by eddieblz » Mon Feb 17, 2014 6:07 pm
Thank's for all the nice input everyone.
Hi Rebecca It is so nice to see you've been posting again.
Medved,
Even if a person doesn't believe in such things and I don't. We still because of our superstitious nature, feel uneasy (with this particular legend) to stand in front of a mirror and repeat the name 3 time. This is the same with any legend thou. We take it the point that we wont do what ever it takes to activate that legend even thou we know it's nonsense. That is what makes bringing these horrors up over and over again interesting and fresh no matter how old they are.
Now personally I belong to several horror clubs. Including some, reaper, slenderman, Bloody Marry, Skull and bone along with general horror clubs that's why all the frightful stuff the last year or so. You have to be a true nonbeliever to have the courage to scare the pants off everyone else. BOOHAHHAHAHAHA.
Thanks so much everyone for the kind comment and taking the time to make them.
Eddie
By the Way here's my child hood nightmare.
Imagine... Laying in bed as a young child 5 or 6. The room dark as coal. You asked your parents not to close the bedroom door. "Just leave it open a crack", you plead. But they wont. "You can't get a proper nights sleep if it's open", Your dad snapped back at you.
So there you are, in the dark. "It will be alright, it wont happen tonight", you say trying to comfort yourself as the cold sweat begins to bead up on your forehead. Suddenly you here that music off in the distance. You are unable to scream. You want to scream because you know what is coming for you. Then the nightmare begins, White glowing hands not attached to any, body. Just floating in the air...Quickly they grab you by the wrists. You struggle but they over power you, pinning you to the bed. Again you try to yell out for help but you mouth will not even move. Now the real horror enters your room. "How has it been able to enter, The door is closed!!", your thoughts race.
Two eye's,... that's all it is. Nothing more. Just two eyes hovering there in the dark... But not human eye's, no but... It's the owl eyes. Glaring at you, with deep hate. the look of wanting to do you harm deep inside of them. They slowly move toward you as you petrify in horror. You can't even struggle any more. The darkness around these terrors begin to drip with blood until the darkness itself becomes a blood red. The redness around those eyes begins to move with formless shapes. You have managed some how in your terror to wiggle your blankets over your head... but you know it will be useless because you Know what is coming next.
Claws now appear below those two creations of evil. The claws now slowly reach out. You feel them as they tug at your blanket. (That last bit of comfort you were hoping for). The blanket that is laying over you, you feel it slowly being dragged from off of you. Tears of terror now rolling from your eyes. You close your eyes, not wanting to peer onto those two visions of your own mortality. The beat of your racing heart which has been getting loader with each agonizing second now fills the room, seeming to be keeping time with music.
"Now that's odd!?! How could my heart be keeping time with the music???", You say to yourself. Suddenly you wake up and sit strait up in your bed. Oddly you can still hear the music? Oh it's just dad playing Beethoven or Mozart or something in the other room. "Mom must be home from work" you whisper to yourself. So you get up, sneak over to your bedroom door, open it a bit, letting in some light, then jump back into bed. "their busy talking right now, They'll never know I opened it". You say to yourself. Now you drift back to sleep relieved that it's over.
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