Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-24718386-20140322192843

This is my Creepypasta story... - Yes. This is a diary. Obviously. I mean, what else could it be? A journal? Maybe. But anyway. Urgh. I don't know what to write. I want to write about... it, but I don't know where to begin. I mean, such a lot has happened! Where to begin? So, Gary (my cousin) and I decided, one day, to suddenly take a walk in the forest. I know what you're thinking. Why would you want to go to a forest for no reason? I mean, what's the point? My thoughts exactly. Then. But I just went with Gary because he promised me sweets. (Yes, I have a VERY strong sweet tooth.) Gary and I walked to this forest. When we arrived, the tall, dark trees loomed tall above our heads. Gary, being a wimp as always, took a few steps back. "You first, Jess. I mean, ladies first and all. He he." He laughed nervously. "Fine. But you owe me." I grinned, showing him that I was joking. We walked into the forest, me first, Gary following. Gary was scared out of his pants, I could tell. Of course, that was only natural, him being wimpy and all. I must admit, it was a little scary. Okay, it was flipping terrifying. But I tried to be strong and brave, as Gary was doing nothing to help. We walked. And walked. And walked. It got boring. It was like we were walking to Australia, for goodness' sake. I never realised that the forest was THAT huge. Eventually, we came to a large clearing. I smelled burning, for some reason. What we were looking at was a big, mansion-lookalike-type house. It was huge. Yet for some reason it looked kind of... sad. Several windows were boarded up, the glass shattered. Ivy covered over half of the house. The walls were crumbling. The garden was overgrown, and the iron fence had rusted away over time. In the bushes, there seemed to be eyes staring out at us. Maybe they were really eyes, or maybe it was just my imagination. "Come on, Jess, let's get out of this dump!" cried Gary. "Dump? It looks freakin' amazing, Gary!" Me, being curious as always, wanted to explore this abandoned wonder. "But..." "No buts, Gary! Let's go in!" I grabbed his hand and pulled him along behind me. I walked up the steps, feeling scared yet excited. I was feeling adventurous as I pushed the heavy, creaking oak door that had partly rotted away. We were in a large corridor. There was a strong smell of damp and wildlife's... business. The walls were lined with many doors and a few portraits. As I had expected, the place was deserted. I walked down the left side of the corridor, Gary following me closely. It soon ended, and the last door was instantly the most recognisable. It had several large dark stains that looked creepily like... blood. "Jess, let's go! While we still can!" Gary said, his voice shaking. "Oh, shut up, Gary! Don't make this any creepier!" I hushed him. He seemed to take the hint and shut up. I slowly pushed open the door. It made a quiet creaking sound, as if it hadn't been opened for a long time. Yet what I saw behind, it surprised me that the door creaked. We were in a large room. There was a group of children all standing in a circle. What I noticed was that they were all wearing different coloured outfits to each other. The way they were postioned, it looked like a colour wheel. Another thing I noticed was that every single one appeared to be injured. Every one of them either had cuts or bandages somewhere. Slowly, they all turned to face us. The tallest one was the first one to speak. "Hello... do you want to come and play with us?" she said. "Yes," A boy dressed in blue chimed in. "Come on! We'll all play Circle You." Suddenly Gary and I were being grabbed and pulled into the centre of the circle. Gary screamed and struggled, along with me. "Let's all play until the Sun rises!" cried a girl dressed in yellow. They all started to chant. "Circle you, circle you Please don't try to run from us Kakome Kakome What games will we play, can I guess? Before the moon sets again You can play with us until then! Circle you, circle you Who surrounds you everywhere?" "Okay, we played, can we go now?" I asked the tallest one. "NO!" He yelled. This caused the children to become angry. Their eyes glowed red then glazed over like a dead person's. They slowly came closer, closer to us... They reached out with their bloodied hands, all laughing and chanting, until they all cried, in unison, "We've had our fun, now let's go and dispose of them!" The last thing I saw was the tall boy's face, his evil grin, his red, glazed over eyes, and his outstretched hands... Then all went black. When I woke up, I was in that room. The children were gone, and so was Gary. I was the only person left. I saw myself in the window. I saw what they had done to me. I had bandages around my neck and my right wrist. I had slashes across my face. When I removed the bandage around my neck I found that they had beheaded me then stitched my head back on. I wondered how I was even alive. My hands were covered in blood. I was wearing a grey outfit with bloodstains across the front. I tried to leave. There was some kind of force that seemed to push me back into that room. So that's it. I'm stuck here forever, forced to play Circle You until the moon sets and the Sun rises. Would you like to come and play? 