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Look What You've Made Me Do (tw gore)

Posted: Mon Jan 18, 2016 2:40 am
by just_left_of_nowhere
Author's note: i had a few extra minutes in class, so i started writing this. it’s based off of a dream i had awhile ago. The gore is bad in this one. This is your warning. I don't know why, but I like writing gore. I feel like it's an easy thing to focus on horror wise, while still being able to have a creepy unsettling aspect to the story. Writing paranormal stories is hard for me, because I have to focus on the scary aspect, instead of just sneaking it in like I do with gore stories. If anyone has any suggestions, I'd love to hear them)


I woke up in the middle of the floor, breathing heavily. I sat up, and looked around for a moment. I was in a windowless room with a wooden floor. I see a door. With my luck, it’s probably locked. It’s dark. It’s so dark. I’m confused. Where am I? I looked around for awhile more before I noticed the severe pounding in my head. I moaned, and rubbed my temples. What did I do to my head?

Something creaks in the hallway. Did I just hear a giggle? No, surely not. I probably have a concussion. I decide to go check it out anyways, just to ease my mind. I stand up, and stagger around a bit before I find a balance. I make my way towards the door, feeling nervous.

“It’s all in my head, it’s all in my head”

Carefully, I pull on the doorknob. It’s unlocked.

I peer outside, and...

There’s nothing but an empty hallway.

I step out of the room. I’m at the end of a hallway. I start making my way down the corridor to the faint light I see at the end. I still feel dizzy. It feels like I’ve been walking for hours.

I hear a song. It sounds like something from a baby’s toy. I continue walking. I walk and walk and walk.

I make it to the end, eventually.

I’m not sure what I expected. When I reach the light, I find a room. There’s a fireplace, with a roaring and inviting fire. There is a family inside. A mother, a son, a daughter, and a baby. They are smiling at the baby, who is clapping and giggling. It’s looks normal. It looks average, but something in my head is telling me that this is wrong. I almost ask for help. I almost ask for guidance. But I don’t. I...can’t.

Suddenly, everyone, even the baby’s heads snap toward me.

They glare at me.

They scowl at me

They hate me. Why do they hate me? I start crying, and I don’t know why. I just feel so...lonely. I want them to love me. I want them to want me.

They don’t want me.

I don’t get to cry for long, because suddenly the fire flickers. It’s blue, then red, and then it’s gone.

It comes back only seconds later.

Everyone, except the baby’s head is on the floor. They’re still looking at me. Why are they looking at me. At least they aren’t angry anymore.

The baby looks at her family’s head’s on the floor. Her composure breaks, and she puts her hands to her face, sobbing. It is unlike anything I’ve ever heard. She sounds like a grown adult, and it is terrifying. Despair fills the room around me, and once again I feel horrible.

D-Did I do this?

I’m crying again. The family laughs at me. They still hate me. The thought makes me cry harder. I want them to love me. I need them to love me. To accept me. To want me. I need them to love me.

But...why?

The fire goes out again, and when it comes back on, I get sick.

The baby has pulled her hands away from her face. Her face is melted onto her fingers, and as she pulls her hands away, her face strings off with it. Her eye sags down to her nose, after it’s support is pulled away. The eye looked over to me, and it glared. The other eye falls off completely. Blood and tears rush out of the empty eye socket. It’s teeth have fallen out, and she is choking on them as blood rushed out of her gaping mouth and onto the floor.

Teeth are coming out of her eyes.

The baby’s nose has collapsed inwards, and black, oozing, worms are crawling out of the baby’s nostrils and into its empty eye socket. The baby’s sobbing and screaming get lower and lower in frequency. They sound distorted. It’s...inhuman, almost.

Suddenly the sobbing stops. The baby, very carefully, stands up. It turns to me, and started to speak

“Look at what you’ve made me do.”

It starts screaming. It’s quiet at first, but it gets louder and louder until I can feel my blood curdling inside me. I start crying again. There’s a loud bang, and her head explodes completely. Her body falls to the floor, limply. There are still remnants of her face of her hands.

The family laughs. They laugh and laugh and laugh until they’re shrieking. The shrieking turns to screaming, and they stare as I turn around and run. I’m running, I don’t know where I’m going but I know that I need to leave that place. Now. I run down the hallway. I run, and I run so fast that I trip and fall. I hit my head. I’m dizzy again. The last thing I hear is distant screaming, before I fall asleep.

I awake with a headache. I’m in the middle of a dark, windowless room with wooden floors. I look around. Where am I? I stand up and look towards the door when I hear it

It almost sounds like a giggle.

The End

Re: Look What You've Made Me Do (tw gore)

Posted: Sat Jan 23, 2016 7:51 pm
by O-Frosty
This story is astonishing, its like watching a movie. Every paragraph is so descriptive o.o

Re: Look What You've Made Me Do (tw gore)

Posted: Sat Jan 23, 2016 8:30 pm
by Narcoticfaerie
I'll just be in the corner crying now...

Re: Look What You've Made Me Do (tw gore)

Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2016 8:58 pm
by just_left_of_nowhere
Narcoticfaerie wrote:I'll just be in the corner crying now...


GOOD

I'm just kidding. I take it that you liked it? Or that it scared you? I hope it did, as that was the desired effect.

Re: Look What You've Made Me Do (tw gore)

Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2016 8:59 pm
by just_left_of_nowhere
O-Frosty wrote:This story is astonishing, its like watching a movie. Every paragraph is so descriptive o.o

Thank you! I'm glad you liked it.

Re: Look What You've Made Me Do (tw gore)

Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2016 4:46 pm
by eksterteran
Very good!

Re: Look What You've Made Me Do (tw gore)

Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 5:45 pm
by FallynSkies
I have a 5 month old baby, and he has just barely started to laugh a little bit, but he can't clap, he still doesn't even know how to grab things. When I hear "baby" I just go to what I'm used to, which is now 5 months. Ha ha. But this baby must be around 1, to giggle and clap and stand. Not that this hellish situation would follow the actual rules of baby milestones... XDD

This reminds me of my "false awakening" dreams. That's where you wake up in your dream, but you are actually still in a dream even though you think you have woken up. It can happen over and over for such a long time. One of the scariest things ever, to be trapped in a loop you can't control. This would be terrible.

It's a good story, feeding off of people's fears. To be trapped in an endless horror loop...

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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2017 9:08 pm
by moongitaBog