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October 25,2016

Shocking Short Story: BEWARE, THE SNOWMAN

It was a dark and cold night I had to live with my aunt Greta, after my mom died when I was five years old. Before my mom died she told me this rhyme every night before I went to bed: when the snow blows wild.And the day grows old, Beware, the snowman, my child.Beware, the snowman.He brings the cold. The rhyme was made and it ran through my mind as my aunt Greta and I climbed out of the van and gazed at our snow – covered new home, and I stared at our flat- roofed cabin, and that was our new home. I asked how am I going to make friends in this tiny village called the edge of the artic circle? Then I gazed at the snowy mountains, and I couldn't tell where the snow on the mountain ended or when the clouds are clouds are coming out in to the sky again. My aunt Greta said, it was time to move on and she said it was going to get harder for her at one minute at a time, to say a few words, even though the words Jaclyn said was not a fairytale.

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phineas and ferb night of the pharmacies

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stein

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MThat the room had always been locked and no one could open it. She said that no one has ever found the key to the room, and no one ever will. She also added that they couldn't force the door open because it was made of rusted metal. My room is right next to the room, and I have been hearing strange noises coming from the room when I was trying to get to sleep, and it kinda sounds like moaning.

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There was one man left in the world, and he herd a knock at the door. He was like what is going on! He stepped outside and saw his family outside. And this is after an explosion that killed everyone in the world.

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New house, new room, new school. I hated leaving my old home, but dads work had him transferred to Rhode Island. I like how the new house is a lot bigger than the last one, but only one thing bothers me about the house. When we were looking at the house, we never got to see the room at the end of the hall. The lady that was showing us the house said that the room was

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The night was cold. The freezing wind bit at his neck like a sharp blade of ice. Joe did not want to go to the abandoned circus, but he could not leave his friends. But now he couldn't find them. They had ditched him in the funhouse as a joke, but their voices had long since dissipated. The ground crunched beneath his feet as he searched desperately for a way out. He looked left, and right, and up, and down, but he only saw his own distorted reflection in the cracked and demented fun house mirrors. Suddenly, a cackling laugh resounded through the structure. The laugh seemed to travel on its own, bouncing off of the mirrors, traveling through the broken pipes, and making its way down Joe's back as an icy chill that shook his spine. The air seemed to drop at least thirty degrees in that very second. Joe could not find anything but his own reflection. The laugh sounded again, but this time it seemed to be closer, as if the host was searching for him. A scream shuddered through the glass, and Joe turned around just in time to see his friend being dragged into the darkness, yelling for his life. A chilly breath rested on his neck. He turned slowly, dreading what he might see. The evil laugh resounded through the funhouse, followed by a scream that was cut off in an instant. Then, the circus was silent, all except for a slow, quiet laugh that seemed to travel along the cold night air.

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R.L Stein

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R.L. Stine

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raccon zombies

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How to kill someone

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Yeah they hating but they broke tho

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tell tale heart

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Edgar Allan Poe a tell tale heart

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Edgar Allen Poe

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tell tale he

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JOHN CENA

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Tell tale Heart

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edgar allen poe

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Brett

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edgar Allen poe

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Edgar Allen poe

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The Tell-Tale Heart! Edgar Allen Poe

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I was gonna say that

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frankenstein

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Mary Shelly

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Twilight

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Twilight

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twilight

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Wizards of Wvarely place

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Frankenstein

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It was a dark, spooky night when I went to visit my mom's grave.  She had died exactly 3 years ago and i had brought her her favorite flowers, daisies. When I was walking through the cemetery I all of a sudden felt a big gush of wind come right by me. I just figured it was the wind. I kept walking to my mom"s grave when i heard in a spooky voice "Daisies are my favorite." I then was starting to get frightened but I had to visit my mom's grave. My walk slowly turned into a fast walk and my fast walk then turned into a jog. I finally got to my mom's grave and i then heard the same voice again say "Don't put them there, give them to me." Not knowing who was talking or where it was coming from I replied to the voice by saying "No, you will not get these flowers. I will be coming back tomorrow and if they are not here I will..." before I could finish my sentence something cold was touching my shoulder and i was too scared to turn around. I loudly screamed trying to get other people's attention nearby but no one came to help. I then quickly jumped up when i heard the sound of my alarm clock and realized it was just a dream.

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Twilight

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King

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John Cena

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King

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Who knew that all I had been seeing was fake. Who knew that we were all just strings and stuffing.  They knew.  But I didn't.  I needed my revenge...
I made my way off the stage lept over to the couch with my strings
following behind me.  There I heard a loud snore, a grumbling noise coming from the bedroom door.  I saw him the one who had controlled me, used me as a toy, and soon would regret it.  I shattered the mirror with my plastic hands quickly grasping the sharpest peice and as the glass shattered to the floor the grumbling stopped.  the sheets rustled.  I slid under his bed with my strings behind me. He will see me again soon.  Off the stage.

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Wizards of Waverly place

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Edgar all

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WW Jacobs

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R.L

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Monkeys paw

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The monkey`s Paw

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The Monkeys Paw

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I was sitting inside my living room, the fire burning.  I was bored and nobody was home.  I decided to go out for a walk.  As I was walking I went into the woods.  I kept hearing things but nothing was there. I kept walking further and further into the woods when I noticed a giant building.  It was concrete and there were bars in the windows.  The door was creaked open so I decided to go in.  As I walked inside there were small white rooms lined against the wall.  In those rooms sat one bed and a desk. I saw stairs, and as I was walking up them they kept creaking and making loud noises. There was a room at the end of the hallway.  As I walked inside I felt a cold gust of air go through me.  I noticed the window was shattered and there was blood all on the wall.  The room had a lot of dolls stacked up on a shelf and I thought I saw something move behind them. I left  the room and had a strange sense someone or something was following me.  I could not see very well because it was almost pitch black.  As I stepped into the next room I felt as if something was breathing down my neck.  When I turned around to see what it was nothing was there.  I kept moving along looking in each and every room when I noticed that one of the rooms had a giant whole in the wall that was partially covered by a desk.  I moved the desk and saw a long narrow hallway.  I debated wether i should go down the hallway or not.  I decided to go and when I walked in I heard something and I turned to see that there was no longer a whole in the wall.  I kept walking, thinking there was a way out, but instead three clowns jumped out of the wall and started chasing me, and suddenly I dropped through the floor and there I was trapped in a room with four dead people.  There clothes looked like they had just gone swimming.  And then water started rising and i tried to swim up with the water, but the clowns had put something over where I had fell through.  The last thing I heard was the sound of little boys and girls laughing.

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R,L's

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Stephen king

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Stein

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R.L. Stein

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R.L.Stein

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edgar allen poe

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Stephen King

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R.L. Stein?

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R.L. Stein

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R.L. Stein

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Edgar Allen poe