Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-5553246-20151210021152

Hi guys. Here's a new pasta I came up with. Let me know if there are any improvements I should make before posting this to the wiki:

We treat fear as a weakness, a curse. Why? What's to avoid? What if fear is an advantage? What if it is a warning, meant to prepare you for the day of your imminent demise from the moment you were born?

I wish I understood fear from the start. I wish I knew what I was getting myself into. You see, as I sit here in my room packing my belongings, I await the challenge of a great evil who lurks upon my home. I'm being chased by a demonic monster, a monster that can't be seen only heard by it's maniacal scream. This hellish creation of God wants nothing more than to feed upon my flesh. But I am ready for it. As I stare out my window, I see that the sky has darkened. It's coming. I must escape, but there is no means of exit. The creature waits outside, anticipating. It prepares to ambush me. There's only one place left where I can be safe.

As, I hide in my basement, waiting for the demon, I stumble upon old pictures of my family. As I look at wedding pictures of my parents, I realize I'm not ready to die. I must persevere at all coasts. Just then, I hear the clattering of footsteps echoing throughout the house. The creature is getting closer. I run and hide in the nearest corridor praying for dear life! But it's too late. The creature is hear and it has me surrounded. I feel it's presence, it's pain. As I listen to it's unbearable screams from outside, all I can feel is it torturing me from the inside.

Journal Entry #57

I'm starting to worry about my son. Yesterday, I paid him a visit. He was in his basement screaming and moaning. He said that that he was being pursued by a demon and that screams last night were loud enough for anyone in the area to hear. He must've been mistaken because the only loud sound that could be heard last night was the thunder storm. 