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boxitem 14.12.19 07:10 am

Hello everyone. I wrote horror.

So, I decided to try a new career in writing horror. Karpaty, etc. Read, evaluate, write shortcomings ). I need a second opinion.
I went to the bus stop, was a dark night. The bus closed the doors and left. Stop was consecrated only 1 flashlight and he blinked. No one was around. Ow I shouted, but only silence was my answer. I trudged home, looking back in fear at the slightest rustle of city streets. Suddenly I saw a silhouette. Dark and high. The silhouette was a hat a Fedora and looked at me. I turned around and went the other way, but the silhouette was moving behind me. The blood froze in his veins. In fear I grabbed the bottle from the ground and smashed it and waved rose. AHH, do Not go! I yelled and the silhouette disappeared. I rushed home. I ran through the bushes and the pavement, the mad clatter rang in my ears. It was my tramping. But he was creepy as hell. But through it could be heard and more. Strong shortness of breath and even more loud clatter. I, of breath from running and turned around. The blood was frozen in my veins. Swept me woman. The light from the lantern drew her insanely brutal, lice, which again disappeared in the darkness, when she passed it (the lamp). Despite his small stature and very full figured she caused the visibility of the ball that is rolling towards you. Damn the evil ball. I ran. Never ran. I ran and ran, but I heard her shortness of breath. She would not let go, even though I was exhausted. Sudden impact and I flew into a Bush near the road. His head was spinning. She leaned over me, saying nothing, grabbed him by the collar and dragged him somewhere. AAA. You can let go now - I yelled loudly. It was scary, dark and cool, I broke the last effort and rolled into a ravine near the road. It hurt, but I didn't scream. Tears were flowing from his eyes. Sobbing, I crawled, not seeing where. I have crawled and crept through bushes and nettles. Then he passed out. Woke up already in the morning, in the mud and rape. I already knew that was safe. I sighed and crawled home.
The end how you?
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Mag Otshelnik 14.12.19

Well well.The first pancake is always lumpy.The author need to improve.
Good luck.

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Pilat. 14.12.19

The Magician, The Hermit
it anuschka naughty

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MERA VESchEY 14.12.19

there is a desire - write of course, only in the network of this nonsense don't show anyone.
Well damn...