I'm Writing A Horror/Thriller
Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 11:51 pm
Anyways, if you're interested, heres a short fragment of a chapter i wrote:
Chapter 2.
Peter and Jackson sprinted across the sandy beach in the eerie moonlight, they weren't about to get laughed at because they believed in a stupid curse. Peter was eleven years old, everyone was always laughing at him because he's such a coward, Jackson is ten and is Peter's best friend, he too, is a huge coward, wanting to prove himself. They stepped inside the cave as they were instructed, and walked over to the giant, moss covered bell. With all there strength, they lifted the bell out of the rocks that littered the cave, and carried it slowly out on to the beach.
"This is so dumb..." mumbled Peter.
"I know, i'd like to see the curse stop us." replied Jackson.
As the boys carried the bell across the beach, Peter looked out over the sea, at first he thought it was his eyes, but now he was sure of it, he saw figures slowly climbing out of the water and getting closer. Peter was to scared to say a word, it was like his brain only knew two things, walk, and carry the bell. Then the figures got close enough to see who, or what they were, they were pirates, dead pirates, most of them had frayed or worn clothes, in which it distinguished plenty of ivory white bone. They moved silently, and quickly towards the boys. Out of fear, Peter let go of the bell and ran. Jackson let the bell drop and watch Peter run off, puzzled he called,
"Your chickening out?!" He cried
Peter couldn't answer, he just ran. He turned around as he heard Jackson scream, all Peter could do was stand there and gape in horror as the pirates grabbed him, and dragged him down the beach and into the sea.
What do you think?
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Chapter 2.
Peter and Jackson sprinted across the sandy beach in the eerie moonlight, they weren't about to get laughed at because they believed in a stupid curse. Peter was eleven years old, everyone was always laughing at him because he's such a coward, Jackson is ten and is Peter's best friend, he too, is a huge coward, wanting to prove himself. They stepped inside the cave as they were instructed, and walked over to the giant, moss covered bell. With all there strength, they lifted the bell out of the rocks that littered the cave, and carried it slowly out on to the beach.
"This is so dumb..." mumbled Peter.
"I know, i'd like to see the curse stop us." replied Jackson.
As the boys carried the bell across the beach, Peter looked out over the sea, at first he thought it was his eyes, but now he was sure of it, he saw figures slowly climbing out of the water and getting closer. Peter was to scared to say a word, it was like his brain only knew two things, walk, and carry the bell. Then the figures got close enough to see who, or what they were, they were pirates, dead pirates, most of them had frayed or worn clothes, in which it distinguished plenty of ivory white bone. They moved silently, and quickly towards the boys. Out of fear, Peter let go of the bell and ran. Jackson let the bell drop and watch Peter run off, puzzled he called,
"Your chickening out?!" He cried
Peter couldn't answer, he just ran. He turned around as he heard Jackson scream, all Peter could do was stand there and gape in horror as the pirates grabbed him, and dragged him down the beach and into the sea.
What do you think?
Post a rating from 1 to 10!