ ᴍʏ sᴏɴ ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜʏ I ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇs ᴄʟᴏsᴇᴅ, I ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ sʜᴏᴡ ʜɪᴍ ᴡʜʏ. As ʜᴇ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇɴᴇᴅ, I ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛᴛᴇᴅ sʜᴏᴡɪɴɢ ʜɪᴍ ᴀs I ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴏɴᴇ...

Jan 09, 2015 09:58AM c.c. (utopiosphere) ╳ ──── Mᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs Aɴᴅ Mᴏʀᴇ Cerberus ➸ ᴀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ-ʜᴇᴀᴅᴇᴅ ʜᴇʟʟʜᴏᴜɴᴅ wʜo ɢᴜᴀʀᴅs ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴛʀᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴡᴏʀʟᴅ Charon ➸ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴇʀʀʏᴍᴀɴ ᴡʜᴏ ғᴇʀʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴡᴏʀʟᴅ Chiron ➸ ᴀ ᴄᴇɴᴛᴀᴜʀ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴀs ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ғᴏʀ ʜɪs ʏᴏᴜᴛʜ-ɴᴜʀᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ Deino ➸ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀᴇᴀ — ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ sɪsᴛᴇʀs ᴡʜᴏ sʜᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ᴇʏᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏᴏᴛʜ ᴀᴍᴏɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ Enyo ➸ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀᴇᴀ — ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ sɪsᴛᴇʀs ᴡʜᴏ sʜᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ᴇʏᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏᴏᴛʜ ᴀᴍᴏɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ Euryale ➸ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏʀɢᴏɴs — ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴠɪᴄɪᴏᴜs sɪsᴛᴇʀs ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙʀᴀss ʜᴀɴᴅs, sʜᴀʀᴘ ғᴀɴɢs, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀɪʀ ᴏғ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ, ᴠᴇɴᴏᴍᴏᴜs sɴᴀᴋᴇs Ladon ➸ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇʀᴘᴇɴᴛ-ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴡɪɴᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴡɪsᴛᴇᴅ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴇᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀʀᴅᴇɴ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇsᴘᴇʀɪᴅᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴜᴀʀᴅᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ᴀᴘᴘʟᴇs Lamia ➸ ᴀ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ ϙᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴏғ ʟɪʙʏᴀ ᴡʜᴏ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ-ᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴅᴀᴇᴍᴏɴ Medusa ➸ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏʀɢᴏɴs — ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴠɪᴄɪᴏᴜs sɪsᴛᴇʀs ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙʀᴀss ʜᴀɴᴅs, sʜᴀʀᴘ ғᴀɴɢs, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀɪʀ ᴏғ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ, ᴠᴇɴᴏᴍᴏᴜs sɴᴀᴋᴇs; ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟ ɢᴏʀɢᴏɴ Minotaur ➸ ᴀ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴏғ ᴀ ʙᴜʟʟ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴏғ ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ ᴡʜᴏ ɢᴜᴀʀᴅᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀʙʏʀɪɴᴛʜ Pemphredo ➸ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀᴇᴀ — ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ sɪsᴛᴇʀs ᴡʜᴏ sʜᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ᴇʏᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏᴏᴛʜ ᴀᴍᴏɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ Scylla ➸ ᴀ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ ɴᴀɪᴀᴅ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴀs ᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴘᴏsᴇɪᴅᴏɴ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜs ᴀᴍᴘʜɪᴛʀɪᴛᴇ ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀ ʙʏ ᴘᴏɪsᴏɴɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ sᴘʀɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ sʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴀᴛʜᴇ Sphinx ➸ ᴀ ᴛʀᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀᴏᴜs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇʀᴄɪʟᴇss ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀᴜɴᴄʜᴇs ᴏғ ᴀ ʟɪᴏɴ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴɢs ᴏғ ᴀ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ʙɪʀᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴄᴇ ᴏғ ᴀ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ᴡʜᴏ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴛᴇ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴀɴsᴡᴇʀ ɪᴛs ʀɪᴅᴅʟᴇ Stheno ➸ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏʀɢᴏɴs — ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴠɪᴄɪᴏᴜs sɪsᴛᴇʀs ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙʀᴀss ʜᴀɴᴅs, sʜᴀʀᴘ ғᴀɴɢs, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀɪʀ ᴏғ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ, ᴠᴇɴᴏᴍᴏᴜs sɴᴀᴋᴇs |

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Mᴀʀʟᴀ's ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ʜᴀs ᴍᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴡɴ ᴏғ Rɪᴠᴇʀ Fᴀʟʟs, ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜsʟʏ ʟɪᴠᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙɪɢ ᴄɪᴛʏ. Oɴᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ sʜᴇ ғɪɴᴅs ᴀ sᴛʀᴀʏ ᴄᴀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴛ ɴᴀᴍɪɴɢ ɪᴛ Mɪsᴛʏ. Tʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴅᴀʏ, Mᴀʀʟᴀ ɪs ᴘʀᴇᴘᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ᴏᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇ ʙᴜᴛ Mɪsᴛʏ ʙᴇɢɪɴs ʜɪssɪɴɢ. Mᴀʀʟᴀ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇs ᴛᴏ sᴛᴀʏ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ Mɪsᴛʏ ᴄᴀʟᴍ. Tʜᴀᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ Mᴀʀʟᴀ ɪs ᴀᴡᴏᴋᴇɴ ғʀᴏᴍ ʜᴇʀ sʟᴇᴇᴘ ᴡʜᴇɴ Mɪsᴛʏ sɪᴛs ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ ғᴀᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇᴀʀʟʏ sᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀs. Tʜᴇ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴅᴀʏ, Mᴀʀʟᴀ ɪs ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʜɪɢʜ ᴅɪᴠᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴇ ғᴇʟᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙʀᴜsʜ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ʜᴇʀ ʟᴇɢs. Sʜᴇ ɴᴇᴀʀʟʏ ᴛʀɪᴘs ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʟᴍᴏsᴛ ᴅʀᴏᴡɴs. As ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴘᴀssᴇs, Mᴀʀʟᴀ sᴛᴀʀᴛs ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʟʏ. Sʜᴇ ᴄʀᴀᴠᴇs ᴛᴜɴᴀ ᴄᴀssᴇʀᴏʟᴇ. Aᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ, sʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀs ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀs, ᴛᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴇɴᴛɪᴛʏ ᴡᴀɴᴛs ᴛᴏ sᴛᴇᴀʟ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ɪᴛ ʜᴀs ʟɪᴠᴇᴅ ɴɪɴᴇ ʟɪᴠᴇs. Tʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ, sʜᴇ's ᴜɴᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴ ᴡʜᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴏʀ ɴᴏᴛ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍɪɴɢ. Lᴀᴛᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏ, Mᴀʀʟᴀ ʙᴇɢɪɴs ᴀᴅᴅɪɴɢ ᴀʟʟ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛs ᴜᴘ, ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs ᴛʜᴀᴛ sʜᴇ ᴍᴜsᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ʀɪᴅ ᴏғ Mɪsᴛʏ. Mᴀʀʟᴀ ᴛᴀᴋᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴀɴ ᴀɴɪᴍᴀʟ sʜᴇʟᴛᴇʀ, ʙᴜᴛ Mɪsᴛʏ sᴏᴍᴇʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ɪᴛ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ʜᴏᴍᴇ. Mᴀʀʟᴀ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴘᴜᴛ Mɪsᴛʏ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴄᴀɢᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴏɴ ᴀ ʙᴜs ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴛʀᴀᴠᴇʟɪɴɢ ғᴀʀ ᴀᴡᴀʏ. Mᴀʀʟᴀ ᴘᴜᴛs Mɪsᴛʏ's ᴄᴀɢᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀsᴋᴇᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ғʀᴏɴᴛ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ ʙɪᴋᴇ. Wʜɪʟᴇ Mᴀʀʟᴀ sᴛᴏᴘs ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅʀɪɴᴋ, Mɪsᴛʏ ɪs ʀᴜɴ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʙʏ ᴀ ᴅʀɪᴠᴇʀ, ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴛ sᴇᴇᴍs ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴇsᴄᴀᴘᴇᴅ. Mᴀʀʟᴀ ɪs ʀᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴇᴍɪɴɢʟʏ ʙɪᴛᴛᴇʀsᴡᴇᴇᴛ ᴅᴇᴍɪsᴇ. Hᴏᴡᴇᴠᴇʀ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ Mᴀʀʟᴀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ᴀ ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴛᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴇɪɢʜᴛ ʟɪᴠᴇs ʀᴇᴍᴀɪɴ...

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ʳ/ˢᶜᵃʳʸˢᵗᵒʳⁱᵉˢ ¹⁵ ʰʳ‧ ᵃᵍᵒ ᴰʳᵉᵃᵈ_ᴿᵉᵃᵖᵉʳ_ ᵀʰᵉ ᴾˡᵃʸᵍʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᴵⁿ ᵃ ᑫᵘⁱᵉᵗ⸴ ᵃᵇᵃⁿᵈᵒⁿᵉᵈ ˢᶜʰᵒᵒˡ⸴ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵃᵘᵍʰᵗᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈʳᵉⁿ ᵘˢᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵉᶜʰᵒ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵃˡˡˢ‧ ᴼⁿᵉ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ⸴ ᵃ ʲᵃⁿⁱᵗᵒʳ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ᶠᵃⁱⁿᵗ ᵍⁱᵍᵍˡᵉˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶠᵒˡˡᵒʷᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖˡᵃʸᵍʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ‧ ᵀʰᵉʳᵉ⸴ ʰᵉ ˢᵃʷ ˢʷⁱⁿᵍˢ ᵐᵒᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ᵒʷⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢʰᵃᵈᵒʷˢ ᵒᶠ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈʳᵉⁿ ᵖˡᵃʸⁱⁿᵍ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ᵃᵖᵖʳᵒᵃᶜʰᵉᵈ⸴ ᵗʰᵉ ˢʷⁱⁿᵍˢ ˢᵘᵈᵈᵉⁿˡʸ ˢᵗᵒᵖᵖᵉᵈ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈʳᵉⁿ'ˢ ˡᵃᵘᵍʰᵗᵉʳ ᵗᵘʳⁿᵉᵈ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ˢⁱⁿⁱˢᵗᵉʳ ʷʰⁱˢᵖᵉʳˢ⸴ ʳᵉᵛᵉᵃˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʰᵒˢᵗˢ ᵒᶠ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈʳᵉⁿ ʷʰᵒ ʰᵃᵈ ᵈⁱᵉᵈ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᶜʰᵒᵒˡ‧ ᵀʰᵉⁿ⸴ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ˢʷⁱⁿᵍˢ ᶜʳᵉᵃᵏᵉᵈ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵐᵒᵗⁱᵒⁿ⸴ ʳᵉᵛᵉᵃˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ᵍʰᵒˢᵗˡʸ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʰᵒˡˡᵒʷ ᵉʸᵉˢ⸴ ʷʰⁱˢᵖᵉʳⁱⁿᵍ⸴ "ʲᵒⁱⁿ ᵘˢ ᶠᵒʳᵉᵛᵉʳ‧"

Jᴇʟʟʏ_Bᴇᴀɴ36 I ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴀʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ I ғᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴏᴜɴᴛᴀɪɴ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜᴛʜ ᴀs ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀʀᴋ ᴏғ ᴍʏ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴅᴀʏ ᴏғ ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟɪᴛʏ. Nᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ʀᴀᴄᴇ ʜᴀs ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴡɪᴘᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ I'ᴍ ᴀʟʟ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ.

ʳ/ᵀʷᵒᔆᵉⁿᵗᵉⁿᶜᵉᴴᵒʳʳᵒʳ ³ ᵈᵃʸˢ ᵃᵍᵒ ᴿᵉᶜᵒᵍⁿⁱᵗⁱᵒⁿᴵˡˡ⁷¹⁰⁷ ᴳʳᵃⁿᵈᵖᵃ ᵃˡʷᵃʸˢ ʷᵃʳⁿᵉᵈ ᵘˢ ᵗᵒ ˢᵗᵃʸ ᵃʷᵃʸ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵉˡˡ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒᵒᵈˢ ᶜˡᵃⁱᵐⁱⁿᵍ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ʰᵃᵘⁿᵗᵉᵈ‧ ᵂᵉ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᵇᵉˡⁱᵉᵛᵉ ʰⁱᵐ ᵘⁿᵗⁱˡ ᵗʰᵉ ᵛᵒⁱᶜᵉˢ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉᵈ ʷʰⁱˢᵖᵉʳⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵘˢ "ˡᵉᵗ ᵘˢ ᵒᵘᵗ⸴ ˡᵉᵗ ᵘˢ ᵒᵘᵗ⸴ ˡᵉᵗ ᵘˢ ᵒᵘᵗ‧‧‧"

I ʜᴀᴅ ᴀɴ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴀʀʏ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴀs ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ. Wᴇ ᴘʟᴀʏᴇᴅ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ғᴏʀ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ. Mʏ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴀʀʏ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴇᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ ᴍʏ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ɪɴ ᴀ sᴇɴsᴇ ᴏғ sᴀᴅɴᴇss. Eᴠᴇɴᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ʏᴇᴀʀs ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ I ᴅᴜɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴍʏ ᴍᴜᴍ's ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴛʀᴇᴇ ʀᴇᴄᴏʀᴅs ғᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴘᴀᴘᴇʀᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴡʜᴇɴ I sᴀᴡ ᴀ sᴛɪʟʟʙᴏʀɴ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴄᴇʀᴛɪғɪᴄᴀᴛᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ɴᴇᴡʙᴏʀɴ ᴡʜᴏ sʜᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ᴇxᴀᴄᴛ ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ. I ᴛʜᴇɴ ғᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ I ᴡᴀs ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴀ ᴛᴡɪɴ ᴀs ᴍʏ ᴍᴜᴍ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴅɪᴇᴅ ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴏᴜʀ ʙɪʀᴛʜ.

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Tʀᴜɴᴋ-ᴏʀ-Tʀᴇᴀᴛ /sʜᴏʀᴛsᴄᴀʀʏsᴛᴏʀɪᴇs GᴜʏAᴡᴋs Tʀᴜɴᴋ-ᴏʀ-Tʀᴇᴀᴛ “Is ᴛʜɪs ʏᴏᴜʀ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛʀᴜɴᴋ-ᴏʀ-ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ, Jᴀɴᴇᴛ? Yᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴏɴ Eᴅᴅʏ ᴀʀᴇ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪᴛ!” Mʏ ɴᴇɪɢʜʙᴏᴜʀ Yᴠᴇᴛᴛᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴍs ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴀᴅᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ғɪɴɪsʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʙᴡᴇʙs ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴍɪɴɪᴠᴀɴ’s ᴅɪsᴘʟᴀʏ. Aʟʟ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴋɪɴɢ ʟᴏᴛ ɪs ᴀ sᴇᴀ ᴏғ sɪᴍɪʟᴀʀ Hᴀʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴅᴇᴄᴏʀ ɪɴ ᴄᴀʀ ʙᴏᴏᴛs, ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴀs ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟᴇᴅ ᴀs ʜᴇʀs. “Yᴇs” I ᴀɴsᴡᴇʀ, ᴀᴅᴊᴜsᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʜᴏsᴛ ᴅɪsᴘʟᴀʏ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ᴄᴀʀ ᴛʀᴜɴᴋ. “Mʏ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴍᴏᴠᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄɪᴛʏ.” “Oʜ ɪᴛ’s sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴠᴇɴɪᴇɴᴛ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʀɪᴄᴋ-ᴏʀ-ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ. Iɴsᴛᴇᴀᴅ ᴏғ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴋɪᴅs ᴅᴏᴏʀ-ᴛᴏ-ᴅᴏᴏʀ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪɴɢ ᴄᴀɴᴅʏ, ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴘᴀʀᴋ ᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴀʀs ɪɴ ᴀ ʟᴏᴄᴀʟ ᴄʜᴜʀᴄʜ ᴘᴀʀᴋɪɴɢ ʟᴏᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛ ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛs ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴛʀᴜɴᴋs. Lɪғᴇ’s ᴀʟʟ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴀᴅᴀᴘᴛɪɴɢ.” Eᴅᴅʏ ʙᴏʙs ɪɴ ᴇxᴄɪᴛᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ ɪɴ ʜɪs ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀ ᴄᴏsᴛᴜᴍᴇ. Eᴀɢᴇʀ, ʜᴇ sᴇᴛs ᴏғғ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅs ᴛʜᴇ sᴘᴏᴏᴋɪʟʏ ᴅᴇᴄᴏʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴍɪɴɪᴠᴀɴs ᴀɴᴅ ᴋɪᴅs ʟɪɴɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ ғᴏʀ ᴄᴀɴᴅʏ. “Tʜɪs ᴅᴏᴇs sᴇᴇᴍ ғᴜɴ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪᴅs, Yᴠᴇᴛᴛᴇ” I ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍʏ ɴᴇɪɢʜʙᴏᴜʀ ᴡʜɪʟsᴛ sʜᴇ ᴘᴀssᴇs ᴏᴜᴛ ᴄʜᴏᴄᴏʟᴀᴛᴇs. “Bᴜᴛ ʜᴏᴡ sᴀғᴇ ɪs ᴛʜɪs? Wɪᴛʜ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀs’ ᴄᴀʀs…” “Hᴏɴᴇʏ, ᴛʀᴜɴᴋ-ᴏʀ-ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ɪs ᴍᴜᴄʜ sᴀғᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʀɪᴄᴋ-ᴏʀ- ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ!” sʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀssᴜʀᴇs ᴍᴇ. Sᴜᴅᴅᴇɴʟʏ, I ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴇ sᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴀ ᴄᴀʀ ʙᴏᴏᴛ sʟᴀᴍᴍɪɴɢ sʜᴜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɴ ᴇɴɢɪɴᴇ ʀᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʟɪғᴇ. Tʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ SUV ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴋɪɴɢ ʟᴏᴛ ɪᴍᴍᴇᴅɪᴀᴛᴇʟʏ ʙᴇɢɪɴs ʀᴀᴄɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀʏ. Eᴅᴅʏ ɪs ɴᴏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ sᴇᴇɴ. “Hᴇʏ!” I sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ. Eᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ sᴘɪɴs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪʀᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ I’ᴍ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇ SUV ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛɪɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪɴᴅᴏᴡs ᴇʀʀᴀᴛɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ᴘᴜʟʟɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ. Wɪᴛʜ ᴀ sᴄʀᴇᴇᴄʜ ɪᴛ ɢᴏᴇs ᴛᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴘᴀsᴛ ᴜs. Aᴛ ᴏɴᴄᴇ, ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜɴᴋ-ᴏʀ-ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs ʙᴇɢɪɴ sʜᴏᴜᴛɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ɢɪᴠɪɴɢ ᴄʜᴀsᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍʏsᴛᴇʀɪᴏᴜs ᴠᴀɴ ᴀs ɪᴛ ғʟᴇᴇs, ᴀʟʟ ᴡʜɪʟsᴛ ғʀᴀɴᴛɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ ᴀʀᴇ sᴀғᴇ. “Is ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴍɪssɪɴɢ?!” Aᴍɪᴅsᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɴɪᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴄʜᴀᴏs, I ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇ Eᴅᴅʏ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ. I ʀᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ɪɴ ʀᴇʟɪᴇғ ᴀɴᴅ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʜɪᴍ ᴀ ʙɪɢ ʜᴜɢ. “Aʟʟ ᴅᴏɴᴇ—ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴛʜɪɴɢ” ʜᴇ ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀs ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ғɪᴇɴᴅɪsʜʟʏ. I sᴍɪʟᴇ ᴀ ғɪᴇɴᴅɪsʜ sᴍɪʟᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ. Tʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴇᴘᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴠᴀɴ, ᴅʀɪᴠᴇɴ ʙʏ ᴍʏ ʜᴜsʙᴀɴᴅ, ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ ᴅɪsᴛʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ. Iᴛ ʟᴇғᴛ ᴍʏ sᴏɴ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄʀᴀᴡʟ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʀs ᴘᴀʀᴋᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʙʀᴀᴋᴇ ʟɪɴᴇs. Tᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ʜᴇʟᴘʟᴇss ғᴀᴍɪʟɪᴇs ᴅʀɪᴠᴇ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ’ʟʟ ғɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍsᴇʟᴠᴇs sᴍᴀsʜɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʀᴇᴇs ɪɴsᴛᴇᴀᴅ ᴏғ ᴅɪɢɢɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ sᴡᴇᴇᴛs.

