chi1dofwoe

[chi1dofwoe]

𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒; 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒋𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆.

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Everything  you  see  in  here  is  either  haunted,  cursed,  or  has  been  used  in  some  kind  of  ritualistic  practice.

There  is  something...  horrible  happening  in  my  house.

The  Vatican  approved  the  exorcism.

A  dark  spirit  has  latched  itself  to  you/[your  family]  and  is  feeding  off  you.

What's  the  opposite  of  a  miracle,  Father?

I'm  afraid  there  is  something  very  wrong  with  this  place.

I  can  see  things  that  your  people  can't.

An oppressing spirit will try to force you to commit the ultimate of sins; murder, suicide, or both.

There  is  a  lot  of  evil  in  this  room. 

This one still haunts me.

I’m  so  afraid  this  thing  wants  to  hurt  us. 

There's  a  lady  in  a  dirty  nightgown  that  I  see  in  my  dreams.  She's  standing  in  front  of  my  mom's  bed.

Look  what  she  made  me  do!

Oh,  my  God.  A  Ouija  board?!  Have  you  two  been  playing  with  this?

Well,  ghosts  used  to  be  people.  And  not  all  people  are  bad.  So  maybe  not  all  ghosts  are  bad...?

It  was  the  same  vision  I  had  seven  years  ago.  I  had  a  premonition  of  your  death.

It's standing right behind you.

Whatever  you  do,  don't  stop  praying.

The  court  accepts  the  existence  of  God  every  time  a  witness  swears  to  tell  the  truth.  I  think  it's  about  time  they  accept  the  existence  of  the  Devil.

The  devil  exists.  God  exists.  And  for  us,  as  people,  our  very  destiny  hinges  upon  which  one  we  elect  to  follow.

[Name],  this  is  as  close  to  hell  as  I  ever  want  to  get.

Forgive  me,  Father,  for  I  am  about  to  sin.

Remember  how  I  told  you  that  an  inhuman  spirit  needs  to  be  invited?

There  is  one  spirit  I'm  most  worried  about  because  it  is  so  hateful.

Diabolical  forces  are  formidable.  These  forces  are  eternal,  and  they  exist  today.

It said it wants my family dead.

When  the  music  stops,  you'll  see  him  in  the  mirror  standing  behind  you

It  scares  us  just  thinking  about  it.

Our  presence  here  could  make  things  worse.

Help me!  It  won't  let  me  go!

There  are  things  happening  that  I  can't  explain.

An  inhuman  spirit  is  something  that's  never  walked  the  Earth  in  human  form.  It's something demonic.

No,  I  can't  feel  any  presence...  just  the  opposite.  I'm  not  sensing  anything  at  all. My sight is – blocked.

The  voice  doesn't  come  from  inside  me...  it  comes  from  behind  me,  like  I'm  being  used.

I  don't  know  what's  worse:  the  demons  or  the  people  who  prey  on  our  willingness  to  believe  in  them.

The  demon  in  your  painting  is  real.

It  wants  her.  So  badly,  and  it  almost  has  her.

Everything  they've  experienced  has  been  a  manifestation  of  the  demonic.

It  said  it  would  kill  you  if  I  didn't  make  them  leave.

In  my  vision  he  wanted  to  help  me,  but  he  was  too  afraid... and  he  kept  speaking  in  a  kind  of  riddle.

Knowing  the  demon's  name  gives  us  power  over  it  and  we  can  cast  it  out.

We  have  both  seen  the  same  inhuman  spirit.

I'm  just  so  tired.  I  can't  sleep  here.

Negative  entities  often  feed  off  emotional  distress.  They  like  to  kick  you  when  you're  down.

All  I  can  sense  is  their  own  fear.  I  can't  seem  to  see  beyond  that.

It's  something  inhuman.  Something  that's  taken  a  blasphemous  form  to  attack  my  faith.

