Attack of the Care Bears
It was dark, and all he could do was run. Even though he ran his fastest, he could still hear the footsteps and rattling chains, accompanied by the clanking of metal against metal. They were still after him.
The only thought in his head was to keep running, though he was becoming greatly fatigued. He forced himself not to look behind him, as the grotesque sight made him cringe. He tried to keep himself from dwelling on the image, but it was hard. The image was that of those hideous bears. Their sickening grins through sharp silver teeth, covered in blood. The chains in which they used to beat the people who ran with, and their weapons in which to stab them with until the brink of death, only to leave them to die and come back later to devour the people's remains. It was this image, this fear, which drove him to run. He had seen them do it to his mother, brother, two younger twin sisters, and his father. That was the reason they were chasing him.
Behind their pastel, supposedly cute, bearish forms, they were really power hungry creatures looking for the blood of humans to quench their never-ending thirst after one of their batches of juice was tampered with and poisoned, though no one knew. It was all an accident. Now they were serial killers, who at night changed into their demented forms. During the day they would choose their victims, smother them with adorable looks and an empty love, so when they would come for the people they would be too caught off guard to defend themselves. But he knew.. He alone knew the truth.
He was straining to maintain a good speed, all the while the bears were behind him, taunting him with words of another empty love, and more empty promises. They said they wouldn't hurt him, but they also said they wouldn't hurt his family, and now look. Tears came to his eyes once again, but he swallowed his sorrow once more. He felt he had to keep running, and he had to let the truth out. "People must know of it." he thought, "They must know the truth."
After a few more hours his body gave way to fatigue, he fell to the ground only to be consumed in a mass of the blood-thirsty creatures. They chained him to four trees, and tightened the chains in an old fashioned drawing, only using trees as horses refused to come near the bears. As if his screams of pain as his shoulders and hips became dislocated, they gnawed on his arms with their sharp teeth and slashed his flesh with their knives. If he had only ran an hour more he would have made it to a city. It would have been dawn then and they would have turned back, only to continue the chase that night. At least then people would know, and they could have guarded their children and families from these serial killer bears, but they were allowed to live on.
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Hey everyone. Sorry if it creeps you out, but I wanted to write something, and this is what I wrote. I apologize if anyone reading this likes the Care Bears, but hey, I liked them at one point, too. Well, I'll attempt to write something that isn't so creepy. Bye!
It was dark, and all he could do was run. Even though he ran his fastest, he could still hear the footsteps and rattling chains, accompanied by the clanking of metal against metal. They were still after him.
The only thought in his head was to keep running, though he was becoming greatly fatigued. He forced himself not to look behind him, as the grotesque sight made him cringe. He tried to keep himself from dwelling on the image, but it was hard. The image was that of those hideous bears. Their sickening grins through sharp silver teeth, covered in blood. The chains in which they used to beat the people who ran with, and their weapons in which to stab them with until the brink of death, only to leave them to die and come back later to devour the people's remains. It was this image, this fear, which drove him to run. He had seen them do it to his mother, brother, two younger twin sisters, and his father. That was the reason they were chasing him.
Behind their pastel, supposedly cute, bearish forms, they were really power hungry creatures looking for the blood of humans to quench their never-ending thirst after one of their batches of juice was tampered with and poisoned, though no one knew. It was all an accident. Now they were serial killers, who at night changed into their demented forms. During the day they would choose their victims, smother them with adorable looks and an empty love, so when they would come for the people they would be too caught off guard to defend themselves. But he knew.. He alone knew the truth.
He was straining to maintain a good speed, all the while the bears were behind him, taunting him with words of another empty love, and more empty promises. They said they wouldn't hurt him, but they also said they wouldn't hurt his family, and now look. Tears came to his eyes once again, but he swallowed his sorrow once more. He felt he had to keep running, and he had to let the truth out. "People must know of it." he thought, "They must know the truth."
After a few more hours his body gave way to fatigue, he fell to the ground only to be consumed in a mass of the blood-thirsty creatures. They chained him to four trees, and tightened the chains in an old fashioned drawing, only using trees as horses refused to come near the bears. As if his screams of pain as his shoulders and hips became dislocated, they gnawed on his arms with their sharp teeth and slashed his flesh with their knives. If he had only ran an hour more he would have made it to a city. It would have been dawn then and they would have turned back, only to continue the chase that night. At least then people would know, and they could have guarded their children and families from these serial killer bears, but they were allowed to live on.
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Hey everyone. Sorry if it creeps you out, but I wanted to write something, and this is what I wrote. I apologize if anyone reading this likes the Care Bears, but hey, I liked them at one point, too. Well, I'll attempt to write something that isn't so creepy. Bye!