I think....one is fine, I wouldn't wish a ego boosted D sam on anyone...I wish it were possible to like a comment more than once, I'd definitely give this one multiple likes
Nah, it doesn't have to be scaryYou could see someone who looks exactly like you, except there's a wicked smile playing on this person's lips. If this happened to someone else, you know they would scream, they would run for their life, but not you, of course not you. You've always been different from most people, you're special— no, you two are special because you have something that other people don't. Instead, for the first time in your life, you don't hold back from saying all the curse word your brain is capable of thinking at a moment like this, how could you not? Your very own twin which right now is doubled over laughing just scared the hell out of you, you weren't sure on whether who was the mistake before, but now you know, and revenge of course is all you could think of on the way home.
(Something's wrong with me, I'm incapable of writing anything that's actually scary.)
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You forgot his quote!As you turned around... A green figure occupied your vision, your eyes widen in shock! You couldn't believe what you're seeing! "it couldn't be!... No, It can't be!" You thought as you take a step back, away from the figure. The figure, it was Shrek!
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Shrek took a step towards you, looking menacing. You shudder as cold sweat started dripping down to your face, you don't know what to do! You might've accidentally stumbled upon his swap earlier or something but you couldn't care less now, you just wanna go home. You took a deep breath and gulp, mustering courage before you started sprinting as fast as you can- you don't where to go but that didn't stopped you, you kept on running and running. But you can feel Shrek is running after you, trailing you uncomfortably close. After what seems like forever, you somehow got out of that hell hole, you don't what just happened there but you're just glad you're out.
(Asdfghjkl :'0000 I tried— I rarely write stuff but I hope u it like it!! <33 <:'DDD )
It's okay, I tend to go heavy with the commas too. English wasn't my first language and I try to spell things the way we say them. In my head, just about every break gets a comma if it's not the end of the sentence. Lol.…an indiscernible figure (despite the moon’s light shining over the both of you) with pitch black eyes that threatened to suck you in like a black hole that leads to a space devoid of life and silver chains that glint under the light and hang onto its wrists, feet and neck. Rooted to the spot by its accusingly magnetic yet hazardous gaze, you could do nothing else but blink but as you open your eyes, the silhouette wasn’t there, like it didn’t exist at all and it was just your imagination. You decide to take the chance and run like the wind through the moon-illuminated trees, directions be damned, until you eventually run out of stamina and drop with a painful thud onto the ground. “Running is hopeless,” you conclude as you curl up into a ball while your breathing escalates to being too erratic, difficult and painful to manage, your eyes (that are tightly shut) begin to fill with tears and whispered screams assault your ears. As a pitiful attempt to stay even remotely sane and conscious, you open your tearful eyes and with your fuzzy, flickering gaze, you can identify blurry, humanoid outlines, that same unidentifiable figure and flashing colours of red and blue in the background before you unsuccessfully mutter an apology and your consciousness is sucked in by those very same pitch black eyes in the dark.
Note 1: Before anyone says anything, some words are spelled differently because of the difference between American-English and British-English spellings, so I apologise for the presumed inconvenience.
Note 2: I wanted this to be an extended metaphor about guilt and running away from it, but perhaps I either went too far or got way too sidetracked and complicated. I'm not used to writing stories with only five sentences. GCSEs do that to you sometimes. Plus, it was 3 AM when I made this. I was bored so may as well.
Note 3: I put too many commas. Oops.
Note 4: Changed out the 'me' and 'us' because I apparently didn't spot it while proof-reading. Who'dathought? And I'm used to writing in first person, so-
There's absolutely no problem with thatYou could see someone who looks exactly like you, except there's a wicked smile playing on this person's lips. If this happened to someone else, you know they would scream, they would run for their life, but not you, of course not you. You've always been different from most people, you're special— no, you two are special because you have something that other people don't. Instead, for the first time in your life, you don't hold back from saying all the curse word your brain is capable of thinking at a moment like this, how could you not? Your very own twin which right now is doubled over laughing just scared the hell out of you, you weren't sure on whether who was the mistake before, but now you know, and revenge of course is all you could think of on the way home.
(Something's wrong with me, I'm incapable of writing anything that's actually scary.)
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