Writing Prompt

Unlucky lucky

Charms and numbers

To luck the key

Is unlucky thunder

But my luck goes just like that

I’m a superstitious maniac

Luck is something I really lack

So I got every charm in my lucky sack

I broke a mirror,stared at it

Sat on a bench that said “don’t sit”

I was puzzled then I realised

That it was a wet paint sign

Breakfast at last what could go wrong

Spilled the salt,knocked ...

They say black cats are bad luck

If they cross your path

I don’t believe that

I met my baby 4 years ago

She was my everything

I was so lucky

She guided me through those years

Until her time was up

Blacks cats aren’t bad luck

There a gift god gave and we took for granted

Bye my baby...

A young girl of seven years, perched on her knees upon the sidewalk in front of her childhood home, had a thought. Not a very important thought, but a thought nonetheless. One that left her bewildered. and when she was confused, well, there was only one thing she could do.

She asked her sister.

“Maddie?” Maya Rose prompted quietly, absently rolling a toy car between her hands. not wanting to st...

Salem, my beloved, my furry feline.

I’ll have no worries as long as he’s mine.

Everyone knows to approach me with care,

Otherwise, they’ll end up with burdens to bear.

Miss Crawford, for example, who lived down the way,

Grew balls and decided to cuss me one day.

But little did poor little Miss Crawford know,

Salem was there to witness the show.

A screech of terror came from her house later...

We walked three blocks to school and back

And skipped around the sidewalk cracks

The older children knew this hack

And taught us so matter-of-fact

If you happen to step on a crack

You’ll surely break your mother’s back

And so I tread with careful feet

One two three-stop, and then repeat

Precarious on every street

My mother’s life in every beat

Made sure my brother did repeat

The every movement o...

The population is 109. Nobody knows when it'll go down or who the next victim will be. Your fate has been decided for you and you can only sit in fear, praying to live one more day.

I can’t say when this started, who's controlling it, or just why it’s happening. All I know is that your name determines the way you'll die – and you do your best to avoid it.

My name is Petir, meaning, “Thunder an...

October 31st is the day Skull Face emerges from his coffin. Nobody knows who he is—or what he is. The only thing we know is that he's dead, a zombie basically, and terrifying.

He wears an all black suit that blends in with the dark street and sky. He has long, raven hair that reaches his shoulders. And, then his face… his face is a skull.

Yes, an actual skull, not a painted skull or a costume ...

Sebastian has always been odd. From the day his mother attempted to exorcize him in his uncles basement, he has been fascinated in what can’t be seen. And curiosity got the best of him. But in this case curiosity got the cat killed, and no satisfaction could bring it back.

***

The floors stained with blood, the smell of the rotting cat on his floor drenching the ...

On Friday the 13th of all days, she found herself in many ways disoriented and afraid. She did everything she could to avoid the sinister power, she avoided cracks and waking underneath ladders, but all went to heck when the devil’s number came into view and everything thus forth was thrown quite askew.

A rabbit foot around her neck or a lucky four-leaf clover could not counterbalance the bad luc...

The black cat walked under the ladder!

Fuck!

Fuck what?

We’re dead!

Who’s we?

Us.

No.

Then who if not us.

You - only.

Why?

It is not my meaning be.

Confused.

What is true to you is not mine to carry.

Ok....