Bunnyocalypse: Difference between revisions
original version
(Created page with "It was when I was young I always had this stuffed rabbit, I had him every single place I went. I always loved him, he always loved me. We were like siblings. This may sound like the cliched story of a boy who loses his teddy then the teddy goes murderous on his friends and family. Maybe it is. As the years gone by. I soon moved out of my home when I was 18 and got a job, the poor teddy was put in a box for the last 6 years. I swear I saw him at the very corner of my e...") |
(original version) |
||
Line 1:
It was when I was young I always had this stuffed rabbit, I had him every single place I went
This may sound like the cliched story of a boy who loses his teddy then the teddy goes murderous on his friends and family. Maybe it is. As the years gone by, I soon moved out of my home when I was 18 and got a job, the poor teddy was put in a box for the last 6 years.
I swear I saw him at the very corner of my eye at the window each morning. It was like that plushie rabbit was there.
It was a strange chill that was always sinking down my spinal cord. I thought it was just my imagination. But I was soon to find out, it wasn't. I kept thinking to myself, What the hell is happening to me?!,
I soon started hearing whispers, and light tapping at my window. One
I was relieved to see the stuffed rabbit at the the bottom placed snug, I soon put all of the other objects from the box I took out and placed them in the same position they were before.
Later in
▲I was relieved to see the stuffed rabbit at the the bottom placed snug, I soon put all of the other objects from the box I took out and placed them in the same position they were before. One week later I soon found out that my mother had died, the weapon was not identified to be a knife or blade. The then saw a cup of water beside her.
▲Later in four days, after the water was examined, they found a heavily lethal dose of cyanide was injected inside the water. All the doors were locked, and they sad she was the only one there. I soon felt suspicious. Even though I was taught toys were not alive, but I started thinking against that, I also knew she was alone, my father died before I was born and my grandparents never really cared. I was soon a mess of tears.
The very next day, I started hearing more tapping at my window it was more agitating than ever before, I was still mourning the loss of my mother.
Line 23 ⟶ 17:
I soon felt like ending it. As I dragged a chair under my ceiling fan, soon I firmly tied a thick rope over one of the fins of the fan. I stepped on the wooden chair and wrapped the rope around my neck firmly, before I was about kick the chair, but then I thought for a moment and whispered to myself “No!” I unwrapped the rope from my neck.
“I shall not end it like this, no I must live through this.”. I woke the next morning tied up to my bed, my stuffed rabbit looking me in the eye across the bed, “What the fuck?” I soon saw the rabbit stand up, it's calculating glass eyes, the damn thing.
It was dead silence for what seemed like eternity, but to kill the silence, the plush revealed a object that made my eyes widen, a long, sharp, knife. I soon felt a horrible pain in my left forearm, I was very hesitant to peek, but when I finally did, I screamed, no, I shrieked. “What the hell?!” I screeched. It's reply was nothing.
It was silent. I felt climb on my chest, it was going to stab my throat, I headbutted it
The plushie
I soon ran to my home again, and locked the door. I waited at the bathroom door, knife in hand. I heard my window of the front door break, I heard little footsteps
15 times I stabbed him. I soon brought the plush to my backyard, threw him to the ground, grabbed out a lighter and threw the lit up lighter at his seemingly dead body. Watching his cotton carcass burn. It was rewarding. It rained though for the next 3 days
{{by-cpwuser|Graduhimi|date=July 4, 2012}}
| |||