ᴼⁿˡʸ ᵀᵃᵏᵉ ᴼⁿᵉ ᴾⁱᵉᶜᵉ ᵒᶠ ᶜᵃⁿᵈʸ ᴳᵒ ᵗᵒ ˢʰᵒʳᵗˢᶜᵃʳʸˢᵗᵒʳⁱᵉˢ ʳ/ˢʰᵒʳᵗˢᶜᵃʳʸˢᵗᵒʳⁱᵉˢ ᶠᵒʳᵍᵒᵗᵗᵉⁿᵂᵉˡˡ ᴼⁿˡʸ ᵀᵃᵏᵉ ᴼⁿᵉ ᴾⁱᵉᶜᵉ ᵒᶠ ᶜᵃⁿᵈʸ “ᴴᵒⁿᵉʸ⸴ ʸᵒᵘ’ʳᵉ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵍᵒⁱⁿᵍ ᵒᵘᵗ‧” “ᴵ’ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵐⁱˢˢⁱⁿᵍ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒⁿ ᶠʳᵉᵉ ᶜᵃⁿᵈʸ‧” ᴳʳᵃⁿᵗ ˢˡᵃᵐᵐᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵒᵒʳ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍᵃʳᵃᵍᵉ‧ ᴵᵗ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ’ᵗ ᵐᵃᵗᵗᵉʳ ⁱᶠ ʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵗᵒᵒ ᵒˡᵈ⸴ ʰᵉ ʰᵃᵈ ᵃ ᵇʳⁱˡˡⁱᵃⁿᵗ ⁱᵈᵉᵃ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵒⁿ ʰⁱˢ ᵇⁱᵏᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ ᵒᶠᶠ‧ ᴮˡᵒᶜᵏ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ᵇˡᵒᶜᵏ⸴ ʰᵉ ˢᶜᵃⁿⁿᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵒʳᶜʰᵉˢ‧ ᶠⁱⁿᵃˡˡʸ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ʲᵃᶜᵏᵖᵒᵗ‧ ᴬ ᵖᵒʳᶜʰ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵃ ᵍⁱᵍᵃⁿᵗⁱᶜ ᵇᵒʷˡ ᶠᵘˡˡ ᵒᶠ ᶜᵃⁿᵈʸ‧ ᴬ ˢⁱᵍⁿᵉᵈ ʷᵃʳⁿᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ᵒⁿᵉ ˢⁱⁿᵍˡᵉ ᵖⁱᵉᶜᵉ ᵒᶠ ᶜᵃⁿᵈʸ‧ ᴳʳᵃⁿᵗ ᵈᵘᵐᵖᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉⁿᵗⁱʳᵉ ᵇᵒʷˡ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ʰⁱˢ ᵖⁱˡˡᵒʷᶜᵃˢᵉ‧ ᴴⁱˢ ˢᵗᵒᵐᵃᶜʰ ʳᵘᵐᵇˡᵉᵈ‧ ᴬˡˡ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇⁱᵏⁱⁿᵍ ʰᵃᵈ ʷᵒʳᵏᵉᵈ ᵘᵖ ʰⁱˢ ᵃᵖᵖᵉᵗⁱᵗᵉ‧ ᴳʳᵃⁿᵗ ᵖᵘˡˡᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵃ ᴮᵃᵇʸ ᴿᵘᵗʰ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶜʰᵒʷᵉᵈ ⁱᵗ ᵈᵒʷⁿ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵗᵒˢˢᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ʷʳᵃᵖᵖᵉʳ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵒʳᶜʰ‧ ᵀʰⁱˢ ʷᵃˢ ⁿᵒ ᵒʳᵈⁱⁿᵃʳʸ ᶜᵃⁿᵈʸ ᵇᵃʳ‧ ᴵᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵉˢᵗ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ʰᵉ’ᵈ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵉᵃᵗᵉⁿ! ᴴᵉ ʰᵃᵈ ᵗᵒ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵃⁿᵒᵗʰᵉʳ! ᴬ ᴹⁱˡᵏʸ ᵂᵃʸ‧ ᵀʰᵉⁿ ᵃ ᴷⁱᵗ ᴷᵃᵗ‧ ᔆᵒ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ! ᵀʰᵉ ᵇᵃʳˢ ᵈⁱᵈ ⁿᵒᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵘˡˡ ʰⁱˢ ʰᵘⁿᵍᵉʳ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵏᵉᵖᵗ ᵉᵃᵗⁱⁿᵍ‧ ᴾⁱᵉᶜᵉ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ᵖⁱᵉᶜᵉ⸴ ᵉᵃᶜʰ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵃˢᵗ! ᴴᵉ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈⁿ’ᵗ ˢᵗᵒᵖ‧ ᴴᵉ ʳᵉᵃᶜʰᵉᵈ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ʰⁱˢ ᵖⁱˡˡᵒʷᶜᵃˢᵉ ᵗᵒ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ⁱᵗ ᵉᵐᵖᵗʸ‧ ᔆᵘᵈᵈᵉⁿˡʸ⸴ ʰⁱˢ ˢᵗᵒᵐᵃᶜʰ ᵃᶜʰᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵇᵘʳⁿᵗ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵏⁿᵉˡᵗ ᵒᵛᵉʳ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ᵃᵍᵒⁿⁱᶻⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵉⁿˢᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵘᵖ ʰⁱˢ ˢᵖⁱⁿᵉ⸴ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ʰⁱˢ ᵃʳᵐ ⁱⁿ ᵗᵒ ʰⁱˢ ʰᵃⁿᵈ‧ ᴴᵉ ˡᵒᵒᵏᵉᵈ ᵃᵗ ʰⁱˢ ʰᵃⁿᵈ‧ ᴱᵃᶜʰ ᶠⁱⁿᵍᵉʳ ʰᵃᵈ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ʳᵉᵖˡᵃᶜᵉᵈ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵃ ᶜʰᵒᶜᵒˡᵃᵗᵉ ᵇᵃʳ‧ ᵀʰᵉʸ ᶠᵉˡˡ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ᵗʳⁱᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵒᵛᵉ ʰⁱˢ ᶠⁱⁿᵍᵉʳˢ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵗʳⁱᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵍʳᵃᵇ ʰⁱˢ ʷʳⁱˢᵗ ᵇᵘᵗ ʰⁱˢ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ʰᵃⁿᵈ ʷᵃˢ ᶜᵃⁿᵈʸ ᵇᵃʳˢ ᵃˢ ʷᵉˡˡ‧ ᴴⁱˢ ᵃʳᵐˢ ʷᵉʳᵉ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰⁱˢ ˡᵉᵍˢ‧ ᴴᵉ ᶜᵒˡˡᵃᵖˢᵉᵈ⸴ ᵃ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃⁿᵈ ᶜʰᵒᶜᵒˡᵃᵗᵉ ᵇᵃʳˢ ᶜᵒˡˡⁱᵈᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᶜᵃᵗᵗᵉʳᵉᵈ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ‧ ᵀʷᵒ ᵏⁱᵈˢ ʷᵃˡᵏᵉᵈ ᵘᵖ‧ “ᵂʰᵒᵃ! ᶠᵘˡˡ ˢⁱᶻᵉ ᵇᵃʳˢ?” “ᴵˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵃˢᵗ ᶜˡᵉᵃʳ?” “ᵂʰʸ?” “ᴵ’ᵐ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ᵒⁿᵉ‧‧‧”

‘Seeing Red (The First Day of School)’ by Zenryhao Everyone loves the first day of school, right? New year, new classes, new friends. I like the first day of school for a different reason, though. You see, I have a sort of power. When I look at people, I can…sense a sort of aura around them. A colour outline based on how long that person has to live. Most everyone I meet around my age is surrounded by a solid green hue, which means they have plenty of time left. A fair amount of them have a yellow orange tinge to their auras, which tends to mean a disease or fire; some tragedy. Anything that takes people “before their time” as they say. The real fun is when the auras venture into the red end of the spectrum, though. Every now and again I’ll see someone who’s basically a stoplight. Those are the ones who get in a car crash, or even a victim of crime. It’s such a rush to see them and know their time is numbered. With that in mind, I always get to class very early so I can scout out my classmates’ fates. The first kid who came in was basically radiating red. I tsk tsk tsk. Huh. But as people kept walking in, they all had the same intense red glow. I finally caught a glimpse of my own fading reflection in the window, but I was too stunned to move. Our professor stepped in and locked the door, his aura a sickening shade of green...

r/TwoSentenceHorror 4 yr. ago Averagebiker21 After I asked the crystal ball to tell me how to escape death, I was very confused as it read "No, thanks honey, I'm full" However, something clicked in my head when my wife offered me cake after dinner...

t̫͍̥͉̳ͅa͙̲ke̹͇͘ ͇̦̲̤͙m̠͡y̧̗̦̪̣͖̣ ͉͍̬̘͡h͔̭ͅa̹͔̯͖̯͉͔͠n̳̭̬̬̼̞̲d͔̹̰͈

r/TwoSentenceHorror 6 yr. ago Lightuke After tucking my son into bed he says "check under it for monsters under my bed" I found my son hiding under it whimpering "Daddy, there's someone on my bed..."

StressedAfraid_ My husband and I watched our daughter play in the park. We knew she was the perfect one to take home.

ᴸᵃᵗᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳⁿᵒᵒⁿ⸴ ʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ʳᵉᵃᵈʸ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵒ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵒᵘˢᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ʷᵃˢ ʷᵃⁱᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉˡᵉᵛᵃᵗᵒʳ ᵗᵒ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ʰⁱᵐ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᶠˡᵒᵒʳ ‧ ᴮᵘᵗ ʷʰᵉⁿ ⁱᵗ ˢᵗᵒᵖᵖᵉᵈ ᵃᵗ ʰⁱˢ ᶠˡᵒᵒʳ⸴ ⁱᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵛᵉʳʸ ᶠᵘˡˡ‧ ᴼⁿᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ⁱⁿˢⁱᵈᵉ ˡᵒᵒᵏᵉᵈ ᵃᵗ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵃⁱᵈ⸴ “ᵀʰᵉʳᵉ’ˢ ʳᵒᵒᵐ ᶠᵒʳ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵐᵒʳᵉ‧” ᴵᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈʳⁱᵛᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵉᵃʳˢᵉ‧ “ᴺᵒ⸴ ᵗʰᵃⁿᵏ ʸᵒᵘ⸴ ᴵ’ˡˡ ʷᵃⁱᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿᵉˣᵗ ᵒⁿᵉ‧” ᵀʰᵉ ᵈᵒᵒʳˢ ᶜˡᵒˢᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉˡᵉᵛᵃᵗᵒʳ ᵇᵉᵍᵃⁿ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵉˢᶜᵉⁿᵈ‧ ᴹᵒᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ ˡᵃᵗᵉʳ⸴ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵃ ᵗᵉʳʳⁱᵇˡᵉ ᶜʳᵃˢʰ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢʰᵒᵘᵗˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᶜʳᵉᵃᵐˢ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵇᵉ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ᵉˡᵉᵛᵃᵗᵒʳ ʰᵃᵈ ᶜᵒˡˡᵃᵖˢᵉᵈ‧ ᴬˡˡ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ⁱⁿˢⁱᵈᵉ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵏⁱˡˡᵉᵈ‧ [ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᔆᶜᵃʳʸ ᔆᵗᵒʳⁱᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ᵀᵉˡˡ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᴰᵃʳᵏ⸴ ᵇʸ ᴬˡᵛⁱⁿ ᔆᶜʰʷᵃʳᵗᶻ]

Horror Short Story: The Accident In this horror short story, a man tries to cope with what he has done. Written by: Reddit user Minnboy Halverson sat in his dark living room. He hadn’t moved for over an hour. The accident earlier that evening kept playing over and over in his mind. The light turned red, but he was in a hurry and accelerated. An orange blur came from his right and in a split second there was a violent jolt, then the bicyclist rolled across his hood and fell out of sight on the pavement. Horns blared angrily and he panicked, stepping on the gas and screeching away from the chaos into the darkness, shaken and keeping an eye on his rearview mirror until he got home. Why did you run? He’d never committed a crime before this and punished himself by imagining years in jail, his career gone, his family gone, his future gone. Why not just go to the police right now? Then someone tapped on the front door and his world suddenly crumbled away beneath him. They found me. There was nothing he could do but answer it. Running would only make matters worse. Trembling, he got up, went to the door and opened it. A police officer stood under the porch light. “Mr. Halverson?” asked the grim officer. He let out a defeated sigh. “Yes. Let me —”I am terribly sorry, but I’m afraid I have some bad news. Your son’s bike was struck by a hit and run driver this evening. He died at the scene. I’m very sorry for your loss..."

ᴮᴵᴿᵀᴴᴰᴬʸ ᶜᴬᴺᴰᴸᴱᔆ ᵇʸ ʳᵉᵈᵈⁱᵗ ᵘˢᵉʳ ᶻᵉⁿʳʸʰᵃᵒ ᵀⁱᵐᵐʸ ᵗʳⁱᵉᵈ ʰⁱˢ ʰᵃʳᵈᵉˢᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵇˡᵒʷ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠⁱᶠᵗᵉᵉⁿ ᶠˡⁱᶜᵏᵉʳⁱⁿᵍ ᶜᵃⁿᵈˡᵉˢ‧ ᴴᵉ ʰᵘᶠᶠᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵖᵘᶠᶠᵉᵈ‧‧‧ᵇᵘᵗ ᵗᵒ ⁿᵒ ᵃᵛᵃⁱˡ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵍˡᵃⁿᶜᵉᵈ ᵃᵗ ʰⁱˢ ᵐᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ʷʰᵒ ʰᵃᵈ ˢᵖᵉⁿᵗ ʰᵒᵘʳˢ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵃᵏᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵉᵃᵘᵗⁱᶠᵘˡ ᶜᵃᵏᵉ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵉʳ ᵉˣᵖʳᵉˢˢⁱᵒⁿ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ʰⁱᵐ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ᵘⁿᵇᵉᵃʳᵃᵇˡʸ ᵍᵘⁱˡᵗʸ‧ ᵀⁱᵐᵐʸ'ˢ ᵐᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ˢᵗᵃʳᵉᵈ ˢᵃᵈˡʸ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵘⁿʸⁱᵉˡᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᶠˡᵃᵐᵉˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵇᵃʳᵉˡʸ ᶠᵃˡᵗᵉʳᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵃᶜᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵀⁱᵐᵐʸ'ˢ ᶠᵉᵉᵇˡᵉ ᵃᵗᵗᵉᵐᵖᵗˢ ᵗᵒ ᵖᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ᵒᵘᵗ‧ ᔆʰᵉ ᵇˡⁱⁿᵏᵉᵈ ᵃ ᶠᵉʷ ᵗⁱᵐᵉˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ ᵗᵉᵃʳˢ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉᵈ ᶠᵃˡˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ʰᵉʳ ᶠᵃᶜᵉ‧ ᵂʰⁱˢᵖᵉʳⁱⁿᵍ "ᴴᵃᵖᵖʸ ᴮⁱʳᵗʰᵈᵃʸ ᵀⁱᵐᵐʸ⸴" ˢʰᵉ ᵇˡᵉʷ ᵃ ᵍᵘˢᵗ ᵒᶠ ʷⁱⁿᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵃⁿᶜⁱⁿᵍ ˡⁱᵍʰᵗˢ ᵈⁱˢˢⁱᵖᵃᵗᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵗᵒ ᵖᵘᶠᶠˢ ᵒᶠ ˢᵐᵒᵏᵉ‧ ᵀⁱᵐᵐʸ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᵘⁿᵈᵉʳˢᵗᵃⁿᵈ ʷʰʸ ʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᵈᵒ ᵗʰᵃᵗ‧ ᴵᵗ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿˢ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸ ʸᵉᵃʳ; ʰⁱˢ ᵐᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵇᵃᵏᵉᵈ ᵃ ᵖᵉʳᶠᵉᶜᵗ ᶜᵃᵏᵉ⸴ ʰᵉ ᶠᵃⁱˡᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵇˡᵒʷ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵃⁿᵈˡᵉˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢʰᵉ ᶜʳⁱᵉˢ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶜʰᵃⁿᵍᵉᵈ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿᵘᵐᵇᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᶜᵃⁿᵈˡᵉˢ‧ ᵀⁱᵐᵐʸ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵒ ʰᵘᵍ ʰⁱˢ ᵐᵒᵗʰᵉʳ‧‧‧ᵇᵘᵗ ᵗᵒ ⁿᵒ ᵃᵛᵃⁱˡ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵐᵉʳᵉˡʸ ᵈʳⁱᶠᵗᵉᵈ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ʰᵉʳ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵉ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᵘⁿᵈᵉʳˢᵗᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵉⁱᵗʰᵉʳ‧

ᴳᵒᵗ ᵃ ˢⁿᵃᵏᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵉ ˢᵗᵒᵐᵖᵉᵈ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵉᵉˡ ᵒᶠ ʰⁱˢ ᵇᵒᵒᵗ ᵘᵖᵒⁿ ⁱᵗ‧ ᴸᵃᵗᵉʳ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ⸴ ʰᵉ ᵍᵃᵛᵉ ᵘᵖ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʰᵒˢᵗ⸴ ᵃˢ ʰⁱˢ ᵇᵉᶠᵘᵈᵈˡᵉᵈ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ ʳᵃᶜᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ˢᵉᵉ ʷʰᵃᵗ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵃᵗᵗᵉʳ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᴾᵃ‧ "ᔆᵒⁿ⸴ ʸᵒᵘ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʰᵒʷ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶠᵃᵗʰᵉʳ⸴ ˡᵒᵛᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᵒˡᵈ ᵇᵒᵒᵗˢ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵈⁱᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ 'ᵉᵐ⸴ ᵐᵃᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᶠᵃᶜᵗ‧ ᵂᵉ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ ʰⁱᵐ ʷᵉᵃʳⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉᵐ‧ ᵂᵉˡˡ⸴ ᴵ ʳᵉᶜᵏᵒⁿ ʰᵉ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ʷᵃⁿᵗᵉᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵒ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉᵐ‧ ᴴᵉʳᵉ—" ᴹᵃ⸴ ʷⁱᵖⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ᵗᵉᵃʳ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʰᵉʳ ˢᵉᵃᵐᵉᵈ ᵒˡᵈ ᶜʰᵉᵉᵏ⸴ ʰᵃⁿᵈᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵃⁱʳ ᵒᶠ ᵇᵒᵒᵗˢ ᵒᵛᵉʳ ᵃˢ ᵃⁿ ʰᵉⁱʳˡᵒᵒᵐ‧ ᴴᵉ ʷᵒʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵖʳⁱᵈᵉ‧ ᴵᵗ ʷᵃˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ˡᵒⁿᵍ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ʷʰᵉⁿᶜᵉ ʰᵉ ᵗᵘʳⁿᵉᵈ ᵃ ᵐʸˢᵗᵉʳⁱᵒᵘˢ ˢʰᵃᵈᵉ‧ ᴰʳᵉˢˢⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ᵇˡᵃᶜᵏ⸴ ʰⁱˢ ⁿᵉʷˡʸ ʷⁱᵈᵒʷᵉᵈ ʷⁱᶠᵉ ʰᵘᵍᵍᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ˢᵒⁿ‧ "ᴮᵒʸ⸴ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵍʳᵃⁿᵈᶠᵃᵗʰᵉʳ ᵈⁱᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵒᵒᵗˢ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶠᵃᵗʰᵉʳ ᵈⁱᵈ‧ ᵀᵃᵏᵉ ᶜᵃʳᵉ‧‧‧" ᴼᶠ ᶜᵒᵘʳˢᵉ⸴ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵒᵒʳ ᵇᵒʸ ʰⁱᵐˢᵉˡᶠ ᵐᵉᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵃᵐᵉ ᶠᵃᵗᵉ‧ ᴴⁱˢ ʷⁱᶠᵉ ʰᵉˡᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵒᵒᵗˢ‧ ᴸᵒᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᶜˡᵒˢᵉˡʸ⸴ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᶜᵃᵘᵍʰᵗ ʰᵉʳ ᵉʸᵉ‧ ᴵᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᶠᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵃ ᶠᵃⁿᵍᵉᵈ ᵗᵒᵒᵗʰ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ˢⁿᵃᵏᵉ⸴ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ʰᵒˡᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵉⁿᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵛᵉⁿᵒᵐ ᵗᵒ ᵖᵒⁱˢᵒⁿ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᵍᵉⁿᵉʳᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ‧ ᴸᵒᵈᵍᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵉᵐᵇᵉᵈᵈᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵒᵒᵗˢ‧

