User talk:HackTheWhat23

Hello... here are my amazing stories! '''BEHOLD! THE PURE BANANAS!''' just kidding! No stories for today, as I can tell you.

HackTheWhat23 (talk) 08:00, 19 January 2019 (UTC)

HackTheWhat23

Always asleep.
This is a story of a strange encounter of a Monster. Don't judge, PLEASE. This is my first ever story, and I'm new on here. Expect Grammar mistakes. TT Please, also Enjoy!

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Hello, there. My name is {REDACTED} the date today is {REDACTED} and I am still stuck in a chamber.. wonder why? Hear my story.

This is my story.

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I have always wanted to go into the forest, since I was younger anyways. To find the amazing dark things. I don't even know why people are so afraid of it. It's quite sometimes beautiful once you think there is nothing going to attack you. That was when I was 9. At the age of 19, that was the day I went into the woods, finally. I saw so much amazing things, but something had caught my eye, something moved, in a flash. But to me, it was all in slow motion. From what I remember, it had Dark, messed up fur, twisted little horns on it's side, horns that looked like reindeer antlers, and piercing yellow, demonic eyes. That was when it went black. I was knocked out. 'This is stupid.' I remembered thinking. 20 years old. It's been one year since I was knocked out. It feels fluffy all around me. It seemed like one hour, to be honest. I tried a couple of times to move, and stuff. But it never worked. Now, I'm going to give it ALL my might. It hurt, a little. But I managed. I finally moved an arm. No, a finger. My thumb was next. Then my whole arm. I tried moving my other, it worked, the same process. A finger, thumb, and my whole arm. Then my legs. My legs are fine. But, I couldn't move them. There was something on them, like, a weight, that weighed both my legs down. It was so hard to move them, painful a little, even. I finally moved a toe. It was painful. A lot. I was starving, also. I could feel my legs, fully, now. I stood up. I felt like I could sense where I was going. I smelt food. I smiled, and picked it up. Cooked meat. Somehow it was there. I took a bite, and loved it. The taste exploded inside my mouth. I loved it. I could smell something. Blood. It smelled... great... I don't know why, but it did. I loved it. I walked towards it. I sensed a dead corpse. I bit, and ate the flesh. But also, drank the blood. It made the grumbles in my stomach disappear. The emptiness disappeared. I felt... full...

And that was my story. I had escaped from the chamber (A.K.A Jail). And enjoyed it. I became a cannibal, fur, all over my body. And pretty much what the beast had looked like, above. If you know what I mean.... THE END.

And that was it. I hope you enjoyed that! Byeee!

HackTheWhat23 (talk) 08:29, 19 January 2019 (UTC)