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The House of Misery!
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Tell me your deepest darkest secrets and I shall share mine!
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Give me those stories that the whole world could never appreciate!
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This house is the house of misery where
the dead can not rest and the living
are nothing but horrid pests. Take
my forwarnings wisely and take this
page as a reminder that I am the gate
keeper of all your secrets and all of
your fears and all of your desires.
Come on in and tell me more about
yourself!
byI am the Gate Keeper
Join me with your terror and your fantasy!
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I can turn your darkest nightmares into the best dreams.I can make your deepest and darkest fantasy turn into the most horrible nightmares. Tell me a story and I will make it come to reality. In the meantime why not read some of the stories that others have shared with me! www.fortunecity.com
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Here is a story I would like to tell!
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Take this story serious it might save you from a lot of sorrow
The Women with no Manners
On a dark and dreary night a car was seen coming down the road
at one hundred miles per hour. Shehad the need
for speed as she listened to the winds brake th-
rough her soft silky hair. She lit a cigarette
and inhaled the dazzling smoke. She pushed down
harder on the pedal for she was feeling really
sick and down. To comfort herself she flicked the
cigarette into the road and there she pulled out a
bottle of wine. she gulped it down with every bit
of her acquired taste. It was then when she sudde-
nly failed to look forward, and a bump hit the edge
of the car. A smashing noise hit her ears and she
became horrified. But not so horrified to stop and
see what was hit. It was an old woman walking home.
She failed to stop and the woman left there to bleed
to death was all gory and bloodied up from head to
toe. she was ninety five year old women. It was the
end and she knew it....................."
12 years later
The Woman in her fancy little car came upon that same
road again. But the only thing was that there was no
older lady to run over. This time she noticed a shadow
in the road and she stopped. It was an old tramp look-
ing for a ride. She being the arrogant woman that she is
took the time to insult the tramp and speed off leaving
mud all over her shirt.
Later down the road she comes to another tramp only this
one is looking for someone to help him to jump his car.
She looks at him and laughs, she lights a cigarette and
she take his plea for a joke. She puts her car into drive
and she runds him off the road as she passes by.
But when she get to the third tramp she stops and she just
passes her bye. When she looks in her mirror the tramp is
getting closer and closer to her front mirror. In horror
she drives faster and faster. But the tramp keeps getting
closer and closer. She stops the car and looks in her mirror
there isn't anyone there. She take a deep breath and looks at
her rear view mirror and there is the old lady who looked like
the tramp in the mirror. She speeds off and she sees no one.
In front of her is a shadow that looks like a tramp. She speeds
up with the intention of hitting the old lady that she saw.
Instead of the old lady being hit it was a shadow of a tree
with a branch hanging out. The women crashed into the tree
splitting her body in half.
The moral of this story was! Never hit someone and run!
Never treat others like you wouldn't want to be treated!
OF course you know I am the one who caused her to suffer
an agonizing death. So you have been forwarned.
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