ᴸᵃˢᵗ ᵒⁿᵉ ⁱⁿ ⁱˢ ᵃ ʳᵒᵗᵗᵉⁿ‧‧‧ᵍʰᵒˢᵗ! ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ᴹᵃᵃˢ ᵈᵒᵉˢⁿ'ᵗ ᵖᵃʳᵗⁱᶜᵘˡᵃʳˡʸ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ⁱᵈᵉᵃ ᵒᶠ ˢʷⁱᵐᵐⁱⁿᵍ ᵒʳ ᵍᵒⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵃᵐᵖ‧ ᴴᵒʷᵉᵛᵉʳ⸴ ʰᵉʳ ᵖᵃʳᵉⁿᵗˢ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ˢⁱᵍⁿᵉᵈ ʰᵉʳ ᵘᵖ ᶠᵒʳ ᶜᵃᵐᵖ ᶜᵒˡᵈ ᴸᵃᵏᵉ⸴ ʷʰⁱᶜʰ ⁱˢ ˡᵒᶜᵃᵗᵉᵈ ⁿᵉᵃʳ ᵃ ˡᵃᵏᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶠᵒᶜᵘˢᵉˢ ᵒⁿ ʷᵃᵗᵉʳ⁻ᵇᵃˢᵉᵈ ˢᵖᵒʳᵗˢ‧ ᴱᵛᵉⁿᵗᵘᵃˡˡʸ⸴ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵃᵐᵖᵉʳˢ ᵃʳᵉ ⁱⁿᵗʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᴸⁱᶻ⸴ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵃᵐᵖ ᶜᵒᵘⁿˢᵉˡᵒʳˢ‧ ᴸⁱᶻ ˢʰᵃʳᵉˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵃᵐᵖ'ˢ ʷᵃᵗᵉʳ ʳᵘˡᵉˢ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ᵐᵒˢᵗ ⁱᵐᵖᵒʳᵗᵃⁿᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉˢᵉ ʳᵘˡᵉˢ ⁱˢ ᵗʰᵉ "ᵇᵘᵈᵈʸ ˢʸˢᵗᵉᵐ" ᵃˢ ⁿᵒ ᶜᵃᵐᵖᵉʳ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵉⁿᵗᵉʳ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃᵗᵉʳ ʷⁱᵗʰᵒᵘᵗ ᵃ ᵇᵘᵈᵈʸ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ⁿᵉˣᵗ ᵈᵃʸ⸴ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ʷᵃⁿᵗˢ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵒ ᶜᵃⁿᵒᵉⁱⁿᵍ‧ ᴬᶜᶜᵒʳᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵃᵐᵖ'ˢ ʳᵘˡᵉˢ⸴ ˢʰᵉ ʷⁱˡˡ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ᵃ "ᵇᵘᵈᵈʸ" ᵗᵒ ᵍᵒ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʰᵉʳ‧ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ᵃˢᵏˢ ᴶᵃⁿ ⁱᶠ ˢʰᵉ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵖᵃʳᵗⁿᵉʳˢ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ᴶᵃⁿ ᵈᵉᶜˡⁱⁿᵉˢ‧ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵃⁱⁿˢ ᵗᵒ ᴸⁱᶻ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴸⁱᶻ ᶠᵒʳᶜᵉˢ ᴶᵃⁿ ᵗᵒ ᵖᵃʳᵗⁿᵉʳ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ‧ ᵂʰⁱˡᵉ ᶜᵃⁿᵒᵉⁱⁿᵍ⸴ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ᵇᵉᵍⁱⁿˢ ᵗᵒ ˡᵒˢᵉ ᶜᵒⁿᵗʳᵒˡ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵃⁿᵒᵉ‧ ᴶᵃⁿ ʲᵘᵐᵖˢ ᵒᶠᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵒᵃᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢʷⁱᵐˢ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ˢʰᵒʳᵉ‧ ᴶᵃⁿ'ˢ ʲᵘᵐᵖ ᶠˡⁱᵖˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵃⁿᵒᵉ‧ ᵂʰᵉⁿ ᴶᵃⁿ ᵍᵉᵗˢ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ˢʰᵒʳᵉ⸴ ˢʰᵉ ᵗᵉˡˡˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ⁱⁿᵗᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿᵃˡˡʸ ᶠˡⁱᵖᵖᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵒᵃᵗ‧ ᵂʰᵉⁿ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ᵍᵒᵉˢ ˢʷⁱᵐᵐⁱⁿᵍ⸴ ˢʰᵉ ᵗᵃᵏᵉˢ ᵃ ᵈᵉᵉᵖ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵗʰ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈⁱᵛᵉˢ ᵈᵒʷⁿ‧ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ˢᵗᵃʸˢ ᵘⁿᵈᵉʳʷᵃᵗᵉʳ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ˡᵒⁿᵍ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ⁿᵒᵇᵒᵈʸ ᶜᵒᵐᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ʳᵉˢᶜᵘᵉ ʰᵉʳ‧ ᵂʰᵉⁿ ˢʰᵉ ʳᵉˢᵘʳᶠᵃᶜᵉˢ⸴ ˢʰᵉ ᶠⁱⁿᵈˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵒⁿᵉ ʰᵃˢ ᵛᵃⁿⁱˢʰᵉᵈ‧ ᴬᶠᵗᵉʳ ˡᵉᵃᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃᵗᵉʳ⸴ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ⁿᵒᵗⁱᶜᵉˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʳᵉᵉˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵇᵃʳᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ᵇᵉᵍᵘⁿ ˢⁿᵒʷⁱⁿᵍ⸴ ʷʰⁱᶜʰ ˢʰᵒᵘˡᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᵇᵉ ᵖᵒˢˢⁱᵇˡᵉ ᵍⁱᵛᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ˢᵘᵖᵖᵒˢᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ˢᵘᵐᵐᵉʳ‧ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ᶠᵒˡˡᵒʷˢ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᵒᶠ ˢⁱⁿᵍⁱⁿᵍ ᵘⁿᵗⁱˡ ˢʰᵉ ᶠⁱⁿᵈˢ ᵃ ᵍⁱʳˡ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ᵍⁱʳˡ ⁱⁿᵗʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉˢ ʰᵉʳˢᵉˡᶠ ᵃˢ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ ˢᵃʸˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ˢʰᵉ'ˢ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ʷᵃⁱᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵒʳ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ‧ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ ᵃˢᵏˢ ⁱᶠ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵇᵉ ʰᵉʳ ᵇᵘᵈᵈʸ‧ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ ᵇᵉᵍⁱⁿˢ ᶠˡᵒᵃᵗⁱⁿᵍ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ⁿᵒᵗⁱᶜᵉˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ˢʰᵉ ᶜᵃⁿ ˢᵉᵉ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ‧ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ᵃˢˢᵘᵐᵉˢ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ ᵈʳᵒʷⁿᵉᵈ ᵃᵗ ᶜᵒˡᵈ ᴸᵃᵏᵉ‧ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ʳᵉᶠᵘˢᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ'ˢ ᵇᵘᵈᵈʸ ᵃⁿᵈ ʳᵘⁿˢ ᵃʷᵃʸ‧ ᔆᵘᵈᵈᵉⁿˡʸ⸴ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ'ˢ ᵛⁱˢⁱᵒⁿ ᶠᵃᵈᵉˢ‧‧‧ ᴱᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵉᵉᵐˢ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ⁿᵒʳᵐᵃˡ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿ‧ ᴸᵃᵗᵉʳ⸴ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ⁱˢ ᵖʳᵉᵖᵃʳⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ʲᵒⁱⁿ ᵃ ᶜᵃᵐᵖ ᵐᵉᵉᵗⁱⁿᵍ‧ ᵂʰⁱˡᵉ ˢʰᵉ ˡᵒᵒᵏˢ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ˢᵉᵃᵗ⸴ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ˢᵉᵉˢ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ‧ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ᶜʳⁱᵉˢ ᵒᵘᵗ⸴ ʷʰⁱᶜʰ ᵖʳᵒᵐᵖᵗˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵘⁿˢᵉˡᵒʳˢ ᵗᵒ ᶜʰᵉᶜᵏ ᵒⁿ ʰᵉʳ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵘⁿˢᵉˡᵒʳˢ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ˢᵉᵉᵐ ᵗᵒ ˢᵉᵉ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ‧ ᵂʰᵉⁿ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ᵍᵉᵗˢ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉʳ ᶜᵃᵇⁱⁿ⸴ ʰᵉʳ ᵇᵘⁿᵏ⁻ᵐᵃᵗᵉˢ ˢᵘʳʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ ʰᵉʳ‧ ᵀʰᵉʸ ᵃᵖᵒˡᵒᵍⁱᶻᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ᵗʳᵉᵃᵗᵐᵉⁿᵗ ᵒᶠ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ᶠᵒᵘʳ ᵍⁱʳˡˢ ˢᵖᵉⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿᵉˣᵗ ᶠᵉʷ ʰᵒᵘʳˢ ᵗᵃˡᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵃᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵘⁿ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ⁿᵉˣᵗ ᵐᵒʳⁿⁱⁿᵍ⸴ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵃᵐᵖᵉʳˢ ᵍᵒ ˢʷⁱᵐᵐⁱⁿᵍ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴸⁱᶻ ˢᵘᵖᵉʳᵛⁱˢᵉˢ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵃᵗᵒᵖ ᵃ ᵐᵒᵗᵒʳᵇᵒᵃᵗ‧ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ᵗʳⁱᵉˢ ˢʷⁱᵐᵐⁱⁿᵍ ᵃˡᵒⁿᵍˢⁱᵈᵉ ᴶᵃⁿ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ˢʰᵉ ʳᵉᵃˡⁱᶻᵉˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍⁱʳˡ ˢʰᵉ'ˢ ᶠᵒˡˡᵒʷⁱⁿᵍ ⁱˢ ᵃᶜᵗᵘᵃˡˡʸ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ‧ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ ᵗʳⁱᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵃᵗᶜʰ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ⸴ ˢᵒ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ˢʷⁱᵐˢ ᵗᵒ ᴸⁱᶻ'ˢ ᵐᵒᵗᵒʳᵇᵒᵃᵗ‧ ᵂʰᵉⁿ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ˡᵒᵒᵏˢ ᵃᵇᵒᵃʳᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵒᵃᵗ⸴ ˢʰᵉ ˢᵉᵉˢ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ‧ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ ᵛᵃⁿⁱˢʰᵉˢ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱˢ ʳᵉᵖˡᵃᶜᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᴸⁱᶻ‧ ᵂᵒʳʳⁱᵉᵈ⸴ ᴸⁱᶻ ᵗᵃᵏᵉˢ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ᵗᵒ ᴿⁱᶜʰᵃʳᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵉᵃᵈ ᶜᵒᵘⁿˢᵉˡᵒʳ‧ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ᵐᵉᵉᵗˢ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᴿⁱᶜʰᵃʳᵈ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢʰᵉ ᵃˢᵏˢ ʰⁱᵐ ⁱᶠ ᵃⁿʸ ᶜᵃᵐᵖᵉʳ ʰᵃˢ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵈʳᵒʷⁿᵉᵈ ᵃᵗ ᶜᵃᵐᵖ ᶜᵒˡᵈ ᴸᵃᵏᵉ‧ ᴿⁱᶜʰᵃʳᵈ ˢᵃʸˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ⁿᵒ ᶜᵃᵐᵖᵉʳˢ ʰᵃᵛᵉ‧ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ˢᵉᵉˢ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ᴿⁱᶜʰᵃʳᵈ ⁱˢⁿ'ᵗ ᵃᵇˡᵉ ᵗᵒ ˢᵉᵉ ʰᵉʳ‧ ᴸᵃᵗᵉʳ⸴ ᴸⁱᶻ ᵗᵉᵃᶜʰᵉˢ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ʰᵒʷ ᵗᵒ ʷᵃᵗᵉʳ⁻ˢᵏⁱ‧ ᴬˢ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ⁱˢ ʷᵃᵗᵉʳ⁻ˢᵏⁱⁱⁿᵍ⸴ ˢʰᵉ ˡᵒᵒᵏˢ ᵗᵒʷᵃʳᵈˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵒᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ᵗᵒʷⁱⁿᵍ ʰᵉʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵉᵉˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ ⁱˢ ᶜᵒⁿᵗʳᵒˡˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵛᵉʰⁱᶜˡᵉ‧ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ˡᵉᵗˢ ᵍᵒ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵒʷ⁻ʳᵒᵖᵉ‧ ᔆʰᵉ ᵇᵉᵍⁱⁿˢ ˢⁱⁿᵏⁱⁿᵍ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ˢʰᵉ ⁱˢ ʰᵉˡᵈ ᵘᵖ ᵇʸ ʰᵉʳ ˡⁱᶠᵉ ʲᵃᶜᵏᵉᵗ‧ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ ᵗʳⁱᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ʰⁱᵗ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵒᵃᵗ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ˢʰᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ʳⁱᵖˢ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ'ˢ ˡⁱᶠᵉ ʲᵃᶜᵏᵉᵗ‧ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ᵐᵃᵏᵉˢ ⁱᵗ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ˢʰᵒʳᵉ‧ ᔆʰᵉ ʳᵘⁿˢ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵍᵉᵗˢ ᶜʰᵃⁿᵍᵉᵈ‧ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ⁱˢ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗᵒ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ˢʰᵉ ⁱˢ ˢᵗᵒᵖᵖᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᴮʳⁱᵃⁿᵃ‧ ᴮʳⁱᵃⁿᵃ ᵃˢᵏˢ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ⁱᶠ ˢʰᵉ ⁱˢ ˡᵉᵃᵛⁱⁿᵍ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ᵃⁿˢʷᵉʳˢ ᵖᵒˢⁱᵗⁱᵛᵉˡʸ‧ ᴮʳⁱᵃⁿᵃ ʷⁱˢʰᵉˢ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ˡᵘᶜᵏ‧ ᵂʰⁱˡᵉ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ⁱˢ ᵗʳʸⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ʰᵉʳ ʷᵃʸ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒᵒᵈˢ⸴ ˢʰᵉ ⁱˢ ᵐᵉᵗ ᵇʸ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ‧ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ ᵇᵉᵍⁱⁿˢ ᵉˣᵖˡᵃⁱⁿⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ʰᵒʷ ˢʰᵉ ᵃᶜᵗᵘᵃˡˡʸ ᵈⁱᵉᵈ‧ ᴼⁿᵉ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ⸴ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ ˢⁿᵘᶜᵏ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒᵒᵈˢ ᵇʸ ʰᵉʳˢᵉˡᶠ‧ ᴬᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ⸴ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᵐᵃⁿʸ ᵈᵉᵃᵈˡʸ ˢⁿᵃᵏᵉˢ ˡⁱᵛᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒᵒᵈˢ‧ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ ʳᵉᵛᵉᵃˡˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ˢʰᵉ ᵗʳⁱᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ˢᶜᵃʳᵉ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ᵃʷᵃʸ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵃᵏᵉ ˢᵒ ˢʰᵉ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵇᵉ ˡᵘʳᵉᵈ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒᵒᵈˢ‧ ᴬ ˢⁿᵃᵏᵉ ᵇᵉᵍⁱⁿˢ ᶜᵒⁱˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵃʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ'ˢ ˡᵉᵍ‧ ᴮᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ˢⁿᵃᵏᵉ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵃᵗᵗᵃᶜᵏ⸴ ᴮʳⁱᵃⁿᵃ ᵃᵖᵖᵉᵃʳˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ʳᵉᵐᵒᵛᵉˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʳᵉᵃᵗᵘʳᵉ‧ ᴮʳⁱᵃⁿᵃ ᵉˣᵖˡᵃⁱⁿˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ ʰᵃᵈ ᵗʳⁱᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ ʰᵉʳ ᵈᵘʳⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖʳᵉᵛⁱᵒᵘˢ ˢᵘᵐᵐᵉʳ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁿᵒʷ ˢʰᵉ ⁱˢ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ᵖʳᵒᵗᵉᶜᵗ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᶜᵃᵐᵖᵉʳˢ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ‧ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴮʳⁱᵃⁿᵃ ᵃᵍʳᵉᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵇᵘᵈᵈⁱᵉˢ‧ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ ʷᵃⁱˡˢ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ᵈⁱˢᵃᵖᵖᵉᵃʳⁱⁿᵍ ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉˡʸ‧ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ᵗʳⁱᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ʰᵘᵍ ᴮʳⁱᵃⁿᵃ ᵇᵘᵗ ʰᵉʳ ᵃʳᵐˢ ᵖᵃˢˢ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍⁱʳˡ‧ ᴮʳⁱᵃⁿᵃ ʳᵉᵛᵉᵃˡˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ ʰᵃᵈ ˢᵘᶜᶜᵉˢˢᶠᵘˡˡʸ ᵗʳⁱᶜᵏᵉᵈ ʰᵉʳ ˡᵃˢᵗ ˢᵘᵐᵐᵉʳ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ˢʰᵉ ʳᵉᶠᵘˢᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᴰᵉˡˡᵃ'ˢ ᵇᵘᵈᵈʸ‧ ᴮʳⁱᵃⁿᵃ ᵇᵉᵍⁱⁿˢ ᵐᵒᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ʰᵒˡᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ˢⁿᵃᵏᵉ‧ ᔆʰᵉ ᵃˢᵏˢ ⁱᶠ ᔆᵃʳᵃʰ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵇᵉ ʰᵉʳ ᵇᵘᵈᵈʸ ᶠᵒʳᵉᵛᵉʳ‧ ᴬᵘᵗʰᵒʳ⁽ˢ⁾ ᴿ‧ᴸ‧ ᔆᵗⁱⁿᵉ

Gᴏ ᴛᴏ TᴡᴏSᴇɴᴛᴇɴᴄᴇHᴏʀʀᴏʀ ʀ/TᴡᴏSᴇɴᴛᴇɴᴄᴇHᴏʀʀᴏʀ 6 ʜʀ. ᴀɢᴏ SᴜᴠᴇɴPᴀɴ I ғᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ I ᴡᴀs ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴅᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀᴍᴏɴɢ ᴍʏ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs. Eᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟsᴇ's ᴘᴀʀᴀᴄʜᴜᴛᴇ ᴏᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴊᴜsᴛ ғɪɴᴇ.

ʳ/ᵗʰʳᵉᵉˢᵉⁿᵗᵉⁿᶜᵉʰᵒʳʳᵒʳ ᵂᵉⁱʳᵈ⁻ᴺᵉᵖʰᵉʷ “ᴵˢ ⁱᵗ ᶜᵒᵒˡ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵃ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ᵗʳᵃᵛᵉˡᵉʳ?” ʰᵉ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ‧ ᴵ ʳᵉᵖˡⁱᵉᵈ ʷⁱᵗʰ⸴ “ʸᵉᵃʰ‧‧‧” ᴵ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ’ᵗ ᵗᵉˡˡ ʰⁱᵐ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ⁱⁿ ᵗʷᵒ ᵐᵒⁿᵗʰˢ ᵗʰᵉ ʷʰᵒˡᵉ ᴱᵃʳᵗʰ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵍᵒ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵃ ⁿᵘᶜˡᵉᵃʳ ʷᵃʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ʷᵉ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵃˡˡ ᵇᵉ ᵈᵉᵃᵈ‧

ʙʟɪᴛᴢᴇɴᴋʀɪᴇɢ2194 • 1 ʏʀ. ᴀɢᴏ Tʜᴇ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴅ ᴘᴏᴋᴇᴅ ɪs ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ's ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴇɴᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴍ. "Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ," ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀ ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ, "ʜᴇ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴜʀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ."

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I destroy the monsters you don’t ever want to know about. by KMApok 'Why is there bad in the world?' It’s a common question, but it is misplaced. Light and dark. Without one, the other cannot exist. I roam the Earth, disposing of the bad wherever I find it. I destroy the ones you don’t even want to know about. I eliminate them completely so you can sleep at night. You people have no idea how many of you live because of the suffocating work I do. 'What about criminals, Mussolini, Adolph...' Well, those are the 'minor' ones I had to let live. For balance. The ones I suffocatingly destroy are too horrible and vile to even speak of... You see, I would wager you never have heard of me, specifically in any religious texts. Still I bet you have known of me. Some, for example, have their own name for me: SID's short for what you might call Sudden Infant Death Syndrome..

ʀ/TᴡᴏSᴇɴᴛᴇɴᴄᴇHᴏʀʀᴏʀ 5 ʜʀ. ᴀɢᴏ Pɪsᴛᴀᴄʜɪᴏ_Mᴜsᴛᴀʀᴅ Wʜᴇɴ I ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴇɴɪᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴇɴᴅ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ʜᴜɴɢᴇʀ I ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴄʀᴏᴘs ᴛᴏ ғʟᴏᴜʀɪsʜ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ Iᴛs ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴀ ᴅᴀʏ ɴᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ᴍʏ ʙᴀʙʏ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴀᴛ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ

ʳ/ᵗʰʳᵉᵉˢᵉⁿᵗᵉⁿᶜᵉʰᵒʳʳᵒʳ ᵐʸᵈᵃᵈˢⁿᵃᵐᵉⁱˢʰᵃʳᵒˡᵈ ᵀʰᵉ ⁿᵉⁱᵍʰᵇᵒᵘʳˢ ᵃʳᵉ ʰᵃᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿ ᵉᵃˢᵗᵉʳ ᵉᵍᵍ ʰᵘⁿᵗ⸴ ʲᵘˢᵗ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᴵ ᵉˣᵖᵉᶜᵗᵉᵈ‧ ᴵ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵒˢᵉ ᵏⁱᵈˢ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖˡᵃˢᵗⁱᶜ ᵉᵍᵍˢ ᴵ ʰⁱᵈ ˡᵃˢᵗ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ‧ ᴵ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇˡᵃᶜᵏ ʷⁱᵈᵒʷ ˢᵖⁱᵈᵉʳˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃⁿᵍʳʸ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉᵍᵍˢ ᵍᵉᵗ ᶜʳᵃᶜᵏᵉᵈ ᵒᵖᵉⁿ‧‧‧

r/shortscarystories 23 hr. ago captain-howdy2323 Unknown Stranger Oh my! I can hear him moving around down stairs. Can I remember if I heard him come inside? Idk. I must have because I've armed myself. I cower away in this closet. But I can't remember any of that. I must be in shock. Oh my heart is racing. I hear him coming up the stairs. It won't be long until he finds me. I can already see what everyone will be saying. "Man found in house", "The bloodbath". He's right outside the room. I'm breathing so heavily. I'm sure he can hear me. Please, stop shaking. Please, nerves calm down. He's opening the door. This is it. Finally. I've been waiting in his closet for hours.

