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                                                         It is fear that drives us alive

 

                                                        BLAKE’S BANE PRESENTS

 

                                                            The Monody of Death

Writer's note - I am an amateur writer. This is my first try at writing creepypasta! You can expect me to improve :)

Chapter 1 – Hunger ---

It’s the first of February. It’s a pleasant day, to be honest. School’s not yet open, so yippies for me.

Around afternoon, I ventured out from my house. I am an explorer; I go wherever my mind wants to go. Sometimes, it gets me into trouble too. Not that much serious, though.

I went to the shopping mall near the block and got me a fruit drink. I sipped it all up and went around the mall, to the alley. I always go there.

It STANK. But I don’t care, I was used to it. I went down further into the alley. There was a bi-section in the alley, and I took the left path. While walking down that alley, I saw a dog searching for something to eat in the garbage. “Poor thing”, I mumbled to myself. It stiffened and raised its ear, turning towards me and growled, flashing its canine teeth. I hesitantly backed away and turned to the right alley.

I kept on walking, although I never went down that alley. I kept walking till I hit a dead end. Shucks. I almost turned around when I noticed something scribbled on the wall. My ever-so curious mind made me wonder what it was. I squinted, and I saw something written –

HUNGER

A chill went down my spine. I didn’t know why. I flinched backwards and turned around, making my way out of the alley. “Well, that was weird”, I mumbled to myself. I looked back at the alley, only to see someone walking. He seemed suspicious. Just that moment, he disappeared.

Whoa.

Was it my mind playing tricks on me? Probably, I thought, and made my way back to home.

At night, after supper, Mom told me to sleep early. Me being the only son of the family, I HAD to be obedient. I nodded, agreeing to sleep before 8PM.

Annoyingly enough, a thunderstorm somehow decided to brew up BEFORE 8PM. I just can’t sleep in storms, they make so much noise. I just curled up inside my blanket, waiting for the storm to die down or me to SOMEHOW fall asleep.

Over at 10PM, though, the storm was at its peak. I couldn’t sleep. The storm made my windows rattle.

Suddenly, one of the windows flew open. I figured its hatch was loose, and I had to close it, because the rain was entering into my room too. I didn’t want to sleep in a flood.

Getting my lazy bum off the bed, I quickly tip-toed my way to the open window. The rain was hitting my face, and I flinched. But, I braved it out and extended my hand to close the window. But the gust of wind was blowing so hard, it made my window fly away. “Aw shucks!” I thought to myself. But then, out of nowhere, I heard something.

A whisper.

I shivered. It was such a ghastly whisper. I froze in fear. A dark apparition appeared in front of me. I backed away. It was the same thing I saw in the alley at noon. I gazed at it while backing away. It came nearer and spoke –

Fear.

I suddenly felt dizzy. “What did you do to me…?” I stuttered. The apparition disappeared, and I staggered back to the wall and fell there. I could hear Mum shouting downstairs “Close the window, Blake!”

I passed out.

  