Ah welcome, welcome! I'm surprised you came back! Usually the only people I see are dead, ehehehehehehe. Although sometimes, I see humans who aren't even human! What's that, you want to know what I mean? Ehehehehehehe, sometimes there are "humans" so cruel, so cold, they become monsters. In fact, I have a story about such a topic. Listen closely, and you'll learn about the dark places that these creatures go to, ehehehehehehe....
Our story begins with a happy little family. There were 2 parents, and a little girl, who were known by others as being some of the happiest people in the neighborhood! But of course, there's more to this story then meets the eyes. The little girl's name was Mystic, and her parents were monsters. Now they aren't important enough to name, and by the end, they'll be just a pair of nobodies, ehehehehehehe....
Mystic was scared. She had been hiding in the closet for an hour, hoping that they would give up trying to find her. They had once again been mad at her, and she had long since stopped trying to figure out the reasons for it. Suddenly, she heard footsteps. She tensed up, trying her hardest to not even breathe, as they might hear her. The movement got louder and louder. Then it stopped. 'Please....please go away.' Mystic silently thought. BOOM!!! The closet door slammed open, smacking the wall with such force that Mystic could feel the vibrations. Mystic could feel the anger coming from her dad, as he wordlessly picked her up. Mystic began screaming and crying, though it did nothing to stop the abuse that was to follow. Being hit with the butt of a gun. Forcible cutting. Slammed into walls. At some point during all this, Mystic began wondering why her parents hated her so. 'Am I really so worthless? Maybe I deserve this' she thought. Her thoughts were interrupted when her dad grabbed her and began taking her to the room she dreaded the most. The family wasn't rich, they were fairly poor actually. And this room was evidence for that, as it had no lights, it was small, cold, and filthy. There was no furniture or windows, not even a light switch. Her parents loved to throw her into this room whenever they were done torturting her, and it gave her a lifelong fear of the dark. Lost in her thoughts, Mystic hadn't realized she had reached her destination until her dad screamed some profanities at her, and threw her into the room. She hear a lock clicking, and figured she would be trapped until morning. 'I wish I could get help....but no one believes me.' Mystic thought, as tears fell down her face. It was true. She once tried to tell her teacher. The teacher gave her a disapproving look and told her it wasn't ladylike to tell lies. The teacher told the parents, and of course that made things worse. She didn't have any friends, so she couldn't tell them either...she was trapped. "Nobody.......". Mystic looked up. She could have sworn she heard a voice, but that was impossible. Her mom was probably drunk and passed out in her bed, and her dad certainly wasn't here. "You......" Mystic started to panic. 'Im either insane...or I'm not alone.' Suddenly, she saw a pair of glowing yellow eyes. "Are..." it whispered, ever so quietly. Mystic screamed and ran towards the door, banging on it with all her strength. She didn't care that her parents would be mad, she just wanted to be away from this thing. The creature looked at her, but didn't make a move towards her. Instead it seemed to be making a deep gurgling noise that Mystic supposed was laughter. "HELP HELP!!! PLEEEASE!!!" She screamed. Again, the creature did nothing but stare. Mystic was beginning to think that it attacking her would be less unsettling when the door finally opened. Her mom looked at her like she was an unwanted distraction in her life. "MOM, THERES A MONSTER!!!" mystic was pointing at the creature, but it seemed to have disappeared. She looked back at her mom. "There's no such thing as monsters, you stupid child. Your very presence is putrid to me, and I despise you even more for making me look at you longer then I have to. NOW SHUT UP!!!!" Her mom pushed her back into the room and locked it. Mystic looked back, and once again saw the eyes. The room was too dark to make out the rest of the body, but it didn't seem to matter. The creature had stopped its weird whispers and was just watching her instead. Mystic looked at it. It looked at her. She wanted it to stop watching. 