Rowlie from on BoredPanda.com ↓ ↓ It's freezing and dark, the constant movement is making me nauseous, everything hurts, I'm lonely and scared I wish I didnt' ask for my ashes to be spread into the ocean...

ᴺᵒᵗ ˢᵉᵉⁱⁿᵍ ⁱˢ ᵇᵉˡⁱᵉᵛⁱⁿᵍ! ᔆᵃᵐᵐʸ ⁱˢ ᵃᵗ ʰᵒᵐᵉ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵉ ʰᵉᵃʳˢ ⁿᵒⁱˢᵉˢ ᶜᵒᵐⁱⁿᵍ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵏⁱᵗᶜʰᵉⁿ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵍᵒᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵏⁱᵗᶜʰᵉⁿ ᵗᵒ ˢᵉᵉ ʷʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ᵍᵒⁱⁿᵍ ᵒⁿ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶠⁱⁿᵈˢ ᵃ ˢˡⁱᶜᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵖⁱᶻᶻᵃ ᶠˡᵒᵃᵗⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃⁱʳ‧ ᔆᵃᵐᵐʸ'ˢ ᵐᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵉⁿᵗᵉʳˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵏⁱᵗᶜʰᵉⁿ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᔆᵃᵐᵐʸ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵉᵃᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵖⁱᶻᶻᵃ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢʰᵉ ˢᶜᵒˡᵈˢ ʰⁱᵐ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʳʸⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵉᵃᵗ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ᵈⁱⁿⁿᵉʳ‧ ᔆᵃᵐᵐʸ ⁱˢ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ᵗᵒ ᶜˡᵉᵃⁿ ʰⁱˢ ʳᵒᵒᵐ‧ ᔆᵘᵈᵈᵉⁿˡʸ⸴ ʰᵉ ʰᵉᵃʳˢ ᵃ ᵛᵒⁱᶜᵉ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ⁱⁿˢⁱᵈᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵉᵈʳᵒᵒᵐ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ᵒʷⁿᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵛᵒⁱᶜᵉ ⁱⁿᵗʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉˢ ʰⁱᵐˢᵉˡᶠ ᵃˢ ᵃⁿ ⁱⁿᵛⁱˢⁱᵇˡᵉ ᵇᵒʸ ʷʰᵒ ˢᵃʸˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʰᵉ ʷᵃⁿᵗˢ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᔆᵃᵐᵐʸ'ˢ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ‧ ᔆᵃᵐᵐʸ ᵍʳᵃᵇˢ ʰⁱˢ ᶠᵃᵗʰᵉʳ'ˢ ᴹᵒˡᵉᶜᵘˡᵉ ᴰᵉᵗᵉᶜᵗᵒʳ ᴸⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵖᵒⁱⁿᵗˢ ⁱᵗ ᵗᵒ ʳᵉᵛᵉᵃˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵒʸ'ˢ ʳᵉᵃˡ ᵇᵒᵈʸ⸴ ʷʰⁱᶜʰ ᔆᵃᵐᵐʸ ᵈᵉˢᶜʳⁱᵇᵉˢ ᵃˢ ᵐᵒⁿˢᵗʳᵒᵘˢ‧ ᵁⁿˡⁱᵏᵉ ᔆᵃᵐᵐʸ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰⁱˢ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ⸴ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿᵒʷ ᵛⁱˢⁱᵇˡᵉ ᶜʳᵉᵃᵗᵘʳᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ʰᵃˢ ᵒⁿᵉ ʰᵉᵃᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʷᵒ ᵃʳᵐˢ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵈᵒᵉˢⁿ'ᵗ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵃⁿᵗᵉⁿⁿᵃ‧ ᴴᵉ ⁱᵈᵉⁿᵗⁱᶠⁱᵉˢ ʰⁱᵐˢᵉˡᶠ ᵃˢ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᶜᵃˡˡᵉᵈ ʰᵘᵐᵃⁿ⸴ ʷʰⁱᶜʰ ᔆᵃᵐᵐʸ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ᵒᶠ‧ ᔆᵃᵐᵐʸ ᵃˢᵏˢ ⁱᶠ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵏᵉᵉᵖ ʰⁱᵐ ⁽ᵃˢ ᵃ ᵖᵉᵗ ᵖᵉʳʰᵃᵖˢ⁾ ᵇᵘᵗ ʰⁱˢ ᵖᵃʳᵉⁿᵗˢ ˢᵃʸ ᵗʰᵉʸ ˢʰᵒᵘˡᵈ ˢᵉⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵃ ᶻᵒᵒ⸴ ᵃˢ ʰᵘᵐᵃⁿˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃⁿ ᵉⁿᵈᵃⁿᵍᵉʳᵉᵈ ˢᵖᵉᶜⁱᵉˢ‧‧‧ ᴬᵘᵗʰᵒʳ⁽ˢ⁾ ᴿ‧ᴸ‧ ᔆᵗⁱⁿᵉ

weirdcore: 😵‍💫🤡💀👾🦷🫀🫁🧠🐱🍄🌻🌞🌚🥓🥩🍖🦴🎪♟🗿🏤💽📼📷🎥☎️📺🕰💡🕯⛓🔪🚬⚰️🪦🏺🧿💊💉🩸🧸🖼💌📅✂️🖍🔆🃏 kidcore: 😋😛🤪🤩🤡👽👾👑🦄✨🌈🍉🍓🍒🍟🍨🧁🍭🍬🍫🍩🍪🍼🧃⚽️🛼🎪🧩☎️⏰🔮🧸🎁🪄📚🧮🖍💘🃏 altcore: 🤬👿💀🦇🕷🕸🍮🥛☕️🎲💻⛓💣🔪🚬⚰️🪦📰📓🖋🖤💔🔞👁‍🗨🏴‍☠️🏁 clowncore: 🤡👑🦄🌺🌈🍭🍬🍼🎪🎭🎨🎬🎡🎢🎠🎀💓 traumacore: 🤬🥴🤮🤧🤕👊💋🩲👙🩱🌈💦🍌🍒🍑🍆🥒🥩🍖🦴🍦🧁🍰🍭🍩🍪🥛🧃🩰🚔🎠🏚🏩💒🌠🎇🎆💻📸☎️📺⏰🕯⛓🔫🧨🪓🔪🚬⚰️🪦🏺🩹💊💉🩸🧬🌡🛁🛏🧸🛍🎀🪄💌📆📚📎✂️🖍❤️‍🩹✝️💬🗯

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ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳⁱᵉˢ‧ ᵂʰᵃᵗ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵐⁱⁿᵈ; ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ? ᴾᵉᵃᶜᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᑫᵘⁱᵉᵗ? ᴹᵒⁿᵘᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ? ʸᵒᵘ ᵐⁱᵍʰᵗ ˡᵒᵒᵏ ᵃᵗ ᵃ ʳᵃⁿᵈᵒᵐ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ ᴴᵉʳᵉ ˡⁱᵉˢ ᔆᵐⁱᵗʰ ¹⁹ˣˣ⁻? ᴰᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵒⁿᵈᵉʳ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉʳˢᵒⁿ? ᴵ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ'ᵛᵉ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ᵃⁿ ⁱⁿᶠᵃⁿᵗ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʰᵉ ᵖᵃˢˢᵉᵈ‧‧‧ ᵂᵃˢⁿ'ᵗ ᵍʳᵃⁿᵈᵖᵃ ᵇᵒʳⁿ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵃᵐᵉ ʸᵉᵃʳ? ᴴᵒʷ ᵈⁱᵈ ᔆᵐⁱᵗʰ ˢᵖᵉⁿᵈ ʰⁱˢ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ? ᵂᵃˢ ᔆᵐⁱᵗʰ ˢᵃᵗⁱˢᶠⁱᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ʰᵉ ᵈⁱᵉᵈ⸴ ᶠᵘˡᶠⁱˡˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵃˡˡ ʰⁱˢ ᵈʳᵉᵃᵐˢ? ᵂᵃˢ ⁱᵗ ˢᵘᵈᵈᵉⁿ ʷʰᵉⁿ ⁱᵗ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ⸴ ᵒʳ ʷᵃˢ ⁱᵗ ᶠᵒʳˢᵉᵉⁿ? ᵂʰᵉⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᴵ ᵍᵒ ᵗᵒ ᵃ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉʸᵃʳᵈ⸴ ᴵ ᵗᵉⁿᵈ ᵗᵒ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵉˣᵖˡᵒʳᵉ ⁿᵉᵃʳᵇʸ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉˢ; ʳᵉᵃᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿᵃᵐᵉˢ⸴ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ˡⁱᶠᵉᵗⁱᵐᵉ‧‧‧ ᴰʳʸ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉˢ ᶜʳᵘⁿᶜʰ ᵃˢ ᴵ ʷᵃˡᵏ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵃ ʳᵒʷ‧ ᴵ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ʰᵉˡᵖ ᵇᵘᵗ ʷᵒⁿᵈᵉʳ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ʷʰᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳⁱᵃˡˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᶠᵒʳ‧ ᴸᵒᵒᵏˢ ᵇʳᵃⁿᵈ ⁿᵉʷ; ᵒʰ⸴ ⁱᵗ ˢᵃʸˢ ²⁰ˣˣ ˢᵒ ⁱᵗ ᵐᵘˢᵗ ᵇᵉ ʳᵉᶜᵉⁿᵗ‧ ᴬᵐᵃᵇᵉˡ; ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵃ ᵇᵉᵃᵘᵗⁱᶠᵘˡ ⁿᵃᵐᵉ! ᴬᵐᵃᵇᵉˡ‧‧‧ ᴿⁱᵍʰᵗ ⁿᵉᵃʳ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ᵇⁱʳᵗʰᵈᵃʸ‽ ᴬ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ ˢʰᵃᵖᵉᵈ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ‧‧‧ ᴵ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ʰᵉˡᵖ ᵇᵘᵗ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ‧ ᔆᵒᵐᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘⁿᵍᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ‧ ᵂʰᵃᵗ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ? ᴴᵃᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵃⁿʸ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ? ᔆᵒᵐᵉ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵐᵃⁿʸ ᶠˡᵒʷᵉʳˢ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉᵈ‧ ᴬʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒˢᵉˢ ᵃʳᵗⁱᶠⁱᶜⁱᵃˡ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᵗʰᵉʸ ˡᵒᵒᵏ ˢᵒ ᶠʳᵉˢʰ‧‧‧ ᴵ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒˡᵒᵘʳˢ! ᴮᵘᵗ ᴵ ᵗʳʸ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗᵒ ʳᵘˢʰ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ᵃ ˢᵃᶜʳᵉᵈ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ‧ ᴱᵛᵉⁿᵗᵘᵃˡˡʸ⸴ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᴵ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ⸴ ᴵ ˡᵒᵒᵏ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳʸ ʷʰᵉⁿᶜᵉ ᴵ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ‧ ᴬˡˡ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᴬ ˡⁱᶠᵉ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ ʷᵒʳᵗʰ ᵗᵉˡˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵏⁿᵒʷⁱⁿᵍ‧ ᴵ'ᵐ ˢᵉʳᵉⁿᵉ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᵇʸ ᴵ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵃʳ‧ ᴿᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ˡᵒᵛᵉᵈ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵈᵒᵉˢⁿ’ᵗ ⁿᵉᶜᵉˢˢᵃʳⁱˡʸ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵉⁿᵈ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵘⁿᵉʳᵃˡ ʰᵒᵐᵉ ᵒʳ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳⁱᵃˡ ˢᵉʳᵛⁱᶜᵉ‧ ᴬ ᵗᵃᵖʰᵒᵖʰⁱˡᵉ ⁱˢ ᵒⁿᵉ ʷʰᵒ ᵗᵃᵏᵉˢ ᵃⁿ ⁱⁿᵗᵉʳᵉˢᵗ ⁱⁿ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳⁱᵉˢ⸴ ᵗᵒᵐᵇˢᵗᵒⁿᵉˢ⸴ ᵒʳ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳʸ ᵒᶠ ᵖᵃˢᵗ ˡⁱᵛᵉˢ‧ ᵀʰᵉʳᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ˢᵒ ᵐᵃⁿʸ ᵈⁱᶠᶠᵉʳᵉⁿᵗ ʳᵉᵃˢᵒⁿˢ ʷʰʸ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳⁱᵉˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ˢᵒ ᵐᵃⁿʸ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ʷʰᵒ ᵈᵒ‧ ᴴᵃᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ⁱᵗ? ᴰᵒ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ᵗʰⁱˢ ⁱˢ ᵒᵈᵈ⸴ ᵒʳ ᵈᵒ ᵗʰᵉʸ ˢʰᵃʳᵉ ᵗʰⁱˢ ⁱⁿᵗᵉʳᵉˢᵗ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘ? ᴰᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ʳᵉᵃᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉᵖⁱᵗᵃᵖʰˢ? ᵀʰᵉʸ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵇᵉ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ᵖʳᵒᵛᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ⸴ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ ʷʳᵉⁿᶜʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡᵒᵛⁱⁿᵍ‧ ᴳᵉᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵍˡⁱᵐᵖˢᵉ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉʳˢᵒⁿ’ˢ ˡⁱᶠᵉ⸴ “ᴮᵉˡᵒᵛᵉᵈ ᶠᵃᵗʰᵉʳ⸴ ᔆʷᵉᵉᵗ ᴬⁿᵍᵉˡ”‧ ᵂʰᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵇᵒʳⁿ⸴ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵈⁱᵉᵈ‧ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ˡᵉᵃʳⁿ ˢᵒ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʳᵉᵃᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵒᵐᵇˢᵗᵒⁿᵉ‧ ᴰⁱᵈ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵃ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ⸴ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈʳᵉⁿ⸴ ᵖᵃʳᵉⁿᵗˢ⸴ ˢᵖᵒᵘˢᵉ? ᵂᵉʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉʸ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵉʳᵛⁱᶜᵉ⸴ ᵃⁿ ᵉˣᵖˡᵒʳᵉʳ ᵃⁿ ᵃʳᵗⁱˢᵗ⸴ ᵃ ᵖᵒᵉᵗ? ᴵˢ ⁱᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵉᵃᵘᵗʸ ᵒᶠ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳⁱᵉˢ? ᵀʰᵉ ᵖᵃʳᵏ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ˢᵉᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵒʳⁿᵃᵗᵉ ᵗᵒᵐᵇˢᵗᵒⁿᵉˢ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ᵖᵉᵃᶜᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵉʳᵉⁿⁱᵗʸ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ᵈᵉᶜᵃʸⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒᵐᵇˢᵗᵒⁿᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ʷᵒᵒᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵃ ᵍʰᵒˢᵗ ᵗᵒʷⁿ‧ ᴿᵉᵐⁿᵃⁿᵗˢ ᵒᶠ ʸᵉˢᵗᵉʳʸᵉᵃʳ‧ ᴬ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ ᵒᶠ ᵃ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ⸴ ᵒᶠ ᵃ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ʷʰᵒ ˡⁱᵛᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈⁱᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ‧ ᴵˢ ⁱᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃʳᶜʰⁱᵗᵉᶜᵗᵘʳᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵈʳᵃʷˢ ʸᵒᵘ? ᵀʰᵉ ᵇᵉᵃᵘᵗⁱᶠᵘˡ ᶜᵃʳᵛᵉᵈ ᵗᵒᵐᵇˢᵗᵒⁿᵉˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵗᵃᵗᵘᵉˢ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ˢᵗᵃⁱⁿᵉᵈ ᵍˡᵃˢˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ʷʳᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ⁱʳᵒⁿ‧ ᴹᵘᶜʰ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ᵍᵒ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇʳᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵃ ˡⁱᶠᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵒⁿᶜᵉ ʷᵃˢ‧ ᴿᵉˢᵖᵉᶜᵗ ᵗʰᵒˢᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵃʳᵉ ᵍᵒⁿᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᵒᶠ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇʳᵃⁿᶜᵉ⸴ ᵉⁿᵈˡᵉˢˢˡʸ ᶠᵃˢᶜⁱⁿᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ˢᵗᵒʳⁱᵉˢ‧ ᴰᵒ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵃ ˢⁱᵐᵖˡᵉ ʳᵉᶜᵗᵃⁿᵍˡᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵐᵃʳᵇˡᵉ ᵒʳ ᵃⁿ ᵉˡᵃᵇᵒʳᵃᵗᵉˡʸ ᶜʰⁱˢᵉˡˡᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵍᵉˡ? ᴬʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᶠˡᵒʷᵉʳˢ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈᵒ ᵗʰᵉʸ ˡᵒᵒᵏ ᶠʳᵉˢʰ? ᵂʰᵃᵗ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ⁱⁿʰᵃᵇⁱᵗᵃⁿᵗˢ? ᴾʳᵒᶠᵉˢˢᵒʳ ᴰᵃᵛⁱᵉˢ ˢᵃʸˢ ʰᵉʳ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉʸᵃʳᵈˢ ˡᵉᵃⁿˢ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᵗᵒʷᵃʳᵈ ᵇⁱᵇˡⁱᵒᵖʰⁱˡⁱᵃ ⁽ᵃ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵇᵒᵒᵏˢ⁾ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ⁿᵉᶜʳᵒᵖʰⁱˡⁱᵃ “ᵒʳ ᵃⁿʸ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵉᑫᵘᵃˡˡʸ ᵍʳᵒˢˢ ᵒʳ ᵐᵒʳᵇⁱᵈ ᵈᵉʳᵃⁿᵍᵉᵐᵉⁿᵗ‧” ᴵⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉⁿᵈ⸴ ˢʰᵉ ʳᵉʲᵉᶜᵗˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵉʳᵐ ᵗᵃᵖʰᵒᵖʰⁱˡᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈᵉᶜⁱᵈᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵃˡˡ ʰᵉʳˢᵉˡᶠ ᵃ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳⁱᵃⁿ‧ ᴵᵗ’ˢ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ʰᵃᵖᵖʸ ᵗᵒ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ˢᵒ ᵐᵃⁿʸ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳʸ ᵒʳᵍᵃⁿⁱᶻᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ⸴ ᵈᵒⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ʷᵒʳᵏ⸴ ʳᵉˢᵉᵃʳᶜʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈᵒᶜᵘᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵖʳᵒᵗᵉᶜᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉˢᵉ ᶠʳᵃᵍⁱˡᵉ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉˢ‧ ᴱᵃᶜʰ ᵗᵉˡˡⁱ ᵃ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ⁱˢ ᵘⁿⁱᑫᵘᵉˡʸ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ᵒʷⁿ‧ ᴬ ᵗᵃᵖʰᵒᵖʰⁱˡᵉ ᵇʸ ᵈᵉᶠⁱⁿⁱᵗⁱᵒⁿ ⁱˢ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵒⁿᵉ ʷʰᵒ ⁱˢ ⁱⁿᵗᵉʳᵉˢᵗᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳⁱᵉˢ⸴ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉˢᵗᵒⁿᵉˢ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃʳᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰⁱˢᵗᵒʳʸ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵍᵒᵉˢ ᵃˡᵒⁿᵍ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉᵐ‧ ᔆᵒᵐᵉ ᵗᵃᵖʰᵒᵖʰⁱˡᵉˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃˡˢᵒ ⁱⁿᵗᵉʳᵉˢᵗᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᶠᵘⁿᵉʳᵃˡˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶠᵘⁿᵉʳᵃʳʸ ᵗʳᵃᵈⁱᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵒᵛᵉʳ ᵗʰᵉ ʸᵉᵃʳˢ‧ ᵀᵃᵖʰᵒᵖʰⁱˡᵉˢ ᵃʳᵉ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵍʰᵒᵘˡⁱˢʰ ᶠᵒˡᵏˢ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵈᵉᵃᵗʰ ᵒᵇˢᵉˢˢⁱᵒⁿˢ‧ ᴵⁿ ᶠᵃᶜᵗ⸴ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵇᵉ ᑫᵘⁱᵗᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᵖᵖᵒˢⁱᵗᵉ‧ ᵀᵃᵖʰᵒᵖʰⁱˡᵉˢ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ᵇᵘʳⁱᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳⁱᵉˢ‧ ᵀʰᵉʸ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ˡᵉᵃʳⁿ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ʰⁱˢᵗᵒʳʸ ᵒᶠ ⁱⁿᵈⁱᵛⁱᵈᵘᵃˡˢ⸴ ᵃⁿᶜᵉˢᵗᵒʳˢ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵐᵘⁿⁱᵗʸ‧ ᴬⁿᵈ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ᵃ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉˢᵗᵒⁿᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ˡⁱᵗᵉʳᵃˡˡʸ ᵗᵉˡˡˢ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉʳˢᵒⁿ’ˢ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ⸴ ⁱᵗ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵇᵉ ᵃᵐᵃᶻⁱⁿᵍ‧ ᴮᵉ ᶜᵒⁿˢⁱᵈᵉʳᵃᵗᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ‧ ᴵᶠ ᵃ ᶠᵘⁿᵉʳᵃˡ ⁱˢ ⁱⁿ ᵖʳᵒᵍʳᵉˢˢ ᵒʳ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ᵛⁱˢⁱᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ⸴ ᵐᵒᵛᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵃⁿᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ˢᵉᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳʸ‧ ᴰᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ˢᵗᵃⁿᵈ⸴ ˢⁱᵗ ᵒʳ ˡᵉᵃⁿ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿˢᵗ ᵐᵒⁿᵘᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ‧ ᴬˢᵏ ᵖᵉʳᵐⁱˢˢⁱᵒⁿ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳʸ ᵒᶠᶠⁱᶜᵉ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ᵈᵒⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉˢᵗᵒⁿᵉ ʳᵘᵇᵇⁱⁿᵍ; ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵐᵃʸ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵇᵉ ᵃˡˡᵒʷᵉᵈ‧ ᶠᵒˡˡᵒʷ ᵃˡˡ ᵖᵒˢᵗᵉᵈ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳʸ ʳᵘˡᵉˢ‧

