Her body had been torn in half blood was all over the floor and my clothes. I let out a fear filled shreak as I looked deep into her dull, glossed over eyes. I spun around as the top half of my mother's body fell from my shoulders. It was only than that I realized, that was no blanket. I sat the cup down on the counter and pulled my blanket closer around me. It was a deep red color and had the taste of metal. I spit it out almost immediately, a substance thicker than water ran from my lips. "I must have blacked out." I lifted the cup to my lips taking a long sip. I awoke with a start standing right in front of the sink a cup of water in my hand. "Ooooh the devils hour~" I laughed to myself and fell asleep with no more incidents with my schizophrenia. After I finished my drink I set my cup down on the counter and walked upstairs. I pulled my favorite cup from the cabinet and filled it with cold water from the sink. I made my descend down the stairs blanket around my shoulders. I grabbed my blanket and wrapped it around me. Now go ahead and get some sleep." After she left I let out a long sigh. "Oh.don't worry about it sweetie some day we will have enough money to get you some treatment. "Sweetheart are you alright? Is your condition getting worse?" I nodded. Suddenly my mom was standing in front of me again. "Go away go away go away go away g o away GO AWAY." I screamed ripping its arm off of me. "Sweetheart are you alright." It sounded just like her. She touched my shoulder, no it touched my shoulder. It's eyes came in and out of view, it changed. Her skin was pitch black no light existing anywhere around her.it. It sounded like her but she looked different. "Are you alright hun? The delusions getting to you?" This wasn't my mom anymore. A knock came from my door snapping me out of my temporary state of mortal peril "e in" my mother stepped through the door. I screamed as n.j one appeard right in front of me. There were tall ones, short ones, skinny ones, fat ones, ones with may eyes, ones with no eyes. There were figures in the corners of my eyes. I had told myself I would be asleep by 9pm but that clearly didn't happen. It means a lot to me.It was currently 1AM and I had been stairing at my wall for hours. I really do appreciate all the love and support I've received over the years and recently. I've always been one to encourage people to create and do what they want, so for people to think that it was the opposite, well it was disgusting and devastating to myself and the others.īut I'm hoping things are going to die down, and we can all focus on making content and just having fun again. That someone could use my name in that sort of way. That's the part that was most bothering to me. I had confirmed that there were at least 4-5 different individuals who actually quit making content because of Dusky's lies. I've been very quiet about it, (except for on twitter), but as Scribbler said, Myself, Magpiepony, GutiuSerenade, and her have all be working behind the scenes to make sure those hurt by his lies are ok. This week has been a bit of a struggle with the recently developments of "Dusky Novel" and well. For each of the cons, I'm trying to do a patrons' only meetup. Let me know in the comments here, and if you are, maybe we can set up a patrons's only meet up. I wanted to ask, if any of you are heading to EFNW. I'm still working on two more videos before I head off to EFNW. It's been a while since I found a good creepypasta that was subtle with the scare.
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