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Picture Writing Contests > Second Contest August 4th- August 9th 2012

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message 1: by Aria (last edited Aug 04, 2012 08:47AM) (new)

Aria Ahmer (viramage) Here is the picture make sure your story is OVER 300 words please, or it will be deleted. The limit is 3500 words.



message 2: by Marissa, BookCrazyDominator! (new)

Marissa (crazybooklover97) | 380 comments Mod
CREEPY! Oh I can do this ;) Haha oh and dont forget to make the next Poetry Picture Contest Ice Cream <3 I just love it :D


message 3: by Aria (new)

Aria Ahmer (viramage) you werent ONLINE! so i had to make zee contests xD


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Ariel (cannibalcutie) | 10 comments Kitsune's Charm

They'll be here any moment, but where? I perch from a the rotting branch of a fir tree high above the forest floor, ears perked up, fur shuffling in the cool breeze. A thick fog is slowly rising not too far off in the horizon. My best bet now is to take cover until my wounds heal or at least until I get a little more rest.

I swing myself down through the sparse branches making sure to keep quiet in case my little friends are closer than I thought they were. Then, I dig myself a little burrow among the brush slipping my feet in first so I can keep watch for anything suspicious. It isn't exactly an ideal place to sleep but it is fine for now -- if I sleep at all.

After keeping watch for what seems like an hour, I cover the spot I had been peaking out of from my hidey hole, and lay my head down onto a pillow of muck and mud. I shuffle and shake slightly trying to get comfortable. I even try counting mice. Still, sleep won't come. All I can think about is the Terysi finding me and ripping the charm from my neck.

Finally, after finding just the right spot, I drift off into a light insufficient sleep only to be woken by some loud, obnoxious campers on their way to a picnic. my stomach rumbles. I've been running on empty for 2 days. Sweet food, oh how I miss you. My mind collapses at the faint aroma of salami in the distance. I must have food! So I sneak out of my hiding place hoping I can snag a nibble from whatever tasty treats these people have.

Tracking down the picnic party was a piece of cake. The scent was coming in far too strong to miss it's trail. Mouth watering from the savory smells, heart racing from the excitement, I jolt past branch after branch until I reach my destination. All of a sudden, There it is. My next meal is laid out like an all-I-can-eat buffet with nothing to stop me, except maybe that it is in the midst of a grand clearing. What am I saying? I haven't eaten in days! I will gladly take my chances with being seen over going hungry. So, I step out hoping the fog will conceal me a bit.

I dash from my spot and across the bare expanse to the table of meat goodies. There are 3 huge cake tins full of assorted marinated meats, a bucket of fresh buttered corn, and a bowl of mashed potatoes that could feed a family of 4 for a week. I was in heaven, till I heard the scream. I swivel around and see a woman screeching for her boyfriend.

"Troy! Help! There's something eating the food!"

I grab a tin and a handful of mashed potatoes, then make a run for it. There is no way I'm leaving without food. All I hear as I'm making my way through the forest is the crowds commotion in the distance and the sound of my own heartbeat drumming in my ear. There's no doubt that that was a close one.

My feet keep moving though I'm sure I'm long gone and out of nowhere comes this web of string. All at once, I'm lifted off my feet, food thrown from my grasp, and all I can think of is the Terysi. They want my charm! I have to get out of here! Food is flying everywhere as I attempt to wiggle myself out but it's no use. I'm barely 8 feet off the ground and any attention I call to myself could bring more unwanted uproar. I decide I might as well eat my food while I think up an escape plan. Then I'll be full and have my freedom.

I toss the lump of potatoes into my mouth and it fills me with both warmth and joy. This food is the best I've ever had! I use my tongue like a napkin, licking every itsy bitsy bit of potato off my paw, then I'm on to the meat. What a pleasant surprise! Most of it is still in the tin somehow. I shove my face into the container and devour every single piece, licking up a bit of the juice when I'm finished. That was so... It made me so... I feel so... sleepy. Guess all I needed in order to sleep was food. I go to lay down but stop myself when I come to.

Wait, no! I can't sleep here! I have to get out before the Terysi finds me! I tug myself from side to side, swinging the net up to the base of the branch it's tied to, but when I try to grab it, it slips right out of my hand. I make another attempt but it's as if the tree has been liquified. At this point, I'm freaking out, but my body is betraying me. It was a trap! What was in that food? The Terysi is coming for me! I try to scream but my mouth doesn't move. I start to black out, time lapsing right before my eyes. One moment I'm swinging, the next I'm still and twisted in the string. The last thing I see before I fall asleep permanently is a strangely well-kept woman in business clothes picking me up.


message 5: by Aria (last edited Aug 07, 2012 11:43PM) (new)

Aria Ahmer (viramage) The Lurking Danger

“It’s not safe out there!” Katrina cried, pulling her daughter into the cave. It was a chilly night that day. She held on to her daughter with tears streaming down her face.