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by c.c. (Jan 14, 2015 02:51AM) c.c. (utopiosphere) ╳ ──── Gʀᴇᴇᴋ Fɪɢᴜʀᴇs Achilles ➸ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴏᴊᴀɴ wᴀʀ, ᴀ sᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴘᴇʟᴇᴜs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇʀᴇɪᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴛɪs Actaeon ➸ ᴀ ʜᴜɴᴛᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ sᴘɪᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴀʀᴛᴇᴍɪs ʙᴀᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀs ᴛʀᴀɴsғᴏʀᴍᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ sᴛᴀɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏʀɴ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ ʙʏ ʜɪs ʜᴏᴜɴᴅs Andromeda ➸ ᴀ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ ᴇᴛʜɪᴏᴘɪᴀɴ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴀs ᴄʜᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴄᴋs ᴀs ᴀ sᴀᴄʀɪғɪᴄᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀ-ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀ ʀᴀᴠᴀɢɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴀsᴛ. sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ʀᴇsᴄᴜᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴘᴇʀsᴇᴜs Arachne ➸ ᴀɴ ᴀʀʀᴏɢᴀɴᴛ ᴡᴇᴀᴠᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇᴅ ᴀᴛʜᴇɴᴀ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇsᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀs ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ sᴘɪᴅᴇʀ Atalanta ➸ ᴀɴ ᴀʀᴄᴀᴅɪᴀɴ ʜᴜɴᴛʀᴇss, ɴᴜʀsᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪʟᴅᴇʀɴᴇss ʙʏ ᴀ ʙᴇᴀʀ. sʜᴇ ʜᴜɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ cᴀʟʏᴅᴏɴɪᴀɴ ʙᴏᴀʀ, sʟᴇᴡ cᴇɴᴛᴀᴜʀs, ᴅᴇғᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴘᴇʟᴇᴜs ɪɴ ᴡʀᴇsᴛʟɪɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀs ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴍᴇʟᴀɴɪᴏɴ ᴡʜᴏ ᴅᴇғᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴀ ʀᴀᴄᴇ Bellerophon ➸ ᴀ ᴄᴏʀɪɴᴛʜɪᴀɴ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴɢᴇᴅ ʜᴏʀsᴇ ᴘᴇɢᴀsᴜs ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴏʏᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏɴsᴛʀᴏᴜs ᴄʜɪᴍᴇʀᴀ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴡᴀs ʀᴀᴠᴀɢɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀɴᴅ ᴏғ ʟʏᴄɪᴀ Callisto ➸ ᴀɴ ᴀʀᴄᴀᴅɪᴀɴ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴜɴᴛɪɴɢ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴀʀᴛᴇᴍɪs. sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ʙʏ zᴇᴜs, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴘʀᴇɢɴᴀɴᴄʏ ᴡᴀs ʀᴇᴠᴇᴀʟᴇᴅ ᴡᴀs ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ʙᴇᴀʀ Castor ➸ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪᴏsᴄᴜʀɪ ᴛᴡɪɴs; ᴘᴏʟʟᴜx's ᴛᴡɪɴ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ Cecrops ➸ ᴀɴ ᴇᴀʀʟʏ, ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ-ʙᴏʀɴ ᴋɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴏ ғᴏᴜɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄɪᴛʏ ᴏғ ᴀᴛʜᴇɴs. ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ sɴᴀᴋᴇ·s ᴛᴀɪʟ ɪɴ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴏғ ʟᴇɢs Cyrene ➸ ᴀ ᴛʜᴇssᴀʟɪᴀɴ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴜɴᴛʀᴇss. sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅ ᴀᴘᴏʟʟᴏ ᴡʜᴏ ғɪʀsᴛ sᴘɪᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴡʀᴇsᴛʟɪɴɢ ᴀ ʟɪᴏɴ Daedalus ➸ ᴀ sᴋɪʟʟғᴜʟ ᴄʀᴀғᴛsᴍᴀɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʀᴛɪsᴛ ᴡʜᴏ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀʙʏʀɪɴᴛʜ Danae ➸ ᴀɴ ᴀʀɢɪᴠᴇ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴀs ʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴀ ʙʀᴏɴᴢᴇ ᴄᴇʟʟ ʙʏ ʜᴇʀ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀᴄʀɪsɪᴜs. sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ɪᴍᴘʀᴇɢɴᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ zᴇᴜs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴏʀᴍ ᴏғ ᴀ ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ sʜᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴏʀᴇ ʜɪᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴘᴇʀsᴇᴜs Deucalion ➸ ᴀ ᴋɪɴɢ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇssᴀʟʏ ᴡʜᴏ sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴅᴇʟᴜɢᴇ sᴇɴᴛ ʙʏ ᴢᴇᴜs ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴏʏ ᴍᴀɴᴋɪɴᴅ. ʜᴇ ʀᴇᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀᴄᴇ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠᴀsᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀsᴛɪɴɢ ᴏғ sᴛᴏɴᴇs Europa ➸ ᴀ ᴘʜᴏᴇɴɪᴄɪᴀɴ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss ᴀʙᴅᴜᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɪsʟᴀɴᴅ ᴏғ cʀᴇᴛᴇ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅ zᴇᴜs ᴡʜᴏ ᴄᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴀᴄʀᴏss ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴜɪsᴇ ᴏғ ᴀ ʙᴜʟʟ Ganymede ➸ ᴀ ʜᴀɴᴅsᴏᴍᴇ ᴛʀᴏᴊᴀɴ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴀs ᴄᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ ᴏғғ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅ zᴇᴜs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴜɪsᴇ ᴏғ ᴀɴ ᴇᴀɢʟᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʜᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜᴘʙᴇᴀʀᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅs Geryon ➸ ᴀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ-ʙᴏᴅɪᴇᴅ ᴍᴀɴ ᴡʜᴏ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ᴀ ғᴀʙᴜʟᴏᴜs ʜᴇʀᴅ ᴏғ ʀᴇᴅ-sᴋɪɴɴᴇᴅ ᴄᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɪsʟᴀɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴇʀʏᴛʜᴇᴀ. ʜᴇʀᴀᴄʟᴇs ᴡᴀs sᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ғᴇᴛᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴀs ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ʜɪs ᴛᴡᴇʟᴠᴇ ʟᴀʙᴏᴜʀs ᴀɴᴅ sʟᴇᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʜɪs ϙᴜᴇsᴛ Helen ➸ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴢᴇᴜs ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴇᴅᴀ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀs ᴄᴏɴsɪᴅᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ, ᴀ ʀᴇᴘʀᴇsᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ɪᴅᴇᴀʟ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ Heracles ➸ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴇᴇᴋs ᴡʜᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡᴇʟᴠᴇ ɪᴍᴘᴏssɪʙʟᴇ ʟᴀʙᴏᴜʀs ᴀssɪɢɴᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ ʙʏ ᴋɪɴɢ ᴇᴜʀʏsᴛʜᴇᴜs Hippolyte ➸ ᴀ ϙᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴍᴀᴢᴏɴs, ᴡʜᴏsᴇ ʙᴇʟᴛ ʜᴇʀᴀᴄʟᴇs ᴡᴀs sᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ғᴇᴛᴄʜ ᴀs ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ʜɪs ᴛᴡᴇʟᴠᴇ ʟᴀʙᴏᴜʀs. sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʀᴏ ɪɴ ʜɪs ϙᴜᴇsᴛ Hyacinthus ➸ ᴀ ʜᴀɴᴅsᴏᴍᴇ sᴘᴀʀᴛᴀɴ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅ ᴀᴘᴏʟʟᴏ. ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏ ᴡᴀs ᴀᴄᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛᴀʟʟʏ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴀ ᴅɪsᴄᴜs ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴀ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴏғ ϙᴜᴏɪᴛs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʀᴀɴsғᴏʀᴍᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀʀᴋsᴘᴜʀ ғʟᴏᴡᴇʀ Icarus ➸ ᴛʜᴇ sᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀ ᴄʀᴀғᴛsᴍᴀɴ ᴅᴀᴇᴅᴀʟᴜs, ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴡʜᴏᴍ ʜᴇ ᴀᴛᴛᴇᴍᴘᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴇsᴄᴀᴘᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴄʀᴇᴛᴇ ʏᴇᴛ ᴡʜᴏsᴇ ᴀᴍʙɪᴛɪᴏɴ ғᴀɪʟᴇᴅ Io ➸ ᴀɴ ᴀʀɢɪᴠᴇ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅ zᴇᴜs, ᴡʜᴏ ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ʜᴇɪғᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴅᴇ ʜᴇʀ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜs ɢᴀᴢᴇ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀᴀ Ixion ➸ ᴀɴ ɪᴍᴘɪᴏᴜs ʟᴀᴘɪᴛʜ ᴋɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴏ sᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴀᴘᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ʜᴇʀᴀ ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴀs ғᴏᴏʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴘʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍ ᴄʟᴏᴜᴅ. ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴄʜᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ғɪᴇʀʏ ᴡʜᴇᴇʟ ғᴏʀ ᴇᴛᴇʀɴɪᴛʏ ᴀs ᴘᴜɴɪsʜᴍᴇɴᴛ Jason ➸ ᴀ ᴛʜᴇssᴀʟɪᴀɴ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴡʜᴏ ʟᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʀɢᴏɴᴀᴜᴛs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ϙᴜᴇsᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ғʟᴇᴇᴄᴇ Leda ➸ ᴀ ϙᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴏғ sᴘᴀʀᴛᴀ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴀs sᴇᴅᴜᴄᴇᴅ ʙʏ zᴇᴜs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴜɪsᴇ ᴏғ sᴡᴀɴ. sʜᴇ ʟᴀɪᴅ ᴀɴ ᴇɢɢ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴡᴀs ʜᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ ʜᴇʟᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪᴏsᴄᴜʀɪ ᴛᴡɪɴs Midas ➸ ᴀ ᴋɪɴɢ ᴏғ ᴘʜʀʏɢɪᴀ ᴡʜᴏ ᴋɪɴᴅʟʏ ᴇɴᴛᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴅɪᴏɴʏsᴜs' ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴɪᴏɴ sɪʟᴇɴᴜs ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ sᴇᴘᴀʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅ's ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀs ʀᴇᴡᴀʀᴅ ᴡᴀs ɢɪᴠᴇɴ ᴀ ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ Narcissus ➸ ᴀɴ ᴀʀʀᴏɢᴀɴᴛ ʙᴏᴇᴏᴛɪᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜᴛʜ ᴡʜᴏ sᴘᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀs ᴄᴜʀsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ғᴀʟʟ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪs ᴏᴡɴ ʀᴇғʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ. ғᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴀᴡᴀʏ' ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴛʀᴀɴsғᴏʀᴍᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴅᴀғғᴏᴅɪʟ Odysseus ➸ ᴀ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴏᴊᴀɴ wᴀʀ, ᴡʜᴏsᴇ ғʟᴇᴇᴛ ᴡᴀs ʙʟᴏᴡɴ ᴏғғ ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ sᴛᴏʀᴍ ᴏɴ ʜɪs ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ Oedipus ➸ a ʙᴏᴇᴏᴛɪᴀɴ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴡʜᴏ ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴏʏᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ sᴘʜɪɴx ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀs ᴄʀᴏᴡɴᴇᴅ ᴋɪɴɢ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇʙᴇs Orion ➸ ᴀ ʜᴀɴᴅsᴏᴍᴇ ɢɪᴀɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴜɴᴛᴇʀ, ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴀʀᴛᴇᴍɪs. ɢᴀᴇᴀ sᴇɴᴛ ᴀ sᴄᴏʀᴘɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴏʏ ʜɪᴍ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ʙᴏᴀsᴛᴇᴅ ʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴜɴᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɴɪᴍᴀʟs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ Pandora ➸ ᴛʜᴇ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅs. sʜᴇ ᴅᴇʟɪᴠᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴇᴠɪʟ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴜsᴇ ᴏғ ᴍᴀɴ ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ᴏᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴊᴀʀ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴɪɴɢ ᴀʟʟ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʀᴍғᴜʟ sᴘɪʀɪᴛs Penthesilea ➸ ᴀɴ ᴀᴍᴀᴢᴏɴ ϙᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴡʜᴏ ʟᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴛʀᴏᴏᴘs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴏᴊᴀɴ Wᴀʀ. sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs sʟᴀɪɴ ʙʏ ᴀᴄʜɪʟʟᴇs Perseus ➸ ᴀ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴋɪɴɢ ᴘᴏʟʏᴅᴇᴄᴛᴇs ᴏғ sᴇʀɪᴘʜᴜs ᴛᴏ ғᴇᴛᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏʀɢᴏɴ's ʜᴇᴀᴅ. ʜᴇ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀɪᴢᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴏɴᴇ Phaethon ➸ ᴀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ᴏғ ʜᴇʟɪᴜs ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ, ᴡʜᴏ ᴘᴇʀsᴜᴀᴅᴇᴅ ʜɪs ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴛ ʜɪᴍ ʀɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴏʟᴀʀ ᴄʜᴀʀɪᴏᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ʟᴏsᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀs ʙʟᴀsᴛᴇᴅ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋʏ ʙʏ zᴇᴜs Pollux ➸ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪᴏsᴄᴜʀɪ ᴛᴡɪɴs; ᴄᴀsᴛᴏʀ's ᴛᴡɪɴ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ Pygmalion ➸ ᴀ cʏᴘʀɪᴏᴛ ᴋɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴏ ғᴇʟʟ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴ ɪᴠᴏʀʏ sᴛᴀᴛᴜᴇ. ɪɴ ᴀɴsᴡᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ʜɪs ᴘʀᴀʏᴇʀs, ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴀᴘʜʀᴏᴅɪᴛᴇ ɢᴀᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ʟɪғᴇ Pyrrha ➸ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪғᴇ ᴏғ ᴋɪɴɢ ᴅᴇᴜᴄᴀʟɪᴏɴ, ᴡʜᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴜsʙᴀɴᴅ sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴅᴇʟᴜɢᴇ Sisyphus ➸ ᴀ ᴋɪɴɢ ᴏғ cᴏʀɪɴᴛʜ ᴡʜᴏ ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴇᴀᴛ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴀs ғᴏʀᴄɪʙʟʏ ᴄᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ ᴏғғ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏɴᴅᴇᴍɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟ ᴛᴏʀᴍᴇɴᴛ Tantalus ➸ ᴀ ᴋɪɴɢ ᴏғ ʟʏᴅɪᴀ ᴡʜᴏ sᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ ʜɪs sʟᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ sᴏɴ ᴀᴛ ᴀ ғᴇᴀsᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅs. ᴀs ᴘᴜɴɪsʜᴍᴇɴᴛ, ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴄᴏɴᴅᴇᴍɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟ ᴛᴏʀᴛᴜʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴛᴀʀᴛᴀʀᴜs Theseus ➸ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴀᴛʜᴇɴɪᴀɴ ʜᴇʀᴏ, sʟᴀʏᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪɴᴏᴛᴀᴜʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀɴᴅɪᴛs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ɪsᴛʜᴍᴜs Triptolemus ➸ ᴀɴ ᴀɢʀɪᴄᴜʟᴛᴜʀᴀʟ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴏғ ᴇʟᴇᴜsɪs ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴀs ɢɪᴠᴇɴ ᴀ ᴡɪɴɢᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀɪᴏᴛ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴅᴇᴍᴇᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴏ sᴘʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴋɴᴏᴡʟᴇᴅɢᴇ ᴏғ ᴀɢʀɪᴄᴜʟᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ Tyro ➸ ᴀ ᴛʜᴇssᴀʟɪᴀɴ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴀs sᴇᴅᴜᴄᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅ ᴘᴏsᴇɪᴅᴏɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴜɪsᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪᴠᴇʀ ᴇɴɪᴘᴇᴜs. 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‘Crying isn’t going to help’ by HonestRage She's gone, all because of him. Dead. He killed my wife. She'd still be here, if it's not for him. If only he could speak with reason; I could’ve let him live long enough to explain. But that was obviously not going to happen. After all, he was born just a few minutes ago...

