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I was hiding from him because he's going to stop my life and I would die, I was hiding behind the bushes and he was looking for me at night and it was very dark he had an flashlight, and saying my name Jason, but I could move or make a sound because he would kill me. I think he changed his mind and he wouldn't kill me and my scientific was saying sorry and that he wouldn't kill anymore. He was asking everybody if they had seen me and he asked the guys who tried to kill me, my scientific said ¨have you ever seen Jason a robot¨ and the guys was saying Jason a monster and my scientific was saying yeah. My nickname for everyone was Jason The Monster, everybody thinks I'm a monster but I'm not a monster I'm just different than
Sammy was a girl that she was shy. She had her group of friends that she trusted and said everything. But in the school was a girl that she was mean and thinks she can judge everyone. One night Sammy was about to sleep but in a moment to another she was restless. Because she gets scar and she didn’t even know. She saw an ugly monster, she was cold she was like a cold corpse. Sammy says“ It’s nothing, go to sleep”. But she hears a voice telling her“You know that’s not true”. When she hears that, she starts shaking like a little Chihuahua.
I closed my eyes and that for sure I was dead but when I opened them the warning lights were on and thens were fading in and out. I quickly went and started rebooting the systems till they were all done. I look up to see the animatronic in front of me looking through the glass and thought I was dead.I didn’t dare take the chance to put up the camera in case it took it as a chance to get me. Then all of a sudden 6 a.m struck and it started walking away. Then I left for
I was being chased by the terminator dressed as a police officer and being shot at and being killed. When I woke the next morning from my terrible nightmare I was confused and afraid and was in garage on the floor next to Jackie’s Ford Taurus I said, “Where are we Jackie?”
I was coming back from school, Once I got home I went to the bathroom to have a bath. All of a sudden, There was a baby hippo in my bathroom!! I got so surprised that a random baby hippo was in my bathtub, that I slipped and fell. After, I got up I thought it was a dream but no the hippo was still in my bath. The first thing I did was try to get that stinking hippo out of my bathtub, I tried pushing it out, scaring it, I even tried to tickle it. But none of my strategies worked. In the end I just got tired from doing all those things. Who knew a baby hippo could weigh so much. Then I looked at the time and I noticed it was 5:45 my parents were coming in fifteen minutes!! I got so scared to see their
In the morning after eating breakfast, I would get this feeling in my gut that something bad was going to happen to me in school. Sometimes nothing happened. Other times I would just get bullied and get into fights but I would always be blamed for starting it. I couldn’t defend myself because I didn’t know English and my mom as well, so I didn’t tell her anything about what was going on or anyone. I kept my mouth shut like the bully told me to. Throughout the years’ I felt so alone, depressed, things a child shouldn’t experience or feel. When the school year was done, I had failed 3rd grade. One day I was going to the park and I got jumped by the same bullies from my school they had taken my money my mom gave me and beat me up. I woke up laying on the ground and night was nearing. I was filled with anger and I screamed “NO! MORE!” repeatedly. During the summer I thought if learning English even if it’s a little bit, can get me a chance to move on from this depressing time, I would grab that chance. Every day after summer school, I would go to the public library and see if there were any books that taught basic English. Good thing the librarian’s assistant knew Spanish. During that time, I learned that I didn’t need any ones’ help, I had me and only
Everything shut down then I heard a soft voice “you are new face I see what would bring a person to a place like this maybe curiosity maybe ignorance, quickly hide under the desk there is a space where you can fit the last technician built it hurry hide they will be looking for you they will lose interest don't look at there eyes”. I hid under the desk I closed the door there were holes but I thought nothing of it. I heard little footsteps then clanking on the door then I heard a voice, “hello in there” then when looked around the space I saw an eye then the door started to open then I said, “STOP!” Then the door stopped opening then I closed it. I heard the soft voice again, “when the power turns on the voice will say it was unsuccessful then it will tell you to go through the Ballora exhibit he will tell you to run but you are going to have to be very slow”. Then the power turned on and I left the
Ok. One night my sister and I were at my father’s house. He lives in Kingsville on 10 maybe 9 acres of land in this [small pause, looks at ceiling] I wouldn’t really call it a farmhouse, just a kind of small house out there. The previous person who lived in the house was supposedly shipped to an asylum, for, you know, normal stuff [pause] schizophrenic or something. My sister and I were at the house one night and we were cleaning up the house while my dad was on some sort of job out of the state and my step mom was at work in the hospital. We were doing our stuff, and then the power flickered, and came back on. We didn’t think anything of it. Then, outside of the door, we heard a noise, kinda like a dog barking, but like, just enough not so that we knew it wasn’t. So, we hear this noise, and start to get fre...
