by keylimecoyote » Sun Jun 05, 2016 4:09 am
username;; Spiritsun3287
name;; Lumi, from the word luminous.
gender;; Male
story;; Once when he was about sixteen Lumi's mother left him home alone, and he didn't think much of it. She was gone the whole day and he thought that she said she left the door open, but he wasn't paying attention. He was just on his computer when, at night, he heard the door open. "Mom?" He called. No answer. He was upstairs at the time, and he had an empty trash can sitting next to his bed. Perfect to knock out the murderer. He grabbed it and looked out of the room. "Mom?" Again, no answer. At this point he was convinced of a murderer. He walked down the stairs with the lightest steps, and he was lucky because the footsteps were coming from the living room, which was away from the stairs. He crept into the closet under the stairs, which was dark until he walked in. More footsteps. He cursed himself because he was terrified, and glowing like nuts. His heart was beating out of his chest. He finally decided to crouch down and look under the crack of the door, and he saw nothing. More footsteps. Adrenaline was running through his body.What are you doing? He was extra scared because he had been reading scary stories on his laptop and one of them was about a murderer. This is it. He thought. I'm gonna die here. Tears fell. He decided that if he was gonna die he should go out in flames. He wiped the tears from his face and opened the door, running into the darkness and flailing it around. "AHHH!!" He stopped flailing when he saw his mother, laughing her butt off. "You should've seen your face! What were you doing?" He refused to admit that he thought that she was a murderer and lowered his trash can. "I-I was trying to scare you." Lumi started to stop glowing. "Suuurrreee." His mother said. "Now come on, I bought pizza."
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I got a little carried away.
This is what happens when you give a roleplayer a writing prompt.

what are you doing here?
in the real world?
and what are you doing here?
so close I could touch you?
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