Creepypasta: Pesticide by imperfectInfection, literature
Literature
Creepypasta: Pesticide
A little girl sat in her garden trimming the roses. She smiled and laughed as a few bugs crawled up her arms "well hello Mr. Beetle" she said before placing him back on the ground. The girls mother walked over giving her a look of distrust and malaise. "Let me check your work" she said in a dull tone. The small child shook her head "n-no mommy I'm n-not done yet" she tried not to stutter but failed. The mom just pushed her aside "if you have time to talk to bugs you are done" and with that she snipped the first thorn she found on any rose. When her mother was done checking she had a small bag of thorns. Roughly she pulled her daughters arm an
Secrets of the house you have never entered by imperfectInfection, literature
Literature
Secrets of the house you have never entered
The windows shine with life as if they were eyes themselves. Shining, glimmering, clean and fresh. The door, an open mouth for the outside world, a deep blood stained wood with a handle the color of coal and ash. Trees line the friendly home, leaves whispering to each other the mysteries they know in the silent breeze, all of the secrets vanishing in the summer wind.
Wait...
was it summer? Or maybe it was spring? The unseen mocks us and the door shuts to lock away so much or maybe...
...so little.
The hoop outside stood proud and dusty, now going unused only to know of the last child to play with him against his siblings, or father?
Secrets of the house you have never entered by imperfectInfection, literature
Literature
Secrets of the house you have never entered
The windows shine with life as if they were eyes themselves. Shining, glimmering, clean and fresh. The door, an open mouth for the outside world, a deep blood stained wood with a handle the color of coal and ash. Trees line the friendly home, leaves whispering to each other the mysteries they know in the silent breeze, all of the secrets vanishing in the summer wind.
Wait...
was it summer? Or maybe it was spring? The unseen mocks us and the door shuts to lock away so much or maybe...
...so little.
The hoop outside stood proud and dusty, now going unused only to know of the last child to play with him against his siblings, or father?
Hello I am a 14 year old writer who will mostly be using this to show things I have sewn or sculpted since I dont do much fan art. Everything I have written on here will have either been things I have written for creative writing class or fanfiction, thank you
To fill out this completely and thoroughly use https://www.cia.gov/library/publications/the-world-factbook/ for all the infromation, all of the personal stuff is on the bottom of it since this sheet will be mostly facts about the country as well....a country. :) have fun
Name of Country:
Human name:
· General Information
1. What is the overall population of your country?
2. What is your county’s Population by Age and Gender. If you don’t have by gender just over all population by age?
a. 0-14 M: F:
b. 15-64 M: F:
c. 65+ M: F:
3.