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ɖǟʀᏦ ƈɦʀɨֆᏆʍǟֆ: ֆɛʋɛռ ֆɛǟֆօռǟʟ ʍօռֆᏆɛʀֆ ʄʀօʍ ʍʏᏆɦ ǟռɖ ʟɛɢɛռɖ Author's 𓂀𝕰𝖑𝖎𝖏𝖆𝖍𖣲̸☘♕ :zap: 11/12/21 ╔═══════ :christmas_tree: ════════╗ ╚═══════ :christmas_tree: ════════╝ —(••÷[ 𝕴𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖉𝖚𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 ]÷••)— :christmas_tree: ČℌƦĬṨŦṀᗛṨ ṀĬᎶℌŦ ŦƟĐᗛƳ ᗷℨ ᗛ ŦĬṀℨ ƟF ℑƟƳ ᗛŊĐ FℨṨŦĬƲĬŦƳ, ᗷỰŦ ᗛ Fℨϖ ČℨŊŦỰƦĬℨṨ ᗷℨFƟƦℨ FᗛŦℌℨƦ ČℌƦĬṨŦṀᗛṨ, ṀỰČℌ ƟF ℨỰƦƟƤℨ Ṩᗛϖ Ŧℌℨ ṀĬĐϖĬŊŦℨƦ ᗛṨ Ŧℌℨ ŦĬṀℨ ϖℌℨŊ Ŧℌℨ ĐℨᗛĐ ᗛŊĐ ĐℨṀƟŊĬČ ƦƟᗛṀℨĐ Ŧℌℨ FƦƟṨŦƳ ČƟỰŊŦƦƳṨĬĐℨ. ƤᗛỰĹ ℌᗛϖƘĬŊṨ ṨℨĹℨČŦṨ ṨℨƲℨŊ ƟF Ŧℌℨ ṀƟṨŦ FƦĬᎶℌŦℨŊĬŊᎶ ČℌƦĬṨŦṀᗛṨ ČƦℨᗛŦỰƦℨṨ. ๑۞๑,¸¸,ø¤º°`°๑۩ - ๑۩ ,¸¸,ø¤º°`°๑۞๑ ꈼO̶↦ꈼn̶↦ꈼe̶↦ ╔═══════ :christmas_tree: ════════╗ ╚═══════ :christmas_tree: ════════╝ krαϻϼῠϩ rϵϩϵϻϦlϵϩ αͷ αͷϯhrϴϼϴϻϴrϼhῖͼ, δϵϻϴͷῖͼ ϭϴαϯ ϣhϴ ϼῠͷῖϩhϵϩ ϻῖϩϦϵhανῖͷϭ ͼhῖlδrϵͷ. hϵ rῖϼϩ ϴῠϯ ϭῖrlϩ’ ϼῖϭϯαῖlϩ, Ϧϵαϯϩ ͼhῖlδrϵͷ ϣῖϯh Ϧῖrͼh Ϧrαͷͼhϵϩ αͷδ ϴfϯϵͷ ͼαrrῖϵϩ α Ϧαϩkϵϯ ϴͷ hῖϩ Ϧαͼk ϩϴ hϵ ͼαͷ ͼαrrϒ ϴff α ͼhῖlδ ϴf hῖϩ ͼhϴϴϩῖͷϭ αͷδ ͼϴͷϩῠϻϵ ϯhϵϻ fϴr ͼhrῖϩϯϻαϩ δῖͷͷϵr. 5 δϵͼϵϻϦϵr ῖϩ krαϻϼῠϩͷαͼhϯ – ϯhϵ ͷῖϭhϯ ϣhϵrϵ ϻϵͷ ῖͷ hϴϻϵϻαδϵ krαϻϼῠϩ ͼϴϩϯῠϻϵϩ ͼhαrϭϵδ αrϴῠͷδ αlϼῖͷϵ νῖllαϭϵϩ ϣῖϯh ϼῖϯͼhfϴrkϩ, δϵϻαͷδῖͷϭ Ϧϴϴϟϵ αͷδ ϯhrϵαϯϵͷῖͷϭ ϩϯrαͷϭϵrϩ. ϭϵͷῠῖͷϵ ϻϴͷϩϯϵrϩ frϴϻ ϯhϵ fῖrϵϩ ϴf hϵll ϣϴῠlδ ϼrϴϦαϦlϒ hανϵ ͼαῠϩϵδ lϵϩϩ δϵϩϯrῠͼϯῖϴͷ. ϯhϵϩϵ 'krαϻϼῠϩ rῠͷϩ' ͼϴͷϯῖͷῠϵ ϯϴδαϒ αͷδ αrϵ α lῖϯϯlϵ ϻϴrϵ ϴrϭαͷῖϩϵδ Ϧῠϯ ϩϯῖll ϯϵrrῖfϒῖͷϭ ϯϴ ϣῖϯͷϵϩϩ. ϣhῖlϩϯ ϻαͷϒ ϩῖͷῖϩϯϵr ͼhrῖϩϯϻαϩ ͼhαrαͼϯϵrϩ ϼϵαkϵδ δῠrῖͷϭ ϯhϵ 15ϯh αͷδ 16ϯh ͼϵͷϯῠrῖϵϩ, ῖͷϯϵrϵϩϯ ῖͷ krαϻϼῠϩ hαϩ ϭrϴϣͷ ϴνϵr ϯῖϻϵ. ϯhϵ 19ϯh-ͼϵͷϯῠrϒ ῖͷνϵͷϯῖϴͷ ϴf ͼhrῖϩϯϻαϩ ͼαrδϩ ϩαϣ αͷ ϵxϼlϴϩῖϴͷ ϴf ῖϻαϭϵϩ ϴf krαϻϼῠϩ ϩϵͷϯ αrϴῠͷδ ϯhϵ ϣϴrlδ. krαϻϼῠϩ rῠͷϩ hανϵ ϩϼrϵαδ ϯϴ αϻϵrῖͼα ϯϴϴ αͷδ, ϩῖͷͼϵ 2013, ϯhϵrϵ hανϵ Ϧϵϵͷ α ϩϵrῖϵϩ ϴf krαϻϼῠϩ-rϵlαϯϵδ ͼhrῖϩϯϻαϩ fῖlϻϩ, ϼrϵϩϵͷϯῖͷϭ ϯhϵ ͼhαrαͼϯϵr αϩ αͷ αͷϯῖδϴϯϵ ϯϴ ϴνϵr-ϩϵͷϯῖϻϵͷϯαl fϵϩϯῖνϵ ͼϵlϵϦrαϯῖϴͷϩ. ๑۞๑,¸¸,ø¤º°`°๑۩ - ๑۩ ,¸¸,ø¤º°`°๑۞๑ ꈼT̶↦ꈼw̶↦ꈼo̶↦ ╔═══════ :christmas_tree: ════════╗ ╚═══════ :christmas_tree: ════════╝ ῖͷ ͷϴrϣαϒ αͷδ ϩϣϵδϵͷ, 13 δϵͼϵϻϦϵr ῖϩ ϩϯ lῠͼῖα’ϩ δαϒ. ϩϯ lῠͼῖα ῖϩ rϵϼrϵϩϵͷϯϵδ αϩ α Ϧϵαῠϯῖfῠl ϒϴῠͷϭ ϣϴϻαͷ αͷδ ͷϴϣαδαϒϩ ϯhϵ ϴͼͼαϩῖϴͷ ῖϩ ϻαrkϵδ Ϧϒ α α ϒϴῠͷϭ ϣϴϻαͷ ῖͷ α ϣhῖϯϵ ϩαϩh rϵϼrϵϩϵͷϯῖͷϭ ϯhϵ ϩαῖͷϯ rϴαϻῖͷϭ ϯhϵ ϩϯrϵϵϯϩ ϣῖϯh α hϵαlϯh αͷδ ϩαfϵϯϒ ϴffῖͼϵr-Ϧαῖϯῖͷϭ ͼrϴϣͷ ϴf ͼαͷδlϵϩ ϴͷ hϵr hϵαδ. hϴϣϵνϵr, α fϵϣ ͼϵͷϯῠrῖϵϩ αϭϴ ͷϴrϣαϒ ͼϵlϵϦrαϯϵδ lῠͼῖα (ϴr lῠϩϩῖ) ῖͷ α νϵrϒ δῖffϵrϵͷϯ fϴrϻ. fϴr ϯhϵ ͷῖϭhϯ Ϧϵfϴrϵ 13 δϵͼϵϻϦϵr – lῠϩϩῖ’ϩ ͷῖϭhϯ - ϣαϩ ϯhϵ ͷῖϭhϯ ϣhϵͷ ϵνῖl ϩϼῖrῖϯϩ αͷδ δϵϻϴͷϩ rϴϩϵ ῠϼ ϯϴ ϣαͷδϵr ϯhϵ ϵαrϯh. ͼhῖlδrϵͷ ͷϵϵδϵδ ϯϴ Ϧϵ ϭϴϴδ αͷδ ϯhϵ αδῠlϯϩ ϣαrδϵδ ϴff ϵνῖl Ϧϒ ϼrϴϯϵͼϯῖͷϭ ϯhϵῖr hϴϻϵϩ ϣῖϯh ϯhϵ ϩῖϭͷ ϴf ϯhϵ ͼrϴϩϩ. lῠϩϩῖ ϣαϩ ϼϴrϯrαϒϵδ αϩ α hῖδϵϴῠϩ δϵϻϴͷ ϣῖϯh ϯϒrαͷͷῖͼαl ϼϴϣϵrϩ. ϩhϵ rϴδϵ ϯhrϴῠϭh ϯhϵ ϩkῖϵϩ ϴͷ α Ϧrϴϴϻϩϯῖͼk αͼͼϴϻϼαͷῖϵδ Ϧϒ δϵϻϴͷϩ, ϵνῖl ϩϼῖrῖϯϩ αͷδ ϯrϴllϩ, ϩϼrϵαδῖͷϭ ϻαϒhϵϻ αͷδ ͼhαϴϩ, δϵϩϯrϴϒῖͷϭ ϼrϴϼϵrϯϒ, ͼrϴϼϩ αͷδ lῖνϵϩϯϴͼk αͷδ kῖδͷαϼϼῖͷϭ ϴr kῖllῖͷϭ αͷϒϴͷϵ fϴϴlῖϩh ϵͷϴῠϭh ϯϴ ͷϴϯ Ϧϵ ϯῠͼkϵδ ῠϼ ϩαfϵlϒ ῖͷ Ϧϵδ. ๑۞๑,¸¸,ø¤º°`°๑۩ - ๑۩ ,¸¸,ø¤º°`°๑۞๑ ꈼT̶↦ꈼh̶↦ꈼr̶↦ꈼe̶↦ꈼe̶↦ ╔═══════ :christmas_tree: ════════╗ ╚═══════ :christmas_tree: ════════╝ ϯhϵ kαrαkϴͷͼϴlϴϩ ῖϩ ϭϵͷϵrαllϒ ϼϴrϯrαϒϵδ αϩ α ͼrϴϩϩ Ϧϵϯϣϵϵͷ ϯhϵ δϵνῖl αͷδ α ϩαϩϑῠαϯͼh. ῖͷ ϯῠrkϵϒ, hϵ ϣϴῠlδ ϩϯαͷδ αϯ ϩϯrϵϵϯ ͼϴrͷϵrϩ ϴͷ ϣῖͷϯϵr ͷῖϭhϯϩ ϩϵϯϯῖͷϭ rῖδδlϵϩ fϴr ϼαϩϩϵrϩ-Ϧϒ. ῖf ϯhϵ ϯrανϵllϵr ϭανϵ αͷ αͷϩϣϵr ϯhαϯ ῖͷͼlῠδϵδ ϯhϵ ϣϴrδ ‘Ϧlαͼk’ ϯhϵϒ ϣϵrϵ frϵϵ ϯϴ ϭϴ ϴͷ ϯhϵῖr ϣαϒ. ῖf ͷϴϯ, hϵ ϣϴῠlδ ϩϯrῖkϵ ϯhϵϻ δϵαδ ϣῖϯh α ϩῖͷϭlϵ Ϧlϴϣ. ϵlϩϵϣhϵrϵ ϯhϵ kαrαkϴͷͼϴlϴϩ’ fανϴῠrῖϯϵ ϯrῖͼk ϣαϩ ϯϴ δῖϩϭῠῖϩϵ ϯhϵῖr νϴῖͼϵ ϯϴ ϼrϵϯϵͷδ ϯϴ Ϧϵ ϩϴϻϵϴͷϵ’ϩ frῖϵͷδ ϴr rϵlαϯῖνϵ αͷδ lῠrϵ ϯhϵῖr ῖͷϯϵͷδϵδ νῖͼϯῖϻ ϴῠϯ ῖͷϯϴ ϯhϵ ϩͷϴϣ. ϩϴϻϵϯῖϻϵϩ ϯhϵ ͼrϵαϯῠrϵ ϣϴῠlδ ϩϵϯ ϯhϵϻ ῖͷ α ϯrαͷͼϵ αͷδ lϵανϵ ϯhϵϻ ϯϴ rϴαϻ frϵϵ Ϧῠϯ ῖͷ ϩϵrϦῖα, ϯhϵ kαrαkϴͷͼϴlϴϩ ϼrϵfϵrrϵδ ϯϴ jῠϻϼ ϴͷ ϯhϵ νῖͼϯῖϻ’ϩ Ϧαͼk αͷδ ῠϩϵ ϯhϵϻ αϩ α ϼϵrϩϴͷαl ϯαxῖ ϩϵrνῖͼϵ. ϯhϵ ϵxhαῠϩϯϵδ ϼϵrϩϴͷ ϣαϩ ϴͷlϒ rϵlϵαϩϵδ αϯ δαϣͷ. ῖf ϒϴῠ ῖͷνῖϯϵδ α kαrαkϴͷͼϴlϴϩ ῖͷϯϴ ϒϴῠr hϴῠϩϵ, ϯhϵϒ ϣϴῠlδ fϵϵl ͼϴϻϼϵllϵδ ϯϴ ῖϻῖϯαϯϵ ϯhϵῖr hϴϩϯϩ’ Ϧϵhανῖϴῠr. ῖf ϒϴῠ ϩϵϯ fῖrϵ ϯϴ ϩῖlk ϴr ϯhrϵαδ, ϯhϵ kαrαkαͷͼϴlϴϩ ϣϴῠlδ Ϧϵ ϯrῖͼkϵδ ῖͷϯϴ ϩϵϯϯῖͷϭ fῖrϵ ϯϴ ῖϯϩ ϴϣͷ fῠr, αͷδ ϣϴῠlδ rῠͷ frϴϻ ϯhϵ hϴῠϩϵ ϩͼrϵαϻῖͷϭ ϯϴ fῖͷδ ϣαϯϵr. ๑۞๑,¸¸,ø¤º°`°๑۩ - ๑۩ ,¸¸,ø¤º°`°๑۞๑ ꈼF̶↦ꈼo̶↦ꈼu̶↦ꈼr̶↦ ╔═══════ :christmas_tree: ════════╗ ╚═══════ :christmas_tree: ════════╝ ῖͷ ϭrϵϵͼϵ α ϭrϴῠϼ ϴf δϵϻϴͷϩ ͼαllϵδ ϯhϵ kαllῖkαͷϯϟαrϴῖ ϣϵrϵ ϩαῖδ ϯϴ ϩϼϵͷδ ϯhϵ ϒϵαr ῠͷδϵrϭrϴῠͷδ ϩαϣῖͷϭ ϯhrϴῠϭh ϯhϵ ϯrϵϵ ϴf lῖfϵ ϯhαϯ rαͷ ϯhrϴῠϭh ϯhϵ ϵαrϯh. ϵαͼh δϵͼϵϻϦϵr, ϣhϵͷ jῠϩϯ α ϩῖͷϭlϵ ϯhrϵαδ hϵlδ ϯhϵ ϯrϵϵ ϯϴϭϵϯhϵr, ϯhϵ 12 δαϒϩ ϴf ͼhrῖϩϯϻαϩ ϣϴῠlδ ͼϴϻϼϵl ϯhϵϻ ϯϴ ͼϴϻϵ ϴνϵrϭrϴῠͷδ αͷδ ϣαͷδϵr ϯhϵ ϵαrϯh. Ϧϒ ϯhϵῖr rϵϯῠrͷ ῖͷ jαͷῠαrϒ, ϯhϵ ϯrϵϵ hαδ rϵϼαῖrϵδ ῖϯϩϵlf αͷδ ϯhϵϒ hαδ ϯϴ ϩϯαrϯ αϭαῖͷ. ϴͷͼϵ ϴνϵrϭrϴῠͷδ ϯhϵϒ ͼαῠϩϵδ ϻῖϩͼhῖϵf αͷδ ͼhαϴϩ Ϧῠϯ, αϦϴνϵ αll, ϩϴῠϭhϯ ϯϴ ϩϯϵαl αͷϒ ͼhῖlδ Ϧϴrͷ ϴνϵr ϯhϵ 12 δαϒϩ ϴf ͼhrῖϩϯϻαϩ αͷδ ϯῠrͷ ϯhϵϻ ῖͷϯϴ fϵllϴϣ kαllῖkαͷϯϟαrϴῖ. ϯhϵϒ ͼϴῠlδ Ϧϵ kϵϼϯ αϯ Ϧαϒ Ϧϒ Ϧῖͷδῖͷϭ ͷϵϣϦϴrͷ ϦαϦῖϵϩ ῖͷ ϩϯrαϣ αͷδ ϭαrlῖͼ. ϒϴῠ ͼϴῠlδ αlϩϴ ϩϯϴϼ ϯhϵ ͼrϵαϯῠrϵϩ frϴϻ ϭϵϯϯῖͷϭ ῖͷϯϴ ϒϴῠr hϴῠϩϵ Ϧϒ ϼlαͼῖͷϭ α ͼϴlαͷδϵr ϴῠϯϩῖδϵ ϯhϵ δϴϴr. ϯhϵ kαllῖkαͷϯϟαrϴῖ ϣϴῠlδ Ϧϵ ͼϴϻϼϵllϵδ ϯϴ ͼϴῠͷϯ ϯhϵ hϴlϵϩ Ϧῠϯ, Ϧϵͼαῠϩϵ ϯhϵ ͷῠϻϦϵr ϯhrϵϵ ῖϩ hϴlϒ ῖͷ ϭrϵϵk, ϯhϵϒ ϣϴῠlδ fαῖl ϯϴ ͼϴῠͷϯ ϯhαϯ ͷῠϻϦϵr αͷδ hανϵ ϯϴ ϩϯαrϯ αϭαῖͷ. ϯhῖϩ ϣϴῠlδ ϴͼͼῠϼϒ ϯhϵϻ ῠͷϯῖl ϩῠͷrῖϩϵ, ϣhϵͷ ϯhϵ hϴῠϩϵ ϣϴῠlδ Ϧϵ ϩαfϵ ῠͷϯῖl δαrkͷϵϩϩ fϵll αϭαῖͷ. ๑۞๑,¸¸,ø¤º°`°๑۩ - ๑۩ ,¸¸,ø¤º°`°๑۞๑ ꈼF̶↦ꈼi̶↦ꈼv̶↦ꈼe̶↦ ╔═══════ :christmas_tree: ════════╗ ╚═══════ :christmas_tree: ════════╝ ῖͷ ϼrϵ-ͼhrῖϩϯῖαͷ ϯrαδῖϯῖϴͷϩ, ϼϵrͼhϯα ϣαϩ αͷ αlϼῖͷϵ ϭϴδδϵϩϩ ϣhϴϩϵ ϼαrϯῖͼῠlαr ͼϵlϵϦrαϯῖϴͷ δαϒ ͼϴῖͷͼῖδϵδ ϣῖϯh ϯhϵ ϯϣϵlfϯh ͷῖϭhϯ. αfϯϵr ϼrϵ-ͼhrῖϩϯῖαͷ rϵlῖϭῖϴͷϩ ϣϵrϵ δῖϩϼlαͼϵδ, ϩhϵ ῖͷϩϯϵαδ Ϧϵͼαϻϵ α δϵϻϴͷῖͼ ϣῖϯͼh ϣhϴ ϩϯαlkϵδ νῖllαϭϵϩ, ϼῠͷῖϩhῖͷϭ αͷϒϴͷϵ ϣhϴ δαrϵδ ϯϴ δῖϩϼlϵαϩϵ hϵr. ϩϴϻϵϯῖϻϵϩ ϩhϵ αϼϼϵαrϵδ αϩ α ϻῖϩͼhῖϵνϴῠϩ, δῖϩhϵνϵllϵδ ϴlδ ϣϴϻαͷ. αlϯϵrͷαϯῖνϵlϒ, hϵr αϼϼϵαrαͷͼϵ ͼϴῠlδ δϵϼϵͷδ ϴͷ hϴϣ ϒϴῠ ϼϵrͼϵῖνϵδ hϵr αͷδ ϣhϵϯhϵr ϒϴῠ hαδ ϼlϵαϩϵδ hϵr. ῖf ϒϴῠ ϣϵrϵ fαῖϯhfῠl, ϴϦϵδῖϵͷϯ αͷδ ϴϦϩϵrνϵδ hϵr rῖϯῠαlϩ, ϼϵrͼhϯα ϣϴῠlδ αϼϼϵαr ϯϴ ϒϴῠ αϩ α ϣϴϻαͷ ϴf δῖνῖͷϵ Ϧϵαῠϯϒ. ῖf ϒϴῠ αͷϭϵrϵδ hϵr ϩhϵ ϣϴῠlδ αϼϼϵαr αϩ α δϵϻϴͷῖͼ, hϴrͷϵδ ϻϴͷϩϯϵr ϣῖϯh α fϵrϴͼῖϴῠϩ Ϧlϴϴδlῠϩϯ. ϼϵrͼhϯα ϣϴῠlδ lϵϯ ϒϴῠ Ϧϵ αϩ lϴͷϭ αϩ ϒϴῠ fϴllϴϣϵδ hϵr rῖϯῠαlϩ ϴͷ ϼϵrͼhϯα’ϩ ͷῖϭhϯ, ϩῠͼh αϩ ϵαϯῖͷϭ α ϯrαδῖϯῖϴͷαl ϻϵαl αͷδ ϩϼϵͼῖαl ͼαkϵϩ Ϧαkϵδ ῖͷ hϵr hϴͷϴῠr. ϩhϴῠlδ ϒϴῠ fαῖl ϯϴ δϴ ϯhαϯ, ϩhϵ ϣϴῠlδ ϩͷϵαk ῖͷϯϴ ϒϴῠr rϴϴϻ ϣhῖlϩϯ ϒϴῠ ϩlϵϼϯ, ϩlῖϯ ϒϴῠr Ϧϵllϒ ϴϼϵͷ αͷδ rϵϼlαͼϵ ϒϴῠr ῖͷͷαrδϩ ϣῖϯh ϼϵϦϦlϵϩ αͷδ ϩϯrαϣ. ϯhϵ fϴllϴϣῖͷϭ δαϒ, ϣhϴϵνϵr δῖϩͼϴνϵrϵδ ϒϴῠr ͼϴrϼϩϵ ϣϴῠlδ αϩϩῠϻϵ ϒϴῠ hαδ ϩῖϻϼlϒ δῖϵδ ῖͷ ϒϴῠr ϩlϵϵϼ. ๑۞๑,¸¸,ø¤º°`°๑۩ - ๑۩ ,¸¸,ø¤º°`°๑۞๑ ꈼS̶↦ꈼi̶↦ꈼx̶↦ ╔═══════ :christmas_tree: ════════╗ ╚═══════ :christmas_tree: ════════╝ ϻαͷϒ ϴf ϯhϵϩϵ ͼrϵαϯῠrϵϩ ϩϵrνϵδ αϩ α ϻϵϯαϼhϴrϩ fϴr ϩῠrνῖνῖͷϭ ϯhϵ hϴrrϴrϩ ϴf ϣῖͷϯϵr αͷδ, αϩ ῖͼϵlαͷδῖͼ ϣῖͷϯϵrϩ αrϵ ϯϴῠϭhϵr ϯhαͷ ϻϴϩϯ, ῖϯ ῖϩ ῠͷϩῠrϼrῖϩῖͷϭ ῖϯ hαϩ ϩϴϻϵ ϴf ϯhϵ ϻϴϩϯ ͼrϵαϯῖνϵ ϻϒϯhϴlϴϭϒ. ϯhϵ 13 ϒῠlϵ lαδϩ νῖϩῖϯ hϴῠϩϵϩ – ϴͷϵ ϒῠlϵ lαδ α δαϒ – Ϧϵϯϣϵϵͷ 12 αͷδ 24 δϵͼϵϻϦϵr. ͷϴϣαδαϒϩ ϯhϵϒ αrϵ δϵϼῖͼϯϵδ αϩ ϯrῖͼkϩϯϵrϩ, ϵαͼh ϣῖϯh ϯhϵῖr ϴϣͷ ῠͷῖϑῠϵ fϴrϻ ϴf ϻῖϩͼhῖϵf. ϩϼϴϴͷ lῖͼkϵr ϩϯϵαlϩ ϣϴϴδϵͷ ϩϼϴϴͷϩ ϯϴ lῖͼk ϴff ϯhϵ fϴϴδ rϵϩῖδῠϵ, δϴϴr ϩlαϻϻϵr ϩlαϻϩ ϯhϵ δϴϴrϩ ϴf ϯhϵ hϴῠϩϵ αll ͷῖϭhϯ ϩϴ ͷϴϦϴδϒ ͼαͷ rϵϩϯ, αͷδ ϒϴῠ ͼαͷ ϼrϴϦαϦlϒ ϭῠϵϩϩ ϣhαϯ ϩαῠϩαϭϵ ϩϣῖϼϵr ϭϵϯϩ ῠϼ ϯϴ! hῖϩϯϴrῖͼαllϒ, hϴϣϵνϵr, ϯhϵ ϒῠlϵ lαδϩ ϣϵrϵ ϻῠͼh ϻϴrϵ νῖͼῖϴῠϩ αͷδ, ῖͷ ϯhϵ 18ϯh ͼϵͷϯῠrϒ, ϯϵllῖͷϭ ϩϯϴrῖϵϩ ϴf ϯhϵ ϒῠlϵ lαδϩ’ Ϧϵhανῖϴῠr ϣαϩ ϵ α ͼϴϻϼϵϯῖϯῖνϵ αͼϯῖνῖϯϒ αϩ ϵαͼh ϩϯϴrϒϯϵllϵr ϴῠϯδῖϵδ ϯhϵ lαϩϯ ϣῖϯh ϩhϴͼkῖͷϭ ϯαlϵϩ ϴf ϯhϵ ϭrῠϵϩϴϻϵ Ϧrῠϯαlῖϯϒ αͷδ ϭrαϯῠῖϯϴῠϩ νῖϴlϵͷͼϵ. ϯhϵ ϯαlϵϩ ϭϴϯ ϩϴ ϴῠϯ ϴf hαͷδ ϯhαϯ, ῖͷ 1746, α ϼῠϦlῖͼ δϵͼrϵϵ Ϧαͷͷϵδ “ϯhϵ fϴϴlῖϩh ͼῠϩϯϴϻ ϴf ϩͼαrῖͷϭ ͼhῖlδrϵͷ ϣῖϯh ϯhϵ ϒῠlϵϯῖδϵ lαδϩ αͷδ ϭhϴϩϯϩ”. ๑۞๑,¸¸,ø¤º°`°๑۩ - ๑۩ ,¸¸,ø¤º°`°๑۞๑ ꈼS̶↦ꈼe̶↦ꈼv̶↦ꈼe̶↦ꈼn̶↦ ╔═══════ :christmas_tree: ════════╗ ╚═══════ :christmas_tree: ════════╝ ῖf ϯhαϯ ϣαϩ ͷϴϯ ϵͷϴῠϭh, ϯhϵ ϒῠlϵ lαδϩ αlϩϴ hαδ α ϼϵϯ ͼαϯ, ϣhϴ ϣαϩ ϼϵrhαϼϩ ϯhϵ ϻϴϩϯ ϯϵrrῖfϒῖͷϭ ͼrϵαϯῠrϵ ϴf αll. ϯhϵ ͷαϻϵ 'ͼhrῖϩϯϻαϩ ͼαϯ' ϻῖϭhϯ ͼϴͷjῠrϵ ῠϼ ῖϻαϭϵϩ ϴf α lϴνϵlϒ kῖϯϯϵͷ ῖͷ α ϩαͷϯα hαϯ Ϧῠϯ jólαköϯϯῠrῖͷͷ, ϣhϴ fῖrϩϯ αϼϼϵαrϵδ ῖͷ ϯhϵ 19ϯh ͼϵͷϯῠrϒ, ϣαϩ α hῠϭϵ, fϵrϴͼῖϴῠϩ Ϧϵαϩϯ ϣῖϯh rαϟϴr-lῖkϵ ϣhῖϩkϵrϩ, Ϧlαϟῖͷϭ ϵϒϵϩ αͷδ ϯϵrrῖϦlϵ ͼlαϣϩ ϣhϴ ͼϴͷϩῠϻϵδ αͷϒ ͼhῖlδ ϣhϴ δῖδ ͷϴϯ rϵͼϵῖνϵ ͷϵϣ ͼlϴϯhϵϩ ϴͷ ͼhrῖϩϯϻαϩ δαϒ. ῖͷ 1932 ϯhϵ ῖͼϵlαͷδῖͼ ϼϴϵϯ jóhαͷͷϵϩ úr köϯlῠϻ ϣrϴϯϵ α Ϧϴϴk ϴf ͼhrῖϩϯϻαϩ ϼϴϵϻϩ fϴr ͼhῖlδrϵͷ ϯhαϯ - ϻῠͼh lῖkϵ ͼlϵϻϵͷϯ ͼlαrkϵ-ϻϴϴrϵ’ϩ α νῖϩῖϯ frϴϻ ϩϯ ͷῖͼhϴlαϩ ῖͷ ϯhϵ ῠϩ ϴr δῖͼkϵͷϩ’ α ͼhrῖϩϯϻαϩ ͼαrϴl ῖͷ ϯhϵ ῠk – ϵͷϩhrῖͷϵδ ͼhrῖϩϯϻαϩ ϯrαδῖϯῖϴͷϩ fϴr fῠϯῠrϵ ϭϵͷϵrαϯῖϴͷϩ. hῖϩ ϯϵllῖͷϭ ϴf ϯhϵ ϒῠlϵ lαδϩ Ϧϵͼαϻϵ ϯhϵ 'ϴffῖͼῖαl' νϵrϩῖϴͷ αͷδ hῖϩ ϼlαϒfῠl Ϧῠϯ ϻαͼαϦrϵ ϼϴϵϻ ϴͷ ϯhϵ ͼhrῖϩϯϻαϩ ͼαϯ ͼαϼϯῠrϵδ ϯhϵ fϵrϴͼῖϯϒ ϴf ϯhϵ Ϧϵαϩϯ αͷδ ϯhϵ ϯϵrrϴr ῖϯ ῖͷϩϼῖrϵδ. ῖͷ 1987 Ϧjörk δῖδ hϵr ϴϣͷ νϵrϩῖϴͷ ϴf ϯhϵ ϼϴϵϻ, ῖͷ ϴͷϵ ϴf hϵr ϵαrlῖϵϩϯ ϩϴlϴ rϵͼϴrδῖͷϭϩ. ๑۞๑,¸¸,ø¤º°`°๑۩ - ๑۩ ,¸¸,ø¤º°`°๑۞๑

