Etria (2013-03-19 12:11:14)

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I was only a little 7 year old when I recived a scary creature mask for Halloween. I loved scaring my little brother with it, causing me to get in deep trouble alot. Soon, after getting incredibly tired of hearing ear-piercing screams, my mother took the mask away, tore it to peices, and threw it away. I was quite upset after that, as I had grown fond of that mask. After a few months, it was Christmas Eve already. I had snuck out of the house to try and find a scary mask like my old one. I had walked into a very poor costume store, looking for a scary costume. Well, I had no money, and picked out a good mask. I went into an unwatched part of the store and pulled the tags off the mask. I stuffed the mask into my jacket, and ran out of there. I was greeted on my walk home by a police officer, who was looking for me, a "missing" child. After a breif ride home, I was reunited with my Mother. I came up with the story that I was taken away from home, and dropped me off after I got noisy. Well, mom belived me, and gave me a big hug. It was two weeks until I brought out my mask. And that day was unknowingly, my brother's last day alive. I put on the mask, and grabbed a big knife from the kitchen drawer. I waiting for my brother to walk into the kitchen, and get his worst scare ever. Well, timing and position were bad, and I ended up killing my brother. What a horrible day that was. Time had passed before the nightmares came and haunted me. Quite Not Sad, Right?

--IT'S NOT SUPPOSED TO BE SCARY--

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TheEpicOne (2013-03-20 10:07:16)

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Silvervane = :｜ t==b

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Etria (2013-03-21 08:50:40)

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I'm not the best writer there is.

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Gamzee (2013-03-21 12:11:53)

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meep. reminds me of one of my fav goosebumps stories

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Etria (2013-03-22 02:54:39)

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Actually, this does seem a bit like that goosebumps story about the mask.

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