kylin

I have come to terms that I am weird, and proud of it, I enjoy nightmares. So I felt I should share this nightmare with you. I was sleeping in this house and as I was sleeping I heard little bombs go off in each room, I would hear foot steps he would go into another room and shoot someone, finally he made it to my room, and he turned on the tv, and pulled back my covers, picked me up and took me into the room where my father was sleeping, he tried to kill my father but, somehow i managed to kill him first, anyway the house became haunted and saturated with blood, the room that i slept in became home to a demonic presence who was tall and really really skinny, like unbelievably skinny, and would kill anyone who entered the house.
Thats pretty much the short version of the story. True Story