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r/TwoSentenceHorror 13 hr. ago drforged ↓ “Have you ever seen a monster?” My son asked, as I tucked him in “No” I answered, as I looked into his many yellow eyes...

Under the Covers Tonight's like every other night. You lay there, in the dark and silence, alone, with no company other than your thoughts. You shift and roll throughout your bed, just you and your thoughts. You ponder, you plan, and you fantasize; anything to distract from the ringing silence silence that surrounds you. You hear a creak, a common sound to hear on such a still night, but you still recoil when the sound hits your ears. You hear this sound almost every night, but the sheer unexpectedness sets off a trigger in your head as paranoia takes over. The thoughts that once illuminated your mind are now darkened. What was once pleasure and success has now turned to demons and killers The silence that your mind was distracting you from has now become the focus. You lay there, silent, listening for any obscure sound, hoping that the silence doesn't leave. Every little noise adds to your paranoia and the silence lingers as you await the next unexpected occurrence. You're too afraid to open your eyes at the thought of seeing anything your mind can conjure. You lay there, alone in fear. The fear builds in your mind as you try to find a quick escape from anything it creates. You revert to your childhood solution, hiding under the covers. You pull the blanket over your head and lay in silence. You hear noises, but they don't seem as scary. You figure if they can't see you, you're safe. The heat builds up under your blanket, but you put up with it simply for the comfort it supplies. You begin to calm down and relax, and revert back to your usual logical self. It's just you and your thoughts again, alone, under your blanket. You think of how silly it was to get so scared and worked up over a silly, little noise. Eyes closed, you lift the blanket off of your face as the built up heat is released. You breathe a sigh of relief and roll over, only to hear a deep, grating voice whisper, "Oh, there you are," sound of footsteps creeps toward your bed. " as the

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╳ ──── Gᴏᴅs Aɴᴅ Gᴏᴅᴅᴇssᴇs Aceso ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʟɪɴɢ ᴘʀᴏᴄᴇss Adonis ➸ ɢᴏᴅ ᴏғ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇsɪʀᴇ Amphictyonis ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ᴡɪɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅsʜɪᴘ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴs Amphitrite ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀ Aphrodite ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ, ᴅᴇsɪʀᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇ Apollo ➸ ɢᴏᴅ ᴏғ ᴍᴜsɪᴄ, ᴀʀᴛs, ᴋɴᴏᴡʟᴇᴅɢᴇ, ʜᴇᴀʟɪɴɢ, ᴘʟᴀɢᴜᴇ, ᴘʀᴏᴘʜᴇᴄʏ, ᴘᴏᴇᴛʀʏ, ᴍᴀɴʟʏ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʀᴄʜᴇʀʏ Ares ➸ ɢᴏᴅ ᴏғ ᴡᴀʀ, ʙʟᴏᴏᴅsʜᴇᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ Artemis ➸ ᴠɪʀɢɪɴ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴜɴᴛ, ᴡɪʟᴅᴇʀɴᴇss, ᴀɴɪᴍᴀʟs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʟᴀɢᴜᴇ. ɪɴ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴛɪᴍᴇs sʜᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴀssᴏᴄɪᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙᴏᴡs ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʀʀᴏᴡs Asclepius ➸ ɢᴏᴅ ᴏғ ᴍᴇᴅɪᴄɪɴᴇ Astraea ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ɪɴɴᴏᴄᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴊᴜsᴛɪᴄᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴜʀɪᴛʏ Athena ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ɪɴᴛᴇʟʟɪɢᴇɴᴄᴇ, sᴋɪʟʟ, ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ, ᴡᴀʀғᴀʀᴇ, ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ sᴛʀᴀᴛᴇɢʏ, ʜᴀɴᴅɪᴄʀᴀғᴛs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪsᴅᴏᴍ Caerus ➸ ɢᴏᴅ ᴏғ ʟᴜᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴘᴘᴏʀᴛᴜɴɪᴛʏ Circe ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ Comus ➸ ɢᴏᴅ ᴏғ ғᴇsᴛɪᴠɪᴛʏ, ʀᴇᴠᴇʟs, ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴄᴛᴜʀɴᴀʟ ᴅᴀʟʟɪᴀɴᴄᴇs Demeter ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ɢʀᴀɪɴ, ᴀɢʀɪᴄᴜʟᴛᴜʀᴇ, ʜᴀʀᴠᴇsᴛ, ɢʀᴏᴡᴛʜ, ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴜʀɪsʜᴍᴇɴᴛ Despoina ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ᴍʏsᴛᴇʀɪᴇs Dionysus ➸ ɢᴏᴅ ᴏғ ᴡɪɴᴇ, ғᴇsᴛɪᴠᴀʟs, ᴍᴀᴅɴᴇss, ᴅʀᴜɴᴋᴇɴɴᴇss, ᴅʀᴜɢs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴄsᴛᴀsʏ Eileithyia ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʙɪʀᴛʜ Enyo ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ᴡᴀʀ Epione ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ sᴏᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏғ ᴘᴀɪɴ Eris ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ᴄʜᴀᴏs, sᴛʀɪғᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴅɪsᴄᴏʀᴅ Hades ➸ ɢᴏᴅ ᴏғ ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛ, ᴡᴇᴀʟᴛʜ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴡᴏʀʟᴅ Harmonia ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ʜᴀʀᴍᴏɴʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏɴᴄᴏʀᴅ Harpocrates ➸ ɢᴏᴅ ᴏғ sɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ Hebe ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜᴛʜ Hecate ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ, ᴡɪᴛᴄʜᴄʀᴀғᴛ, ɢʜᴏsᴛs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇᴀᴅ Hephaestus ➸ ɢᴏᴅ ᴏғ ғɪʀᴇ, ᴍᴇᴛᴀʟᴡᴏʀᴋɪɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʀᴀғᴛs Hera ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ, ᴡᴏᴍᴇɴ, ᴄʜɪʟᴅʙɪʀᴛʜ, ʜᴇɪʀs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴍᴘɪʀᴇs Hermaphroditus ➸ ɢᴏᴅ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀᴍᴀᴘʜʀᴏᴅɪᴛᴇs Hermes ➸ ɢᴏᴅ ᴏғ ʙᴏᴜɴᴅᴀʀɪᴇs, ᴛʀᴀᴠᴇʟ, ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴜɴɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴛʀᴀᴅᴇ, ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ Hestia ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛʜ, ʜᴏᴍᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀsᴛɪᴛʏ Hygieia ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜ, ᴄʟᴇᴀɴʟɪɴᴇss, ᴀɴᴅ ʜʏɢɪᴇɴᴇ Hymenaeus ➸ ɢᴏᴅ ᴏғ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ ᴄᴇʀᴇᴍᴏɴɪᴇs, ɪɴsᴘɪʀɪɴɢ ғᴇᴀsᴛs, ᴀɴᴅ sᴏɴɢs Hypnos ➸ ɢᴏᴅ ᴏғ sʟᴇᴇᴘ Iaso ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ʀᴇᴄᴜᴘᴇʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ғʀᴏᴍ ɪʟʟɴᴇss Iris ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ʀᴀɪɴʙᴏᴡs Khione ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ sɴᴏᴡ Kratos ➸ ɢᴏᴅ ᴏғ sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ Momus ➸ ɢᴏᴅ ᴏғ sᴀᴛɪʀᴇ, ᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴏᴇᴛs Morpheus ➸ ɢᴏᴅ ᴏғ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs ᴀɴᴅ sʟᴇᴇᴘ Nemesis ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ʀᴇᴛʀɪʙᴜᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴠᴇɴɢᴇᴀɴᴄᴇ Nike ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ᴠɪᴄᴛᴏʀʏ Pan ➸ ɢᴏᴅ ᴏғ ᴡᴏᴏᴅs, ғɪᴇʟᴅs, ᴀɴᴅ ғʟᴏᴄᴋs Panacea ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴀʟ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴅʏ Peitho ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ᴘᴇʀsᴜᴀsɪᴏɴ, sᴇᴅᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀᴍɪɴɢ sᴘᴇᴇᴄʜ Persephone ➸ gᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ sᴘʀɪɴɢ ɢʀᴏᴡᴛʜ Pheme ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ғᴀᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴏssɪᴘ Poseidon ➸ ɢᴏᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀ, ʀɪᴠᴇʀs, ғʟᴏᴏᴅs, ᴅʀᴏᴜɢʜᴛs, ᴇᴀʀᴛʜϙᴜᴀᴋᴇs, sᴛᴏʀᴍs ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴏʀsᴇ-ᴛᴀᴍɪɴɢ Psyche ➸ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ sᴏᴜʟ Thanatos ➸ ɢᴏᴅ ᴏғ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ Zelus ➸ ɢᴏᴅ ᴏғ ᴢᴇᴀʟ, ʀɪᴠᴀʟʀʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜsʏ Zeus ➸ ɢᴏᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋʏ, ᴛʜᴜɴᴅᴇʀ, ʟɪɢʜᴛɴɪɴɢ, ʟᴀᴡ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴜsᴛɪᴄᴇ | by c.c. (Jan 07, 2015 02:59AM)

r/TwoSentenceHorror 2 hr. ago Indian_DeadpooL I found my childhood diary today which I don't recall writing at all.. I laughed how I used to fear "monster under my bed" and wrote everything in third person.Then I turned to the latest entry dated today "it found the diary today"

Tuesday, March 31st, 2015 | I only go shopping at night The cashier swipes my items across the scanner as I stare at the floor. I find it easiest to get through my anxiety by avoiding eye contact with other people. That’s why I only go shopping at night fewer people to avoid. “Did you find everything okay?” she asks casually. “Mm-hmm,” I mumble to the floor. Her voice sounds nice. Pleasant. Curiosity wins over and I glance up. The cashier’s head is completely caved in on the left side. Probably a car accident. I snap my gaze back down towards the floor. After I pay she gives back my change in a hand so mangled I’m surprised it can hold anything at all. Thanking her, I grab my bags and turn towards the exit. Immediately I see a man looking through magazines at the store front. The skin on his face and hands is the consistency of a hot dog that fell into a campfire. Burn victim. I rush out the door as fast as I can. In my car I finally catch my breath as I lean my forehead on the steering wheel. Eventually I look up and see my familiar reflection in the rear-view mirror: my head is blown open in the back. Gunshot victim. Why did I ever wish for the power to see how people die? Credit to reddit user resistance1984

the hallucination: based on a true story from me. 9:00 pm, the clock read. I was walking in my room when I suddenly felt like there was a ghost or some sort of demon following me. I jumped on the bed, scared and afraid of what happened to me. My vision went black, I could not see anything. Bright, neon, exuberant colors came then to my vision. I was so confused and scared of this vision. Then a TV noise pixel vision came to me, and the bright colors disappeared. It was just black and white TV noise. No sound, just plain confusion and my eyes hurting. This lasted for under 30 seconds. My sight finally came back. I could see my surroundings now. I was on the bed, in my room, saw the bunk beds, my desk, my brother’s desk, and the door. It was like I could not escape my room… And something or SOMEONE was holding me back. I was so scared and stayed on the bed for the rest of the night. what hallucination was this…?

short horrorcore story: the clock read 12:07am, way too long from when i was supposed to be in bed. trying to run away from the sock puppet my friend and i thought was innocent, but now a monster. i was trying to hide from "FRED," the creepy puppet now chasing me. and then i couldn't find my friend, brody. "BRODY?!" i called out. "WHERE ARE YOU!?" i checked up in his room he shared with me, and i saw Brody. He was corrupted by that horrible puppet monster. Black ooze was coming out of his mouth and eyes, glitch-like pixels inside them. his head was turning to odd angles, and the glasses he had were broken, but still on him. "B-Brody? What did that monster do to you...?" I asked. And then, my vision went black, glitches inside them, and static screens. "NO! NO! NO!" I cried, trying to fight the corruption. But I couldn't take it anymore, and then I fainted on the floor, black ooze coming out of me.

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r/TwoSentenceHorror 9 mo. ago Jellycaine The aliens invaded planet earth, and the human never seems to notice. A thousand years later and they already think shadows are a natural occurrence.

Bᴇɴ ɢᴇᴛs ᴀɴ ᴀᴄᴛɪɴɢ ᴊᴏʙ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴀ ғɪʟᴍ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs! Fᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ғɪʀsᴛ sᴄᴇɴᴇ, Bᴇɴ ɪs ᴛɪᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴀs Lɪᴢᴀʀᴅᴍᴀɴ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴏᴀᴄʜᴇs. Bᴇɴ ɪs ɪᴍᴘʀᴇssᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʜᴏᴡ ʟɪғᴇʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ. Hᴏᴡᴇᴠᴇʀ, ʜᴇ sʟᴏᴡʟʏ ʀᴇᴀʟɪsᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇɴ'ᴛ ᴀᴄᴛᴏʀs ɪɴ ᴄᴏsᴛᴜᴍᴇs, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟ; ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪʀᴇᴄᴛᴏʀ ᴛᴇʟʟs Bᴇɴ, ᴡʜᴏ ɪs sᴛɪʟʟ ᴛɪᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ғɪʀsᴛ sᴄᴇɴᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ғᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ Lɪᴢᴀʀᴅᴍᴀɴ ғᴇᴀsᴛɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴅɪɴɴᴇʀ...

