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#8 The Mattress - RyDyno

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Welcome...We have been expecting you... 
Most people use me for sex. Everyone uses me to sleep on. I am a lonely beat up mattress. I sit here and lay in the garbage field waiting to become nothing more than collected energy through the wind and dust. Before I go, I have a story to tell. The night of terrors and the night of the waken abyss. I think it’s the thought of memory that gives us entities our power. Everyone is combined up from the same substance with this label the humans called the soul. I was freshly made in a factory and clueless how I became a mattress. My one and only owner was a woman who just bought an apartment. Her name was Kandy. The woman was a sweet, enjoyable character that was jolly all the time.             
       However, that all changed one night when an intruder broke into the apartment and raped her. Echoing in my memory forever is her screams as her face was muffled in me. Nothing I can do as I had to witness the most horrifying thing of my existence. I …

#7 Guardian Demon - Aylin Reepor

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          He didn't have a guardian angel. He had me, a guardian demon. I protect him just, my ways are just a little more ... 
          Unorthodox. Based more on revenge and violence, manipulation and deceit. You play a little too hard with him, and you end up playing with me.
         Michael was my mortal being. He was definitely a rebel, a fighter but he had a soft side. He was capable of love and caring, but like me, his ways of showing it were a little unorthodox. And maybe that's why my father had to step in; My father stepped in and showed him to someone who understood and could handle his temper, his danger, his ways. 
          Me. When he was 17, he walked into a church, hoping to gain forgiveness for all the wrong he had done. He had hurt people, stolen things, done drugs, and was having sex, among countless other atrocities that would make a holy man cringe. The priest told him he couldn't be saved. That he was a demon child and would burn in hell for all etern…

#6 The Tree Speaks Terror - RyDyno

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          I have a story to tell, like all trees I am one with the woods. I was once with the woods. I remember growing from a little seed to a magnificent statue of wood. My soul is deep running through the roots of my nature to complete my being. I saw many falls, and I seen many winters; I have lost my leafs; I have grown new ones. I have shredded bark but always had the water to grow back stronger.
           I have lived for over thousands of years. I have lost count through the falls, winters, springs and summers. To my story though, I must tell you. I have no clue how I became a tree or why do I have feelings and thoughts at all? The horror I have felt and been apart of is pure evil. Life is beautiful and nobody and I mean nobody should take it for granted. The time was now I met these so-called humans. I for one could have been one of my earlier days as my soul travels from one living organism to the next. They had what they called a prisoner and outlaw to the society. Using …

#5 Her Heart - NAP

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These Stories Can Come From Anyone And Anything. A Bird, A Tree, A Bumble Bee, A Deer, A Ghost, A Lake, A Person, A Hospital, A Graveyard, A Telephone, A Cell Phone, A Monkey, A Mail Men, A Dentist, A Dead Person, A Orc, A Raven, A Cloud, A Flower, And A Snowman! The Road, The Street, The Sidewalk, The Moon, The Sun and The Train! CHOO! CHOO! So Buckle Up Buckaroo's as I Welcome You To Short And CREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPY!

Her eyes wide in the dark moonlit night, her body strong and muscular. She was not a normal girl. Her whole life had been spent locked in the basement of her grandma’s house, but she’d had enough.

  She silently broke out of the basement when her grandma had told her goodnights. At 6ft2 she easily reached up to the window and climbed through, her grandmother had forgotten to chain her back up. She doubled back to her house, her prison for the last seventeen years. She crept up the stairs with exceptional agility for a girl her size. Her father’s ol…

#4 The Death Of Dawn - RyDyno

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       People walk over me, for I am a sidewalk. The memories of once being human and now I am trapped into my own reoccurring nightmare. Every night I see the same little girl walking down the alley way. Same time, same pace, same charm and same routine each and every day. The remembrance of this was incredible. I would love this moment until one evening it turned dark…

         My past life I was human, I was ordered to execute a particular group of people I had to follow orders or become executed myself. I had no choice for I wanted to existence. Judging me to live on is as worthless as judging a dog to eat scraps every day just to continue. I was that dog that was eating scraps. The burning of this little girl I witnessed her eyes melt as I felt the jolt of every nerve in my body start to circle and go crazy. I never wanted to see what I just saw that day. Body just crumbled and melted. My time on Earth then went dark, and the nights turned into years and the days turn…

#3 Ghosted - Aylin Reepor

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These Stories Can Come From Anyone And Anything. A Bird, A Tree, A Bumble Bee, A Deer, A Ghost, A Lake, A Person, A Hospital, A Graveyard, A Telephone, A Cell Phone, A Monkey, A Mail Men, A Dentist, A Dead Person, A Orc, A Raven, A Cloud, A Flower, And A Snowman! The Road, The Street, The Sidewalk, The Moon, The Sun and The Train! CHOO! CHOO! So Buckle Up Buckaroo's as I Welcome You To Short And CREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPY! 
           Nora was not about to let all the time and effort go to waste. She had a face full of makeup and had actually done something to her hair besides throw it up in a messy bun. all she had to do now was change into something less celebratory. It would be appropriate if she was going out to the bars for her friends birthday, but not if she was walking into a local dive bar all by herself. And seeing as her plans had now changed, her clothes needed to as well. The cab driver pulled up just as she changed into a pair of jeans and grabbed the nearest T-shirt…

#2 The Love For Suicide -NAP

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These Stories Can Come From Anyone And Anything. A Bird, A Tree, A Bumble Bee, A Deer, A Ghost, A Lake, A Person, A Hospital, A Graveyard, A Telephone, A Cell Phone, A Monkey, A Mail Men, A Dentist, A Dead Person, A Orc, A Raven, A Cloud, A Flower, And A Snowman! The Road, The Street, The Sidewalk, The Moon, The Sun and The Train! CHOO! CHOO! So Buckle Up Buckaroo's as I Welcome You To Short And CREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPY!


The dark, cold river reminded me of a deep black abyss, flowing rough and fast as I stood watching it from the wooden bridge. I have stood here many times before but never have I felt the dread I feel tonight. My heart thumping hard enough I could hear it, but it was not the only thing I could hear. The voice whispering, “You must do it.” the voice laughed. My hands shook as I puffed on my cigarette, my hair brushing my face in the gentle wind. It is a warm night but still a shiver ran down my spine, I look down, deep into the water. A dancing silhouette u…

#1 My Last Ride -RyDyno

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Welcome To A Brand New Series THAT You Can Only Find @ The RyFy Zone. It's Called Short And Sweet. Ooops I met Short and Creepy. Brand New Series Launched on November 11th 2017. 11/11. You In For A Treat! Because These Stories Can Come From Anyone And Anything. A Bird, A Tree, A Bumble Bee, A Deer, A Ghost, A Lake, A Person, A Hospital, A Graveyard, A Telephone, A Cell Phone, A Monkey, A Mail Men, A Dentist, A Dead Person, A Orc, A Raven, A Cloud, A Flower, And A Snowman! The Road, The Street, The Sidewalk, The Moon, The Sun and The Train! CHOO! CHOO! So Buckle Up Buckaroo's as I Welcome You To Short And CREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPY!