I wake up in a cold sweat, shaking. There is no escape from the words tearing at my soul.
The monotone voice, commanding, mocking. There is no description, no reasoning. The words echo. It's unending, an ever repeating and demanding rhythm that makes up my day.
Sometimes, for a few, blissful seconds, I forget. Then it comes back. It always comes back, the female voice, drilling it's way into my mind.
There is one cure, I must do what she says. I stare at the package. I've memorized the instructions. My head pounds. The words get louder and louder as I open the package, and I prepare the evil thing.
I take a breath, building the courage to
The three girls had been excited for their day off for weeks, after all, they were almost always working for their babysitting business. Sasha, whom most people call Firebird, Hadn’t had a day to herself in the past month, and Rachael, nicknamed Lady Vagabond by Firebird, wasn’t much better. May, who some called Fox, was the only one in the group who had actually taken a day off in the past month, and she was the one who organized the event.
They spent the morning in the park, free-running and singing, Firebird taking unnecessary risks, Fox subtly showing off, and Vagabond setting the pace with a roll of her eyes, waiting for nea
Fear. The feeling that something dangerous is near. The idea of fear being bad always confused me, because Fear is what keeps us alive when everything goes bad.
My name is Ester Collins, and I scoff when people ask me if I am afraid, because if I am afraid of something, you should either be running very far away, or very dead. So knowing that, and knowing that I am a very rational person, when I say I am terrified of a certain closet, it should not be taken lightly at all. But I know it would be, if there was anyone around to take it any way at all.
I should probably start from the beginning, and as time is running out, I’ll give you
There once was, or still is, a Faerie with a dress of autumn leaves, and wings of a deep fading crystalline orange. She plays a golden Lyre, strung with the purest silken string that can only be spun from a spider’s web. She flies through the wood every night, and every branch she lands on blooms with fruit and painted leaves.
She is the one who makes the beautiful melody of the wood, which is sometimes as quiet as a still pond, and sometimes as loud as the hooting owls. As she plays all the creatures of the night join in, weaving notes of beauty that only can be found where she plays each night.
This creature of crisp grace is difficu
Its a Small World Yandere Parody by KajoGirl, literature
Literature
Its a Small World Yandere Parody
Its a world of Emotion, a world of Tears,
Its a world of Love, a world of Fears..
There's so many Dangers, that its time he should learn,
He's my senpai once and for all!
He's my Senpai after all,
He's my Senpai after all,
He's my Senpai afffteeeeeeeer all,
He's Mine, He's Mine, HE'S MINE!!
There is just one Senpai, My Golden Prince,
And that means he's for no one else,
Even if my rivals grin wide and the teachers divide, Its a small school after all!
Its a Small school after all,
He's my Senpai afffffffter all,
Its a small school after all,
I can kill them all now!!!! (x2)
I wake up in a cold sweat, shaking. There is no escape from the words tearing at my soul.
The monotone voice, commanding, mocking. There is no description, no reasoning. The words echo. It's unending, an ever repeating and demanding rhythm that makes up my day.
Sometimes, for a few, blissful seconds, I forget. Then it comes back. It always comes back, the female voice, drilling it's way into my mind.
There is one cure, I must do what she says. I stare at the package. I've memorized the instructions. My head pounds. The words get louder and louder as I open the package, and I prepare the evil thing.
I take a breath, building the courage to
The three girls had been excited for their day off for weeks, after all, they were almost always working for their babysitting business. Sasha, whom most people call Firebird, Hadn’t had a day to herself in the past month, and Rachael, nicknamed Lady Vagabond by Firebird, wasn’t much better. May, who some called Fox, was the only one in the group who had actually taken a day off in the past month, and she was the one who organized the event.
They spent the morning in the park, free-running and singing, Firebird taking unnecessary risks, Fox subtly showing off, and Vagabond setting the pace with a roll of her eyes, waiting for nea
Fear. The feeling that something dangerous is near. The idea of fear being bad always confused me, because Fear is what keeps us alive when everything goes bad.
My name is Ester Collins, and I scoff when people ask me if I am afraid, because if I am afraid of something, you should either be running very far away, or very dead. So knowing that, and knowing that I am a very rational person, when I say I am terrified of a certain closet, it should not be taken lightly at all. But I know it would be, if there was anyone around to take it any way at all.
I should probably start from the beginning, and as time is running out, I’ll give you
There once was, or still is, a Faerie with a dress of autumn leaves, and wings of a deep fading crystalline orange. She plays a golden Lyre, strung with the purest silken string that can only be spun from a spider’s web. She flies through the wood every night, and every branch she lands on blooms with fruit and painted leaves.
She is the one who makes the beautiful melody of the wood, which is sometimes as quiet as a still pond, and sometimes as loud as the hooting owls. As she plays all the creatures of the night join in, weaving notes of beauty that only can be found where she plays each night.
This creature of crisp grace is difficu
Its a Small World Yandere Parody by KajoGirl, literature
Literature
Its a Small World Yandere Parody
Its a world of Emotion, a world of Tears,
Its a world of Love, a world of Fears..
There's so many Dangers, that its time he should learn,
He's my senpai once and for all!
He's my Senpai after all,
He's my Senpai after all,
He's my Senpai afffteeeeeeeer all,
He's Mine, He's Mine, HE'S MINE!!
There is just one Senpai, My Golden Prince,
And that means he's for no one else,
Even if my rivals grin wide and the teachers divide, Its a small school after all!
Its a Small school after all,
He's my Senpai afffffffter all,
Its a small school after all,
I can kill them all now!!!! (x2)
The three girls had been excited for their day off for weeks, after all, they were almost always working for their babysitting business. Sasha, whom most people call Firebird, Hadn’t had a day to herself in the past month, and Rachael, nicknamed Lady Vagabond by Firebird, wasn’t much better. May, who some called Fox, was the only one in the group who had actually taken a day off in the past month, and she was the one who organized the event.
They spent the morning in the park, free-running and singing, Firebird taking unnecessary risks, Fox subtly showing off, and Vagabond setting the pace with a roll of her eyes, waiting for nea
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