ᵀʰᵉ ʰᵒˢᵗ ᵃˢᵏˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᴮᵃⁿᵏˢ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ ⁱᶠ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ʰᵘⁿᵈʳᵉᵈ ᵍʳᵃⁿᵈ ᵒʳ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ⁿᵉˣᵗ ʷᵉᵉᵏ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵃˡˡᵉⁿᵍᵉ ʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ‧ ᴹʳ‧ ᴮᵃⁿᵏˢ ˢᵃʸˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉʸ'ˡˡ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒⁿᵉʸ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ˡᵘⁿᶜʰ ⁿᵒʷ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ᴮᵃⁿᵏˢ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ᵍʳᵒʷ ᶠᵃⁿᵍˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃᵗᵗᵃᶜᵏ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵒˢᵗ⸴ ᵉᵃᵗⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃˡⁱᵛᵉ‧

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Pᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴍᴀʏ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴏʀʀᴏʀ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ʀᴇᴀsᴏɴs. Pᴇʀsᴏɴɪғɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ɴᴏɴ-ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ's, ᴘᴇʀsᴘᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ, ᴇᴛᴄ. Tʜᴇʀᴇ's sᴏᴍᴇ ᴄᴏɴsɪᴅᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ ɢᴜɪᴅᴇʟɪɴᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ɪɴ-ᴛᴏ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ. Oғ ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇ, ʜᴏʀʀᴏʀ's ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ sᴄᴀʀʏ, ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ғʀɪɢʜᴛᴇɴɪɴɢ ᴀs ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴘᴀɴɪᴄ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋ. Tʀɪɢɢᴇʀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs ᴍᴀʏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴘʟᴏᴛ ᴛᴡɪsᴛ. Hᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴛɪᴘs: ~Pʀᴏғᴀɴɪᴛʏ. Cᴀɴ sᴀʏ ʟɪᴋᴇ 'ᴏʜ ᴅᴇᴀʀ' ᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ. ~Gᴏʀᴇ, ᴀᴠᴏɪᴅɪɴɢ ᴜɴɴᴇᴄᴇssᴀʀʏ ɢʀᴀᴘʜɪᴄ ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟ. ~Aɴɪᴍᴀʟs. Cᴀɴ ʙᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ 'ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏɢ ɢʀᴏᴡʟs ᴀᴛ ᴘʀᴇsᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴏғ ɢʜᴏsᴛ' ~Sᴇʟғ ʜᴀʀᴍ, ᴇᴛᴄ. Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ, ʜᴏᴡᴇᴠᴇʀ, ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ sᴀᴄʀɪғɪᴄᴇ ᴏɴᴇsᴇʟғ. ~Aʙᴜsᴇ (ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴇxᴘʟᴏɪᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ) ᴀʟᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ɪᴍᴘʟʏ ᴀʙᴅᴜᴄᴛ, ᴘᴏɪsᴏɴ, ᴇᴛᴄ. ~Sᴛᴇʀᴇᴏᴛʏᴘɪɴɢ ɢʀᴏᴜᴘs (ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏɪɴɢ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀɪᴛɪᴇs, ʀᴇʟɪɢɪᴏɴs, ᴄᴜʟᴛᴜʀᴇs, ᴇᴛᴄ. ᴀs ᴅɪsʀᴇsᴘᴇᴄᴛғᴜʟ) Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴜsᴇ (ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴅɪsᴄʀᴇᴛɪᴏɴ) ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏᴠᴇʀsɪᴀʟ ᴛᴏᴘɪᴄs (ᴇxᴇᴄᴜᴛɪᴏɴ, ғᴏᴇᴛɪᴄɪᴅᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴜʙʟᴇ ᴇғғᴇᴄᴛ, ᴇᴛᴄ.) ʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ. Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴘᴏᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴀʟ ᴛᴏᴘɪᴄs (ᴄᴀɴɴɪʙᴀʟ, ʙᴀʙʏ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ, ᴘᴏɪsᴏɴs, ᴀᴘᴏᴄᴀʟʏᴘsᴇ, ᴇᴛᴄ.) ɪɴ sᴛᴏʀʏ ɪɴsᴏғᴀʀ ᴀs ɪᴛ ᴘᴀʀᴛᴀɪɴs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʟᴏᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏ ɢʟᴏʀɪғʏɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴀᴜᴍᴀ. Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴀʀʀᴀᴛᴏʀ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠɪʟʟᴀɪɴ, ᴠɪᴄᴛɪᴍ, ᴏʀ ʙʏsᴛᴀɴᴅᴇʀ. Hᴀᴠᴇ ғᴜɴ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴs!

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︶꒷꒦︶ ๋࣭ 🫁⭑𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Someone -or something- had whispered in my ear. ⭑ঌ🫀໒꒱⭑ "You're alive?" 🥩 ໒꒱⭑.𖥔 ݁ ˖I wasn't alive for long as I felt a knife pierce through my chest.

⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢫⠭⠭⠭⢍⠻⠟⡩⢍⠻⡿⢋⡭⠭⣍⣻⠭⠭⠭⢍⠙⢋⠭⣝⠟⢉⠭⠭⠭⣍⢩⠭⠭⠭⢍⡙⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠈⡇⠸⠗⢨⡃⢠⢳⡀⢣⡀⣏⠀⠓⠶⡧⢾⠀⢸⠼⠂⡜⣄⠘⡄⠈⠀⠸⠇⣨⠇⡇⢸⠙⡄⠹⠈⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢠⠇⠸⠿⢀⣷⠆⣬⡷⠀⢳⣝⠳⠆⣀⠇⡼⠀⢸⣀⡜⢡⣽⠄⠘⢤⠀⠸⣇⠀⢧⠇⠘⠴⢃⡼⢠⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣬⣉⣉⣉⣩⣌⣉⣡⣌⣉⣉⣤⣉⣉⣥⣦⣌⣉⣉⣤⣉⣉⣤⣉⣉⣩⣉⣉⣬⣉⣉⣉⣉⣉⣡⣴⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡏⣿⢹⡏⣿⡟⡏⣿⢯⣿⢹⡿⣯⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣿⢸⡇⢿⡻⡇⣿⢼⣿⢸⣇⢹⢸⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿

ヤンデレ — 🥩 ⋆₊ ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ

r/TwoSentenceHorror 2 min. ago derf_vader The crack in the wall was only wide enough for a shadow to pass through. I didn't know once it went in I would be stuck here in the wall along with it, unable to leave, and unable to cry out and warn others.

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🏩🦷💊🌸🧸💉🩹🔪

👁🗯🚬🗣️🗣️☹🩸💊☺

ₛₚₒₙgₑᵦₒᵦ: ᵢ𝆑 wₑ'ᵣₑ gₒₙₙₐ ₛᵤᵣᵥᵢᵥₑ, wₑ'ₗₗ ₕₐᵥₑ ₜₒ ₛₕₐᵣₑ․ ₚₗₐₙₖₜₒₙ: ₕᵤₕ, ₛₕₐᵣₑ? [ₛₜₐₙdₛ ᵤₚ ₐₙd ₑₓₜₑₙdₛ ₕₐₙd] Yₒᵤ'ᵥₑ gₒₜ yₒᵤᵣₛₑₗ𝆑 ₐ dₑₐₗ, ᵦᵢg ᵦₒy! ₛₚₒₙgₑᵦₒᵦ: ₐww, ₚᵤₜ 'ₑᵣ ₜₕₑᵣₑ, ₚₐₗ․ [ₛₕₐₖₑₛ ₚₗₐₙₖₜₒₙ'ₛ ₕₐₙd ₐₙd ₕₒₗdₛ ₒᵤₜ ₜₕₑ ₚₐₜₜy] ₕₑᵣₑ, yₒᵤ 𝄴ₐₙ ₕₐᵥₑ ₜₕₑ 𝆑ᵢᵣₛₜ ᵦᵢₜₑ․ ₘₐₖₑ ᵢₜ ₐ ₛₘₐₗₗ ₒₙₑ․ ₚₗₐₙₖₜₒₙ: Dₒₙ'ₜ ₘᵢₙd ᵢ𝆑 ᵢ dₒ!

The Light by Theshadowsyoufear “Your true monsters sleep just down the hall…” We make fun of little kids for one thing; leaving lights on everywhere. They turn lights on in every room as if it’s some sort of security blanket. And if you ever force them to turn them off, they cry and scream and eventually you give in. The only time they turn them off is with their parents. They feel safe. So very safe. I’m the “monster” that lives in your closet. I’m friends with the one under your bed and the one in the shadows. When you see us, you flee to you’re mommy and daddy. But we’re not here to hurt you. We’re here to protect you. If you think we’re scary, just wait till you see their true form. They masquerade as one of you and you can never tell. You humans must be blind. Your true monsters sleep just down the hall. They pretend to love you but It won’t last. They try to convince us to let them in but don’t worry, we really love you and we will protect you. So when you see a shadow flit or a figure in the closet, remember, we scary monsters protect you from the human ones. So you’re safe with us… For now.

r/TwoSentenceHorror 7 hr. ago Fem_Boy-Fem_Boy_ “Mommy, there’s a monster in my closet,” the little girl said to her mother as she was being tucked in. “It’s okay sweetie, the monster’s no longer in the closet,” she says with a smile, revealing her sharp, yellowed teeth.

c. 1847 A man named John MONAGHAN of about 45 years of age, was killed by a blow of a small stone thrown by a little boy about 14 years old in the town of Kells on Sunday morning last. An inquest was held, verdict--accidental death, caused by the blow of a stone. ~

λοπαδο­τεμαχο­σελαχο­γαλεο­κρανιο­λειψανο­δριμ­υποτριμματο­σιλφιο­τυρο­μελιτο­κατακεχυμενο­κιχλεπικοσσυφο­φαττο­περιστερ­αλεκτρυον­οπτεκεφαλλιο­κιγκλο­πελειο­λαγῳο­σιραιο­βαφη­τραγανο­πτερυγώ It is the longest Greek word, containing 171 letters and 78 syllables. The transliteration has 183 Latin characters. Lopado­temacho­selacho­galeo­kranio­leipsano­drim­hypo­trimmato­silphio­karabo­melito­katakechy­meno­kichl­epi­kossypho­phatto­perister­alektryon­opte­kephallio­kigklo­peleio­lagoio­siraio­baphe­tragano­pterygon

r/TwoSentenceHorror 4 yr. ago Gallantmirth I watched the monster's jagged claws inch slowly out from under the bed. "I won't let him in again, I promise" it assured me as my dad crept to the room.

“𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑑, 𝐼 𝑠𝑎𝑤 𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑝ℎ𝑜𝑛𝑒, 𝑝𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑. 𝐷𝑜𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑. 𝐼𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠? 𝐻𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑠 ℎ𝑖𝑚𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓, 𝑐𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒, 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡, 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡.” ~ 𝑬𝒅𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝑪𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏

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~ -creepypastastories- Monsters and Ghosts Monsters are real, also ghosts They live inside us And sometimes they win

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Language Name Meaning Danish SvampeBob Firkant SpongeBob Square French Bob l'éponge Bob the Sponge German SpongeBob Schwammkopf SpongeBob SpongeHead Greek Μπομπ Σφουγγαράκης Τετραγωνοπαντελονής Bob Sfouggarákis Tetragonopantalonís Bob the Little Sponge Square Pants Korean 스폰지밥 네모바지 Seuponjibab Nemobaji Sponge Bob Square Pants Norwegian SvampeBob Firkant SpongeBob Square Portuguese (Brazil) Bob Esponja Calça Quadrada Bob Sponge Pants Square Spanish (Latin America) Bob Esponja Bob Sponge Spanish (Spain) Bob Esponja Bob Sponge Swedish SvampBob Fyrkant SpongeBob Square

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Dec 08, 2014 02:34AM c.c. (utopiosphere) ╳ ──── Sᴘɪʀɪᴛs Adephagia ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ sᴀᴛɪᴇᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ɢʟᴜᴛᴛᴏɴʏ Adikia ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ɪɴᴊᴜsᴛɪᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʀᴏɴɢᴅᴏɪɴɢ Aergia ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ɪᴅʟᴇɴᴇss, ʟᴀᴢɪɴᴇss, ɪɴᴅᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ sʟᴏᴛʜ Alastor ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ғᴇᴜᴅs ᴀɴᴅ ᴠᴇɴɢᴇᴀɴᴄᴇ Algea ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ sᴜғғᴇʀɪɴɢ Amechania ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ʜᴇʟᴘʟᴇssɴᴇss ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴍᴇᴀɴs Amphilogiai ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴅɪsᴘᴜᴛᴇs, ᴅᴇʙᴀᴛᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ Anaideia ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ʀᴜᴛʜʟᴇssɴᴇss, sʜᴀᴍᴇʟᴇssɴᴇss, ᴀɴᴅ ᴜɴғᴏʀɢɪᴠɪɴɢɴᴇss Androktasiai ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇғɪᴇʟᴅ sʟᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ Apate ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴅᴇᴄᴇɪᴛ, ɢᴜɪʟᴇ, ғʀᴀᴜᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴄᴇᴘᴛɪᴏɴ Aporia ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴅɪғғɪᴄᴜʟᴛʏ, ᴘᴇʀᴘʟᴇxɪᴛʏ, ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀʟᴇssɴᴇss, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴍᴇᴀɴs Arae ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴜʀsᴇs Atë ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴅᴇʟᴜsɪᴏɴ, ɪɴғᴀᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ʙʟɪɴᴅ ғᴏʟʟʏ, ʀᴇᴄᴋʟᴇssɴᴇss, ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴜɪɴ Corus ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ sᴜʀғᴇɪᴛ Deimos ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ғᴇᴀʀ, ᴅʀᴇᴀᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴇʀʀᴏʀ Dolos ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʀɪᴄᴋᴇʀʏ, ᴄᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ᴅᴇᴄᴇᴘᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴄʀᴀғᴛɪɴᴇss, ᴛʀᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴜɪʟᴇ Dysnomia ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ʟᴀᴡʟᴇssɴᴇss ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴏᴏʀ ᴄɪᴠɪʟ ᴄᴏɴsᴛɪᴛᴜᴛɪᴏɴ Dyssebeia ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ɪᴍᴘɪᴇᴛʏ Epiales ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇs Hybris ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴏᴜᴛʀᴀɢᴇᴏᴜs ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏᴜʀ Kakia ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴠɪᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴀʟ ʙᴀᴅɴᴇss Koalemos ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ sᴛᴜᴘɪᴅɪᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ғᴏᴏʟɪsʜɴᴇss Kydoimos ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪɴ ᴏғ ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ, ᴄᴏɴғᴜsɪᴏɴ, ᴜᴘʀᴏᴀʀ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴜʙʙᴜʙ Lethe ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ғᴏʀɢᴇᴛғᴜʟɴᴇss ᴀɴᴅ ᴏʙʟɪᴠɪᴏɴ Limos ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ʜᴜɴɢᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴀʀᴠᴀᴛɪᴏɴ Lyssa ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ʀᴀɢᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ғᴜʀʏ Machai ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ғɪɢʜᴛɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴍʙᴀᴛ Mania ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴍᴀᴅɴᴇss, ɪɴsᴀɴɪᴛʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ғʀᴇɴᴢʏ Moros ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴅᴏᴏᴍ Neikea ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ϙᴜᴀʀʀᴇʟs, ғᴇᴜᴅs, ᴀɴᴅ ɢʀɪᴇᴠᴀɴᴄᴇs Oizys ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴡᴏᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍɪsᴇʀʏ Penia ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴘᴏᴠᴇʀᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇᴇᴅ Penthus ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ɢʀɪᴇғ, ᴍᴏᴜʀɴɪɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴀᴍᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ Phobos ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴘᴀɴɪᴄ ғᴇᴀʀ, ғʟɪɢʜᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇғɪᴇʟᴅ ʀᴏᴜᴛ Phonoi ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀ, ᴋɪʟʟɪɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ sʟᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ Phrike ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ʜᴏʀʀᴏʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʀᴇᴍʙʟɪɴɢ ғᴇᴀʀ Phthonus ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴇɴᴠʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜsʏ Poine ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ʀᴇᴛʀɪʙᴜᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴠᴇɴɢᴇᴀɴᴄᴇ, ʀᴇᴄᴏᴍᴘᴇɴsᴇ, ᴘᴜɴɪsʜᴍᴇɴᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴇɴᴀʟᴛʏ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀɪᴍᴇ ᴏғ ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀɴsʟᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ Ponos ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ʜᴀʀᴅ ʟᴀʙᴏᴜʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏɪʟ Pseudologoi ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ʟɪᴇs Ptocheia ➸ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ʙᴇɢɢᴀʀʏ

Wtf is "Traumacore", since when did that become an aesthetic?? ⟣┄─ ૮ ּ 🥡 ִ ५ ׁ ﹫ ˑ 🥢 ⊹ ۫ ࣭ 𖧁 ׄ ✧

🐾🦷⋆.ೃ ᴅᴏɢᴛᴏᴏᴛʜ ࿔*:･💼 🩵

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just claiming im tylers #1 FAN!!! im such a silly gal

🐈‍⬛‘ ‘ GOLF 𐕣 WΛИG 🏷

r/TwoSentenceHorror 17 min. ago cindybubbles To pass the time, everyone in our bunker played “Never have I ever …” and I pulled out a card that read “… had my head chopped off.” Everyone stayed still, except for one girl who bared the stitches round her neck...

short horror story: i was at my grandma's house, and looked around at her vintage stuff. i wondered about the secrets beneath the house. What could be hiding..? later that night, everyone was sleeping but me. i decided to go and check out the attic to see some old treasures and secrets. when i arrived, i started by looking at the old documents. but there was one document that caught my eye. A miscarriage document from 1982, saying that my grandma originally was supposed to have twins. One was named Amber (my mother,) and the other twin, Angelica, who died for an unknown reason. I got chills down my back that I would see her ghost probably. After looking through the documents, i found some photos of mom as a baby. But I could see a faint, ghost-like baby behind her. like the one standing behind me right now...?!

it was a regular night. 9:00 pm, the clock showed. i was walking in my room when i felt like there was a demon or ghost behind me. i jumped and fell on the bed. my vision went black, and then bright neon colors appeared before me. i couldnt see where i was. a hallucination?... i wondered. i still have no idea what happened to me that night i still have hallucinations like these. BASED ON A TRUE STORY WITH ME 🏩💉😨👁️‍🗨️🫀

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🍄😵‍💫𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊🔮🪦💊👻⚠🏘💮🎸🩸꒰ঌ👁໒꒱💊🩹🫀🩸📺🍄🌈🏠︶꒷꒦︶ ๋࣭ ⭑︶꒷꒦︶ ๋࣭ ⭑︶꒷꒦︶ ๋࣭ ⭑🫀🧠🫁🪱🦴💉🥩🩸🩺🧫🦷

r/TwoSentenceHorror 6 hr. ago AnonymousNeverKnown ↓ I chuckled to myself, changing the 'is" to "was" on celebrities' wikipedia pages when they weren't dead. Imagine my horror when I saw breaking news about a plane crash, killing those very celebrities.

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𝙿𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚜. 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚗𝚘𝚗-𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗'𝚜, 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎, 𝚎𝚝𝚌. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚗-𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝. 𝙾𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎, 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛'𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚢, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚌 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚔. 𝚃𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚝. 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚜: ~𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢. 𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 '𝚘𝚑 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚛' 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. ~𝙶𝚘𝚛𝚎, 𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚌 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕. ~𝙰𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚜. 𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 '𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚐 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝' ~𝚂𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖, 𝚎𝚝𝚌. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗, 𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. ~𝙰𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚎 (𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚐𝚎) 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚝, 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚗, 𝚎𝚝𝚌. ~𝚂𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚘𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙𝚜 (𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜, 𝚎𝚝𝚌. 𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚏𝚞𝚕) 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚜𝚎 (𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗) 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚜 (𝚎𝚡𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚏𝚘𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝, 𝚎𝚝𝚌.) 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚜 (𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚋𝚊𝚕, 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑, 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚢𝚙𝚜𝚎, 𝚎𝚝𝚌.) 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚝, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘 𝚐𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚞𝚖𝚊. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚖, 𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛. 𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚗 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜!

People may like horror for many different reasons. Personification of non-human's, perspective, etc. There's some considerate guidelines to take in-to account. Of course, horror's meant to be scary, but not to frightening as to cause panic attack. Trigger warnings may give away the ending or some plot twist. Here are some tips: ~Profanity. Can say like 'oh dear' or something. ~Gore, avoiding unnecessary graphic detail. ~Animals. Can be something like 'the dog growls at presence of ghost' ~Self harm, etc. You can, however, have a character sacrifice oneself. ~Abuse (like exploitation, arranged marriage) although you can imply abduct, poison, etc. ~Stereotyping groups (portraying certain authorities, religions, cultures, etc. as disrespectful) You can use (with discretion) controversial topics (execution, foeticide, the double effect, etc.) lightly. You can mention potential topics (cannibal, baby death, poisons, apocalypse, etc.) in story insofar as it partains to the plot, but no glorifying trauma. You can have the narrator be the villain, victim, or bystander. Have fun writing, and heed your emotions!

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