|
|
||||||||||||||||||||
|
|
|
|
||||||||||||||||||
|
|
||||||||||||||||||||
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|||
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|||||||||||||
|
|
||||||||||||||||||||
|
#1
02-10-2005, 07:05 AM
|
||||
|
||||
|
The Hair Cut
here's a story that wrote. i wrote it in ten minutes, so it may be a little rusty. Plus this is the first time a have written a horror story. please give me your feedback
I entered Bob’s barber shop. All the seats were taken up, so I sat in one of the waiting seats, and read a magazine. I riffled through the selection of boring magazines. American Haircuts, Guns ‘n’ Ammo, Teen People, and other pointless magazines on hobbies and such. After a while, a man stood up, paid one of the barbers and left the shop. I stood up and started towards the seat, when all of a sudden one of the barbers told me to sit back down. He claimed that he was not ready for me, and that he would tell me when he was. I sat back down, puzzled. There was no one else waiting in line, I didn’t know why I couldn’t just get on with it. The barbers finished off the rest of the people one by one, as I sat in my chair, confused. Finally, as all of the patrons left, all the barbers except one walked out the front door. The last one out turned the open sign on the front of the door to “closed.” “Your up.” Said the remaining barber. I nervously got up and sat in the chair. He walked over to the wall and closed the shades. As he walked back over to me, he leaned over and picked up the hair bib off the floor. I was shaking with fear by now, and I wanted to leave. As I tried to get up and out of my chair, I found myself stuck, and unable to move. The barber looked over at me and smiled. He pressed a button hidden behind some hairspray on the windowsill. Metal cuffs protruded out of the chair, and slammed down over my wrists, neck and ankles. He swiftly picked up a cloth and shoved it in my mouth. I tried to scream, but it came out as muffled coughing noises. He leaned over me and started to put on my bib. I didn’t bother struggle because I knew it would be no use. He put it on me, covering me completly, including my face, and buttoned the top. I was now nothing but a vegetable, covered with a hair bib. I couldn’t see anything, so I tried to listen as best I could. He walked out of the room. After a couple minutes, I heard him return. All of a sudden I read a loud rumble, that gained volume and pace by the second. I gasped and frantically struggled and trying to yell for help. He walked over in my direction. I could feel him put his head next to mine. He grabbed the back of my seat and said, “Time for your haircut.”
__________________
 Last edited by The Mothman; 02-10-2005 at 08:18 AM. 
|
|
#3
02-10-2005, 07:23 AM
|
||||
|
||||
|
thank you!:D
__________________
|
|
#4
02-10-2005, 04:52 PM
|
||||
|
||||
|
Dancing Bananas
|
|
#5
02-10-2005, 05:34 PM
|
||||
|
||||
|
wtf is that supposed to mean?
__________________
|
|
#6
02-10-2005, 06:13 PM
|
||||
|
||||
I don't get it.
__________________
stop the world - I want to get off 
|
|
#7
02-10-2005, 06:57 PM
|
||||
|
||||
|
What's not to get...
Your story needs dancing bananas, obviously.
__________________
MISINTUPITATED- The act of removing the spine by use of fire. DEVESTED- The removal of one's vest. SCTUPP- To deficate on a woman after nonconsensual sex.
|
|
#8
02-10-2005, 07:01 PM
|
||||
|
||||
|
Quote:
__________________
stop the world - I want to get off
|
|
#9
02-10-2005, 07:02 PM
|
||||
|
||||
|
Quote:
KEEP IT UP BIG GUY, YOU'RE DOIN' GREAT!!!
__________________
MISINTUPITATED- The act of removing the spine by use of fire. DEVESTED- The removal of one's vest. SCTUPP- To deficate on a woman after nonconsensual sex.
|
|
#10
02-11-2005, 05:23 AM
|
||||
|
||||
|
Quote:
__________________
|
 |
|
|