[chi1dofwoe]

@jessiebites said : ❛ i’m not afraid of anything. not anymore. ❜

｢ SNAP SNAP. ｣ —    the weathervane has become her second home away from home . she prefers the smell of coffee and baked goods over the various perfumes and products that linger in the air of her dorm . there's only so much a girl can take before she loses her mind in a less than pleasant way . and while that might be a dreadfully delightful way to spiral into madness , she's far too young for that with far too many mysteries to solve , books to write , skeletons to hide in too many closets .

so the coffee shop will have to do when she feels the threat of insanity creeping its way toward her brain .

but why a coffee shop ? oh ... people feel safe in a coffee shop . they feel as though they can speak freely , can have clandestine meetings that no one would ever question because it's so common place to have meetings in a cafe , to discuss business over espresso and pastries and pretend that no one would dare listen to whatever it is you're whispering about . but ... it's still public . and most people are still louder than they seemed to think they were . especially those on phone calls .

there has never been any shortage of interesting conversations to eavesdrop on , mysteries to discover , trouble to stumble upon . though , hearing a harsh whisper declaring lack of fear in what she could only describe as a voice DRIPPING with anxiety had not been on her radar for the afternoon . she can't stop herself from leaning back , ears perked and focus on the woman's voice . with the hyde gone ... what else in jericho could be worth being afraid of .

wednesday waits ... waits until she hears the phone drop to the table before fishing a set of pens from her bag only to haphazardly toss them onto the floor with a flourish , taking care that at least one lands at the other's feet before letting out a feigned groan as she slid out from her seat to collapse to the floor to gather her pens , dark eyes quickly looking up at the woman she's so brazenly disturbed . " could you , perhaps , hand me the pen that's landed at your toe ? i wouldn't want you to crush it for the sake of your own shoes . "

[chi1dofwoe]

( #CHI1DOFWOE ) — it was the week after halloween. i was six years old. i took my pet scorpion, nero, out for his afternoon stroll when we were ambushed. two of them held me down and made me watch while the others ran their bikes over nero until... it was snowing when i buried what was left of him. i cried my little black heart out. but tears don't fix anything, so i vowed never to do it again. —

sharpened by mox .

[chi1dofwoe]

the depression seclusion is real . i know i have messages to get to , but the job situation and money situation have me really out of sorts and trying to talk is just not working .

i'm watching a movie for @dicefated's birthday and trying to write , but probably won't be talkative <3

[chi1dofwoe]

this week is nutty . traveling this weekend and will probably be around a bit next week . <3

[chi1dofwoe]

props to @fragmcntdstars who just goes along with whatever bullshit i throw at them . the true mvp of the dash <3

[chi1dofwoe]

@fragmcntdstars ( stu ) said : “ i’m not going to tell you all my dark secrets . ”

｢ SNAP SNAP. ｣ —    up close , there's something more familiar about him than she can make sense of . of course she would recognize his face from the back of his books ... books that sat alongside her own in every bookshop across the country . she'd seen the face time and time again , but there's something different about seeing it in person , about taking note of creases and blemishes that a photographer smoothed out . she could swear she's seen the face before . maybe younger or maybe in passing .

she can't place him . and it eats at her .

perhaps she's stared for too long , long enough that it could be considered rude . most would just stand and walk away or stare back and insist she mind her own business . so it catches her off guard when he speaks . she's silent for a moment , brows pinched and lips pursed as her head cants slightly to the side . she studies him before speaking , " and what makes you believe i need you to tell me any of them ? "

[chi1dofwoe]

𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒; 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 (𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟐).

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You're  all  going  to  die  down  here.

I  don't  deal  in  chance.

Just  one  bite,  one  scratch  from  these  creatures  is  sufficient.  And  then,  you  become  one  of  them.

Nothing  ever  changes.

Please,  I  wouldn't  wanna  shoot  you.  I  might  need  the  bullets.

I'm  not  sure  I  wanna  remember  what  went  on  down  here.

She's  only  trying  to  deceive  us...  confuse  us...  she'll  say  anything  to  stop  us.

The  T-virus  spread  through  the  air-conditioning  system.

She  was  right.  We  are  gonna  die  down  here.

We  found  a  survivor.

What  the  fuck  was  that?

When  we  cut  the  power,  we  unlocked  the  doors.  We  let  them  out.

I  don't  want  to  be  one  of  those  things…  walking  around  without  a  soul.

I  shot  her  five  times.  How  was  she  still  standing?

One  of  your  group  has  been  infected.

Blue  for  the  virus,  green  for  the  antivirus.

This  long  after  infection,  there  was  no  guarantee  the  antivirus  would  work.

