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I really want to know everyone fear or what they saw during the day that really frightens them, spook them, or think sadly about it. So, bring anything like video, story, images, etc in here to show them to everyone so we can share the same experience as well. D=

In any case, this is the first of many to come from Vergil~

Now I will tell you a story about a young woman who was sealed in a small room. In the room was a furnace, and five keys.She was told that each of the five keys would unlock one of five doors outside her room. Inside each room was a child that she could take with her as she fled the building. But she was only allowed to leave her own room with one key, not all five. Desperate to find a way to save all five children, the woman melted the five keys together in the furnace to create a single key, hoping it would unlock all five doors. Of course, it did not work that way. Now her key opened none of the doors. Rather than leaving there with the key to one life, she had taken with her the key to five deaths."

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      By ArdillaVerde93
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        She looked around and saw that the other residents had their gazes fixed on her. She loved them, considering them all to be great friends. But this was the last thing she wanted to see now. She sighed and went back to eating.
       
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      [Purple burst of paper birds;
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      [Bird's-eye view!
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      [You take to the sky!
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        Don't worry; I'm not suicidal. And I'm not mourning the loss of a loved one. I just wrote this from boredom. I don't wanna say it's an inside joke, because it isn't a joke. But it's something only SMFoxy and I will truly get. But the basic story is this. A girl falls in love with a boy who's married to an abusive woman. He ends up hospitalised, and the girl can't make it to the hospital to see him, like she promised to do when she promised to always be there for him. The boy recovers, but the abuse doesn't stop. The girl tries to offer comfort, but the damage has been done already, and the boy is mentally and emotionally scarred. A shell of his former self, thinking he doesn't deserve her love. Eventually, he commits suicide.
      All in all, I think this was an hour's work.
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