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Creepypasta- Firebird (Phoenix)The grey sky overhead made Cat frown, it was going to rain soon. She cursed under her breath, wondering if she would be able to find some place dry to sleep that night. A school bus stopped in front of her, letting off a few kids. Cat ignored them since most of the houses where around the corner she had no reason to expect any of them to approach her. She continued to eye the clouds, clutching the lighter in her pocket to remind herself she wasn’t completely screwed. She heard someone stumble behind her and glanced over her shoulder. A young boy, probably around 10, was getting to his feet, looking at his hands. She spared them a glance and stopped, turning to go over to the kid."Are you okay?" Alex looked up, flinching at the sound of an adult voice. A woman in a dark hoodie looked down at him, most of her face hidden in shadows. He nodded, quickly brushing the dirt of his scraped palms and hiding them. "Yeah." she sighed and reached for his arm, gently pulling his hands out so
Creepypasta - PhoenixFlick flick, fssh. The sound of a lighter being used broke the serene silence of the cold night. Catava glanced behind her, frowning as the scent of cigarette smoke caught up to her. She sighed, thoughts returning to her own problems. There was no way she was going to be able to pay her share of the rent this month. Even if her roommate had enough to cover her, which she doubted, this would be the third month she had come up short on cash. "Sam is going to kill me..." she muttered, dreading the shouting match she knew was going to start as soon as the other girl found out. Turning on to her street Cat pulled out her house keys and checked her phone to see what time it was. 7:30pm, there was no way Sam was going to be asleep. Sighing she unlocked the door and stepped inside. She closed it behind her quietly, hoping Sam wouldn’t hear the sound of the lock. "Cat?" she froze, then steeled herself to face her usually grouchy roommate. "Yeah it’s me." she took off her coat, glove
Majority ruleA whisper of thought,A hint of reflection,Rarely seen here.Question asked,Silently greeted,Then killed without response.Authority is the majority,The ones who never question.The one who dared ask,Crushed under authority,Killed then lost,In the majority.