A Short Story About Why I Think I Was Possessed By A Demon As A Child
1. Alright, so when I was 8, I played this game with my brother called imagination world and we would take every toy and pretend they were all friends. I decided to name the place hell. I said “Yeah this is hell, and angles greet you at the gate then launch you in.”
2. I made up a game called who can run down the fastest in high heels down the stares.. My brother ended up falling
3. I would play spy kids and jump off of my brothers dresser, my brother tried too and broke his arm…
4. The first time I met one of my best friends, I showed her one of my toys. It was a barbie head on a pencil that I used as an eraser…
5. I destroyed a mixed tape with Brittney Spears and N*sync on it. I tore it up and smashed it, then threw it under my brothers bed and blamed it on him.
6. I had an unhealthy obsession with the movie The Ring. I’d watch it every day and I’d watch some parts in slow motion with my best friend. We even turned the movie into a puppet show. We poked a whole in one of the paper dolls mouths and made string come out of it, like what happened to Rachel in the movie. We knew almost every line too.
7. I lied to this one girl whose house I slept over and I told her that I saw a ghost in her room staring at her.
8. I’d stick my bratz dolls into huge cups of water and freeze it.
Hahahhaha oh my god I see why my brother hates me. I’ll add more when I can think of it. I was so freakin evil!
another old story i found that i wrote, LMFAO SOOOOO WEIRD!!!
Today, was a rather strange day. My anger took over my body. I didn’t know how to deal with this. I felt it building up every second. I was about to explode. I grabbed my knife, pencil, shard of glass, and tons of other sharp objects. I walked to the local store, and some man approached me and said “Wow whats with your hair ever hear of a brush?” and I stabbed him several times in the eyeball with my pencil and made him eat his eyes. The store clerk said “WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM?” and I could reply with was “I dunno…tacos I guess?” so I hit him in the head with a huge brick and I made him faint..I dragged him back to my apartment, and I tied him up in my living room. He woke up. I cut his arms off and his legs, and I sewed his legs where is arms should be and his arms where his legs should be…I hooked him up to a machine to keep him alive while I walked around town doing more killing. I bumped into a young lad who, well…I just didn’t like his shoes, so I stabbed him in the chest, turns out there was a mouse in his shirt pocket where I stabbed him. I felt completely horrible..and now I’m going to go kill myself..
The LegArm man woke up in the apartment 3 days later with his creaters dead body near him, and he had arms for legs and legs for arms, he was very upset..I mean come on..wouldnt you be? He unhooked himself from the machine and walked, well, handed down to the hospital…He met a nurse there and said “wow. why hello” and he said “i need some fucking help cant you see i have arms for legs and legs for arms you dumb slut?” she replied with a “well yes but I am into weird fetishes and you are the sexiest thing I have ever laid eyes on”…then they went into the closet and had creepy weird unhuman like sex. And then after that they got married and had children. His children were very embarrassed when they were around age 4 and started to develop brain cells and understand things, so they killed themselves. Then the wife killed herself…then the dad killed himself…
then they all met up in hell. LegArm man, his wife and child, and the narrator in part one, whos name is just narrator because i forgot to name him/her..I”m not even sure if its a guy or a girl..Okay its a guy..okay so, they all met in hell, to make this interesting, because you know, suicide is a sin, wait, no they aren’t in hell they are in purgatory..and purgatory sucks balls! Its just an endless loop of mmm bop, friday, and baby playing over and over and over..
LMFAO, found an old story i wrote xD
As the ground shook violently I realized that he was right and the last thing I saw was the sky turn black. He closed the lid. And then I heard a monstrous roar, and then a wore-pool emerged out of nowhere. I ended up going down a huge pipe into a place that was forbidden for my people. They called it, the sewer. I needed to escape. But then I realized it was a pretty cool place to stay,
I mean, come on, in the real world I was surrounded by shit, why not be surrounded by shit that doesn’t talk? Thank god my dad shrunk me, I don’t know if I wouldn’t be alive today if he didn’t.