Spooky Story Contest
1 min
2025 Spooky Story Contest 2nd Finalist
Emilie K.
Bloody Red
Words are screamed,
Orders are yelled,
Your face is contorted,
We felt compelled.
You pushed our buttons,
We let you play,
You pranced around,
And now it's time to pay.
Our knives have been sharpened,
By the stones you threw,
Punished you will be,
Through and through.
The puddle's forming,
Bloody red,
Bloody red,
Oh no,
You might be dead.
We move quickly,
Not a moment to be lost,
We go with precision,
Even when we're double-crossed.
Darkness is coming,
Sight's getting blotchy,
Can you see,
‘Cause the puddle's already forming.
Bloody red,
Bloody red,
Oh no,
You might be dead,
Bloody red,
Bloody red,
Oh no,
You might be dead.
Hear the music,
The symphony of cries,
Hear the screaming,
The crackling of the flames.
Feel the embers,
Dancing on your skin,
The bursts of pain,
That make your vision dim.
Shadows condensing,
Swords are clashing,
Jolts of pain,
In your chest,
Instincts are screaming,
Run run run!
But you can't move,
‘Cause you're done,
Done,
Done.
Sense the lanterns,
Fade into the night,
See the stone cold steel in our eyes,
See the shadows on our faces,
We got into fights,
Feel the liquid,
Bursting from your veins,
Like the say,
No pain no gain.
Bloody red,
Bloody red,
Oh no,
You just dropped dead.
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