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Collo
2019-11-15 16:34:58 UTC THE BIG BLACK MAN PART 2
(this story is not mean’t to be racist, when i say black i mean actually the color black, not brown)
so….you heard my death….so lets go all the way back to where the ritual came back to life………the ritual was created in 1754….where it was brought back to life was 1981…………………….lets begin……….
there was a boy named tom, and a girl named anna, and another girl named sandra…..
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they were both playing old games as usual…..until tom told them about it……..
sandra: im bored, lets do something else..
anna: do what? play with dolls?
sandra: no not dolls, something scary and fun!
tom: i have just the thing, have you ever heard of the midnight disturbance ritual?
sandra: whats that?
tom: it all began all the way back in 1754…
sandra and anna are shocked from where it began..
tom: the ritual was once played, there was 3 people..
anna: like us!
tom: they had made their hands bloody from the blood of a goat……they went back home to go in their darkest room…and said..
“oh big black man….take me, home, HoMe, home….take me HomE HomE home…..” then the clock had hit 12:00, and the candles wen’t out without anyone bothering it…
tom: they all grabbed a lantern with they’re hands still dripping blood………once it became 1:00, they all disappeared without one clue that they went missing…………other people have tried it, but never made it pass 1:00………..
sandra: then we will!
tom: heh- you see, the so called, “big black man” awakes at 1:00….and he already has it planned how he will kill you…
sandra:…..well………………let’s do it!
sandra, anna, and tom, walk out to the farm, with a sharp knife in their hands, they go to the nearest goat and cut open its stomach, and put their hands all inside it, they run back home rushing so nobody will see them, then they go in the basement, a.k.a the darkest room in the house..
the have finished the ritual…….and they wait for midnight, with their hands still bloody, they were in the same bed sleeping when it hit 12:00, but once that happened, the tv turned on, with a message saying…”look out for the big black man, long rusty arms, as large as a tree, and the most disturbing face possible” they all wake up to be terrified….
anna: w-wait, its not real is it? r-right tom?!?
tom: i don’t know….we will have to find out ourselfs….
AWESOME So I’ma be making a short story of it but I just typed a draft on the introduction. Its just a draft so its not to good. here it is.
Nightmares are made of fear, and fear comes from the darkest parts of your own mind. These false dreams is something we come up with. Those false thoughts. Those false feelings. But the real living nightmare comes. It comes at you with its long, boney fingers to dig into your flesh. To feast. This thing doesn’t only come from the darkest corner of your room. But it comes from the darkest part of hell where everyone’s demons live. Where they wait to dig their fingers into flesh.
imma give it a try,
this is not just a pagan spirit…..its is not a demon…neither the devil……..it’s something not understandable………….wait for the big tree standing right infront of your itchy back, it will tear your body apart like its a snack….
Perhaps make a (horror) writing group, you could post your story there so I could find it later and possibly try my hand at writing something like it and giving criticism as it seems interesting at least.
If you wanna write better, try watching film videos and writing videos; Screened, Film Herald, Filmento and etc.
From horror-focused videos to general videos, they helped me in writing quite a lot.
For now, see you tomorrow.
oK
U had me in the 1st half not gonna lie