What  are  they?  It's  pretty  goddamn  obvious  what  they  are.

Your  boyfriend  is  real  asshole.

Stay  conscious.  You're  going  into  shock.

She  bit  me,  man!  She  took  a  chunk  clean  outta  me.

It  brings  the  dead  back  to  life?

That  homicidal  bitch  killed  my  team.

The  subjects  have  the  simplest  of  motor  functions.  Perhaps  a  little  memory,  but  virtually  no  intelligence.

All  the  people  that  were  working  here  are  dead.

I'm  not  dead  yet.

Unknown,  even  to  its  own  employees,  the  company's  massive  profits  are  generated  by  military  technology,  genetic  experimentation,  and  viral  weaponry.

There's  a  cure!

The  T-virus  provides  a  massive  jolt,  both  to  cellular  growth,  and  to  those  trace  electrical  impulses.  Put  quite  simply,  it  reanimates  the  body.

[chi1dofwoe]

gonna try to get some things written <3

[chi1dofwoe]

𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒; 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒔 '𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒓' 𝒕𝒂𝒈.

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“Death  was  a  living  creature.  Death  was  a  man  tormented  by  his  past.  Death  was  once  a  human.”  

“Demons  are  like  obedient  dogs;  they  come  when  they  are  called.”  

“There  is  something  at  work  in  my  soul,  which  I  do  not  understand.”  

“Believe  nothing  you  hear,  and  only  one  half  that  you  see.”  

“We  make  up  horrors  to  help  us  cope  with  the  real  ones.”  

“There  are  horrors  beyond  life's  edge  that  we  do  not  suspect.”  

“But  we’ll  dance  anyway,  you  and  I.  Even  in  the  dark.  Especially  in  the  dark.”  

“Everybody  is  a  book  of  blood;  wherever  we're  opened,  we're  red.”  

“I  know  always  that  I  am  an  outsider;  a  stranger  in  this  century  and  among  those  who  are  still  men.”  

“I  do  not  love  men:  I  love  what  devours  them.”  

"The  Devil  pulls  the  strings  which  make  us  dance;  we  find  delight  in  the  most  loathsome  things."  

“I  have  seen  the  dark  universe  yawning."  

“I  am  like  a  small  creature  swallowed  whole  by  a  monster,  she  thought,  and  the  monster  feels  my  tiny  little  movements  inside.”  

“Which  is  the  true  nightmare,  the  horrific  dream  that  you  have  in  your  sleep  or  the  dissatisfied  reality  that  awaits  you  when  you  awake?”  

“If  you  don't  want  to  die  then  you  should  never  been  born.”  

“It's  time  to  start  thinking  of  darker  things.”  

“You  don't  think  I  could  bring  myself  to  mark  your  lovely  skin?"  

“The  wood  that  was,  people  said,  inhabited  by  devils  who  took  any  mortal  who  came  their  way.”  

"Let  me  get  closer  to  you...  I  have  a  hell  inside  me  where  your  demons  can  live."  

"Being  close  to  death  changed  people,  I  guess."

[chi1dofwoe]

Illustrations by Stephen Gammell for Scary Stories To Tell In The Dark

[chi1dofwoe]

( #CHI1DOFWOE ) — it was the week after halloween. i was six years old. i took my pet scorpion, nero, out for his afternoon stroll when we were ambushed. two of them held me down and made me watch while the others ran their bikes over nero until... it was snowing when i buried what was left of him. i cried my little black heart out. but tears don't fix anything, so i vowed never to do it again. —

sharpened by mox .

[chi1dofwoe]

reminder that I try to stay off of tumblr on Sundays and Mondays for the most part <3

[chi1dofwoe]

( #CHI1DOFWOE ) — it was the week after halloween. i was six years old. i took my pet scorpion, nero, out for his afternoon stroll when we were ambushed. two of them held me down and made me watch while the others ran their bikes over nero until... it was snowing when i buried what was left of him. i cried my little black heart out. but tears don't fix anything, so i vowed never to do it again. —

sharpened by mox .

[chi1dofwoe]

gonna go get some walking in and will be around later <3

[chi1dofwoe]

people who think wednesday can't experience emotions are weak and won't survive the winter .

[chi1dofwoe]

uh ... gonna vibe a little on @erad1cator <3