'Why is it watching. why, Why WHY?!?!' she thought, slowly losing her sanity with each passing glance. This went on the whole night. Somewhere around 1 am, Mystic started shrieking and smacking the door. Her parents unlocked the door, each holding a look of sheer hatred. The dad stepped into the room, ready to punish the girl again for waking him up so early. He looked around the small room, and couldn't find her. "What the...." He muttered to himself, before feeling a painful shock to his neck. He screamed and fell over, feeling his neck. To his horror, he pulled back his hand to find it was covered in blood. He had a huge bite mark on his neck, and he could feel himself slowly fading away. As his vision began to darken, he looked up to see his attacker. To his shock, he found his daughter, smiling at him with blood on her teeth. Her eyes seemed to have changed color....they were now yellow. Before he could speak, she smashed her knee on his face, and he fell to his side, unmoving. The wife screamed and ran off to her room, and locked the door. She even shut the lights in hopes that she would be harder to find. She stopped to take a breath and felt a sudden chill in the air. She looked to the door, making sure Mystic couldn't get in. Suddenly, she felt a finger tapping her back. With horror, the mother turned around, and saw 2 yellow eyes looking at her. "How...how did you get in?!?!" She said, in a voice barely audible. Mystic laughed, which sounded like a deep gurgle, and proceeded to walk towards her mom. "You...you wouldn't do this to your mother!" She said in a panicked voice. Mystic crawled up to her, inches from her face and pointed at her. "You....are....nothing" she hissed. "YOU'RE A MONSTER!!!" her mom screamed at her. Mystic gave an even wider smile, and started to tear at her mother's face with her teeth. When she was done, she looked at the corpse and whispered "There's no such thing as monsters".
And that's where our story ends, ehehehehehehe...what's that? You think Mystic was justified in doing that to her parents? HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, having justified actions doesn't make you any less of a monster, I'm afraid. Killing others because they were abusive doesn't make you less of a murderer. That's why it's good to be nice to everyone you meet, including nobodies. ESPECIALLY nobodies ehehehehehehe. Until next time friend *closes door*
(Be sure to let me know if you want to be in a future story. Oh, and Earth2543, I'm predicting you'll be met with a terrible fate next time, ehehehehehehehehehehehehehe)
Our story begins with a happy little family. There were 2 parents, and a little girl, who were known by others as being some of the happiest people in the neighborhood! But of course, there's more to this story then meets the eyes. The little girl's name was Mystic, and her parents were monsters. Now they aren't important enough to name, and by the end, they'll be just a pair of nobodies, ehehehehehehe....
Mystic was scared. She had been hiding in the closet for an hour, hoping that they would give up trying to find her. They had once again been mad at her, and she had long since stopped trying to figure out the reasons for it. Suddenly, she heard footsteps. She tensed up, trying her hardest to not even breathe, as they might hear her. The movement got louder and louder. Then it stopped. 'Please....please go away.' Mystic silently thought. BOOM!!! The closet door slammed open, smacking the wall with such force that Mystic could feel the vibrations. Mystic could feel the anger coming from her dad, as he wordlessly picked her up. Mystic began screaming and crying, though it did nothing to stop the abuse that was to follow. Being hit with the butt of a gun. Forcible cutting. Slammed into walls. At some point during all this, Mystic began wondering why her parents hated her so. 'Am I really so worthless? Maybe I deserve this' she thought. Her thoughts were interrupted when her dad grabbed her and began taking her to the room she dreaded the most. The family wasn't rich, they were fairly poor actually. And this room was evidence for that, as it had no lights, it was small, cold, and filthy. There was no furniture or windows, not even a light switch. Her parents loved to throw her into this room whenever they were done torturting her, and it gave her a lifelong fear of the dark. Lost in her thoughts, Mystic hadn't realized she had reached her destination until her dad screamed some profanities at her, and threw her into the room. She hear a lock clicking, and figured she would be trapped until morning. 