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My bff told me about a body in the lake, but it wasn’t a body in the lake.

On a Sunday night, Anna, my best friend, and I were having a sleepover at her house. She lived nearby a lake, a deep lake. There were rumors her neighbor was a killer and that he puts the body’s in the lake, but it was just a rumor. Wasn’t it? I was playing truth or dare with Anna, and I dared “I dare you to go swim in the lake!” She didn’t back down…but when she came back, she looked like she had seen a ghost. She was pale and looking down, fidgeting with her hands. When I asked what’s wrong, she only said “the rumors…” by then, I knew what she meant. We both walked to the lake and I saw it…a hand sticking out the lake. I threw a pebble in the lake, and the body sat up. It didn’t have a head, it was a greenish color. And it had an axe in its hand. It got up from the water and threw the axe, i tried to save Anna but it was too late. I could only run. I’m in her house now and I don’t have much time, a tentacle just reached in. I’ll just hide for now, but I hope that help will arrive. But it’s only delusion to believe I’ll survive through this.

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u/-_-HUFFLEPUFF-_- — 4 days ago

I made this poem at like 2 am. If it sucks yeah, I’m new to poetry.

The following topics are about loss, if you are sensitive I ask you don’t read please.

a tree can notice when a fellow is down, even in a forest with hundreds and more.

If a person always visits that tree, the person would notice the tree is gone.

Even if there were a billion other trees, that tree would still be mourned by someone who sees.

The tree will soon grow back into its roots, and the visitor will eventually move on from the past.

It’s hard and tough to let go of something dear, but on earth there are many more to see.

That tree might’ve meant everything, but there a thousands more in a single forest.

This isn’t about trees.

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u/-_-HUFFLEPUFF-_- — 13 days ago