“What’s wrong mommy?” The daughter asks. The daughter did not know of the dangers that lurked within the fog covered woods. The daughter’s name was Olelle. Her mother did not answer her question, but instead hid her face in Olelle’s black hair. Olelle brushed her mother’s hair with her fingers, soothing her and comforting her. Olelle had her mother’s looks. They both had blue eyes, black long wavy hair, light skin, and perfect smiles. Those smiles were gone today.

Katrina’s husband and Olelle’s father turned into something else. He was cursed from the old, wicked hideous witch. Today he hunts down his family. He has killed many people already. Teeth bared and claws sharp, he howls as the hunt continues. In the distance, Katrina can hear him. Hear him pound on the ground as he bolts their way. She sinks back deeper within the cave, holding her breath and carrying her small daughter. She covered Olelle’s mouth with her hand and held on to her tightly.

In the distance, a shadow, a figure could be seen. It was in the human shape and Olelle knew it was her father. She tried pulling away from Katrina, but Katrina resisted. “Shh,” the mother hushed her. The shadow began to change once it got closer and closer. It began to have an arched back, the gray fur standing up along the spine looking like spikes. It began to grow a snout filled with large sharp fangs. A tail followed behind it. It stood on huge long legs with claws bigger than even a grizzly bears’. Its arms were long and paws were huge. It ran from tree to tree, sniffing. Its red eyes glowed in the mist. Katrina jumped back when the beast’s ears pointed upward and its eyes glared at the cave.

It began to growl and then showed its teeth, stalking up to them. Olelle was paralyzed with fear while her mother couldn’t help trembling and crying. Katrina back away a little more, but her foot slipped on the icy cold cave floor, accidentally kicking a rock to the cave entrance. The rock rolled out in front of the beast and it sniffed it, knocking it from side to side with its black nose. With a howl and roar it entered the cave and saw the two females there. Drool dripped from its mouth. It came closer. The mother broke down and fell to the floor, screaming. Her daughter was braver though.

“No!” she yelled at her father and smacked the canine’s head with a huge rock. The werewolf fell to the ground and cried out. Now was their chance. Olelle grabbed her mother’s hand and ran out of the cave and into the deep fog.

“There!” her mother cried, pointing up an oak tree, as the wolf came after them again. The mother helped Olelle up first and scampered up the tree herself, but the wolf’s jaws tugged onto Katrina’s leg.

The mother screamed out in pain, “Go Olelle! Go!”

Her daughter knew better, but she wouldn’t leave her mother to die without trying. Olelle could see the bee’s hive. The bees would not do much damage, but if the hive fell upon her father’s head it might create some injury. She kicked the hive repeatedly until it gave way and fell just in time on the monster’s head. Her mother’s leg was wounded. Olelle helped her up the tree some more and together they stared down at the creature that used to be someone they loved. It was passed out and breathing heavily. The full moon disappeared and Katrina awoke to her daughter in the morning pointing down at the ground. The mother looked and saw her husband. It was his true self.

He wore a cloak made of gray wolf’s fur and looked up to them with pleading eyes that said “I’m sorry.” He couldn’t take it anymore. He would not allow himself to do this. Instead he called out his goodbyes and ran off. Ran off into the woods where he found ice covered lake. He found the weakest part of the lake and closed his eyes. His bare feet were frozen as they slipped across the ice. He stepped onto the ice and it began to crack. He knew he would die. He wanted to. He was dead inside already. And with that he died that day from drowning. Olelle and Katrina found a new home in a town not far from their former one. They lived out peacefully still missing the one they had loved.


message 6: by Marissa, BookCrazyDominator! (last edited Aug 11, 2012 06:35PM) (new)

Marissa (crazybooklover97) | 380 comments Mod
Aria N. wrote: "you werent ONLINE! so i had to make zee contests xD"

OH! Sorry I'm still not 100% sure what I should do :/


message 7: by Aria (new)

Aria Ahmer (viramage) xD its ok!


message 8: by Marissa, BookCrazyDominator! (new)

Marissa (crazybooklover97) | 380 comments Mod
Good job guys! :)


message 9: by Marissa, BookCrazyDominator! (new)

Marissa (crazybooklover97) | 380 comments Mod
We'll go over it on FB?


message 10: by Aria (new)

Aria Ahmer (viramage) :D yes


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