'I wish I could get help....but no one believes me.' Mystic thought, as tears fell down her face. It was true. She once tried to tell her teacher. The teacher gave her a disapproving look and told her it wasn't ladylike to tell lies. The teacher told the parents, and of course that made things worse. She didn't have any friends, so she couldn't tell them either...she was trapped. "Nobody.......". Mystic looked up. She could have sworn she heard a voice, but that was impossible. Her mom was probably drunk and passed out in her bed, and her dad certainly wasn't here. "You......" Mystic started to panic. 'Im either insane...or I'm not alone.' Suddenly, she saw a pair of glowing yellow eyes. "Are..." it whispered, ever so quietly. Mystic screamed and ran towards the door, banging on it with all her strength. She didn't care that her parents would be mad, she just wanted to be away from this thing. The creature looked at her, but didn't make a move towards her. Instead it seemed to be making a deep gurgling noise that Mystic supposed was laughter. "HELP HELP!!! PLEEEASE!!!" She screamed. Again, the creature did nothing but stare. Mystic was beginning to think that it attacking her would be less unsettling when the door finally opened. Her mom looked at her like she was an unwanted distraction in her life. "MOM, THERES A MONSTER!!!" mystic was pointing at the creature, but it seemed to have disappeared. She looked back at her mom. "There's no such thing as monsters, you stupid child. Your very presence is putrid to me, and I despise you even more for making me look at you longer then I have to. NOW SHUT UP!!!!" Her mom pushed her back into the room and locked it. Mystic looked back, and once again saw the eyes. The room was too dark to make out the rest of the body, but it didn't seem to matter. The creature had stopped its weird whispers and was just watching her instead. Mystic looked at it. It looked at her. She wanted it to stop watching. 'Why is it watching. why, Why WHY?!?!' she thought, slowly losing her sanity with each passing glance. This went on the whole night. Somewhere around 1 am, Mystic started shrieking and smacking the door. Her parents unlocked the door, each holding a look of sheer hatred. The dad stepped into the room, ready to punish the girl again for waking him up so early. He looked around the small room, and couldn't find her. "What the...." He muttered to himself, before feeling a painful shock to his neck. He screamed and fell over, feeling his neck. To his horror, he pulled back his hand to find it was covered in blood. He had a huge bite mark on his neck, and he could feel himself slowly fading away. As his vision began to darken, he looked up to see his attacker. To his shock, he found his daughter, smiling at him with blood on her teeth. Her eyes seemed to have changed color....they were now yellow. Before he could speak, she smashed her knee on his face, and he fell to his side, unmoving. The wife screamed and ran off to her room, and locked the door. She even shut the lights in hopes that she would be harder to find. She stopped to take a breath and felt a sudden chill in the air. She looked to the door, making sure Mystic couldn't get in. Suddenly, she felt a finger tapping her back. With horror, the mother turned around, and saw 2 yellow eyes looking at her. "How...how did you get in?!?!" She said, in a voice barely audible. Mystic laughed, which sounded like a deep gurgle, and proceeded to walk towards her mom. "You...you wouldn't do this to your mother!" She said in a panicked voice. Mystic crawled up to her, inches from her face and pointed at her. "You....are....nothing" she hissed. "YOU'RE A MONSTER!!!" her mom screamed at her. Mystic gave an even wider smile, and started to tear at her mother's face with her teeth. When she was done, she looked at the corpse and whispered "There's no such thing as monsters".
And that's where our story ends, ehehehehehehe...what's that? You think Mystic was justified in doing that to her parents? HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, having justified actions doesn't make you any less of a monster, I'm afraid. Killing others because they were abusive doesn't make you less of a murderer. That's why it's good to be nice to everyone you meet, including nobodies. ESPECIALLY nobodies ehehehehehehe. Until next time friend *closes door*
(Be sure to let me know if you want to be in a future story. Oh, and Earth2543, I'm predicting you'll be met with a terrible fate next time, ehehehehehehehehehehehehehe)