It was November 5th, 2013 – it was my cross country league meet. I was running the hardest, the fastest, and with more intensity than I have ran with the first three years of my cross country career combined. It was the hardest course in Michigan, but it seemed easy to me as I practiced on it every other day. The competition was at least thirty seconds behind me as the three-story hill was too big of a challenge for them. The screams and cheering of the crowd fueled my adrenaline and I hit my runner’s high. I had tackled the hill for the final time and the crowd was screaming louder than I have ever heard, which caused me to power up the hill, then I stopped in my tracks. I realized what they were screaming about. There was someone, or something, hunched over my coach’s body. It looked human, but there was something off about the figure. The “thing” turned around and looked at me. It was pale, fit, had red eyes, and was covered in my coach’s blood and intestines. My heart stopped. What the hell? Then, I ran. It chased me. I didn’t have time to think about where I was going or what I had just seen, I just ran as fast as I could and as far as I could get. I heard screaming from the other runners and other onlookers, and when I glanced back to see if the thing was behind me, it wasn’t. I ended up in the parking lot, hotwired an older car (by popping
It all started on an early Friday morning when my mom told me to run errand for her in a nearby market. The weather was calm and cloudy. There were no people walking in the streets, or even any other kinds of life. I wondered why the situation was different, but any way I headed to the market to fulfill my duty. To my surprise, when I arrived at the very center of the market, nobody was there. I asked myself if I came earlier than the others, and then I decided to wait for some minutes. I hanged around at least 30 minutes, but nobody came. My heart started to beat tremendously, and terror invaded my mind. When I was about to come back home, everything changed. Firstly, I have heard the sound of a bomb. It was extremely loud and I could not hear anything for a minute, then I fall down because of the severe pain in my ears. After couple minutes, I lost
Every day, I would drag myself to school, do my work, get home, do homework, then go to bed. For years, on and on every single day using the same method, repeating the same pattern. “Go to page 247 in your textbook.” “Find the circumference of the circle provided.” “Identify the organisms as prokaryotic or eukaryotic.” I felt that my life couldn’t get any worse, that everybody had it better off than me. I hated every single hour of the day, every single day of the week. I used to wear a fake mask to make it seem like everything was okay, all was well, when all I was doing was living a lie. Then I read your book, “Finding Spirit Bear”. My english teacher assigned us the book as an assignment for class, which I sped through, just to get it over
After being there a while, I noticed a grey van passing down the street repeatedly. I did not think much about it since it was not my neighborhood, and Sergio's friend did not pay much attention to them either. All of a sudden, one of Sergio's friends jumped off the hood of a parked car and yelled, "Trucha! Trucha!" (Watch Out!) As he shouted that, I looked up and saw the passenger of the gray van pointing and shooting a gun at me. I felt a tremendous cold chill all over my body, and began to run as fast as I could to the back of the house. All I remember is looking for safety.
I am friends with the boogeyman. He lies under my bed. The monster whose mysterious face I never have the pleasure of meeting, the monster who watches me day and night from his safe-haven within my closet. With intense fright surging through my body, I search for him but to no avail. I try to understand his purpose, and the reason why he watches me, but I remain too full of fright to ask.
I always had trouble understanding others. Growing up I never played with the other children. My grandfather said it was because my mind was too busy thinking of brilliant idea to actually talk to the others. I believed him. I believed in him for 17 years, that all stopped today. It all ended when I was riding my bike to the local market so I could pick up scrap parts for my grandfather. He said they were for his hovertech76 His prized antique hover car. As I made my way down the pavement I saw the market coming up from the horizon and suddenly everything freezes The birds in the sky, the leaves in the air, my bike, everything. I can’t move my head. I am paralyzed. “What’s happening?” I thought frantically to myself “Someone help! Someone please!” But just a quickly as I was put into this horrifying state I was snapped back to my bike. Birds chirping the leaves hit the floor but something is different, I am in the market that was barely in eye sight just moments ago. I slam my brakes. Directing my unblinking eyes towards the ground I start to breath heavily. “What on Earth just happened?” My thoughts scatter, my heart begins to race, Darkness.
Of course I didn't ask my mom or dad. Nobody shall know. October 26 1998, haven’t recorded in a while. I've been paying attention to the thing in my house, but today changes everything I don’t think we have one I think we have many. Today I go in the basement to see what is down there. I open a door labeled, CONCEALMENT CHAMBER. I open it anyway I find bones and organs in jars. I almost threw up. I had to be stealthy leaving the basement, I was told not to be down there by my parents order. I went to check in the attic that had a built in step ladder. I went up there and there was dead animal carcases as my body stimulate my body. As I steadily leave the attic after almost throwing up in the attic which was a closer call than the basement. I go in my room to write it down and on my wall it says fury. I have no clue why this thing is angry. October 31, 1998 It's Halloween and I am not ready to have this ghost pop out of nowhere and kill me and put my organs in the basement. I take precautions. I don’t have the audacity to capture this ghost. So I just go out trick or treating. I don’t want to come back with the house in flames but I have to go trick or
I first became interested in astronomy when my 7th science grade teacher was teaching us how black holes work. Although I didn’t understand much of what I was being taught, I began to have tons of question on the subject. This longing for answers lead me to seek the help required to understanding the universe. I began to read more books and seeked help from those who might help me answer my questions. I plan to pursue my interest in USC by taking advantage of the astronomy programs that they offer and push my understanding of astronomy so that I can ask more thought provoking questions to myself as well as my peers. I am also hoping to take part research opportunities in the astronomy or cosmology fields.