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Write about the most evil place you can think of.
Ended May 1, 2017 • 20 Entries • Created by butlersteph
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Write about the most evil place you can think of.
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Iluv2create

Death Before Dying

Out of the darkness into the light of birth, fear of the unknown

evil awaits.

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Write about the most evil place you can think of.
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Tyla

the past ...

winding trails 

weaving patterns 

hot blood burbling 

a dead dank stench 

thick thorns

petaled roses 

daunting castles 

one-eyed owl 

demons 

dressed in bloodied lace 

cherry wine imprints on silver daggers 

distorted creatures 

burned by the fire

that burps from the ground 

molten lava 

cradled craniums filled 

with the thoughts of your biggest fears 

conjoined twins 

surrounding your conscience

singing sweet nothings of guilt 

chewed up tarot cards 

voodoo

conjured 

chemicals   

capturing your brain 

bringing you back to your past 

locked in a jail 

made from the strongest metal 

on earth your feelings 

record player thoughts 

chained to the chair 

of the voices in your head 

screeched high pitched screams 

hollowed out 

scooped bone marrow 

out of your wrist 

a scalpel digging in so deep 

causing your body to convulse in pain 

your head hitting the past    

and jolting you to the present 

tears spring to your eyes 

your tears turn black like poison

and dribble into your mouth 

cause your lips to lose color 

your lips melt due to the acidity 

of the fumes 

the gas reaches your lungs 

your lungs drown in the liquid 

of fluid of feelings

 you encounter

on your travels to the past 

yellowed photographs  

lost souls trapped in the coffin 

unwanted scenes put in your film of life 

demonic creatures lurking the brain 

spreading like cancer in your body 

cause you to die in your aspirations 

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Write about the most evil place you can think of.
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SelfTitled

Westlake

Where students can turn up

however they want to

with weed, with coke,

with Xanax that kills people,

with kids skipping class during lunch for Sonic

and flipping their car speeding through intersections back,

where teachers don't care and can't control the raging inferno

called estrogen and testosterone

in graffiti-littered stalls

with hot touches and sweat and gasps,

where there's nine fights in two days,

seven fights in one,

boys metivacked to the hospital

after getting jumped in the bathroom--

almost dying,

where my friend's brother was shot and killed dealing drugs

where seniors were arrested shooting during a party

where 1 and 4 people go to college

where kids are already engaged

ready to ruin their lives.

©SelfTitled, 2017

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Write about the most evil place you can think of.
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FJB

Follow Me

      The most evil place I can think of is being seated in a restaurant near the bathroom.  When one of the wait staff says, "follow me," and starts heading to a table or booth near a bathroom, I speak up fast.  "Is there another table or booth available?"

       I can be extremely hungry, but seeing or hearing the bathroom door open and close shuts down my appetite.  I imagine bathroom odors wafting over my food and adding an extra flavor I don't want to taste.  That little pony wall that separates my table from the bathroom is no protection because my mind conjures up all types of evil escaping when each customer goes in and out and walks past me.  So, I beg of you, please don't seat me next to the bathroom.  I can't endure it.  I'll wait for the next available table as long as it's not next to the table that is near the bathroom.

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Write about the most evil place you can think of.
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nfaulk6

Damnation

The most abject locale is hell on Earth,

Where pure souls suffer a poisoned rebirth.

A place most vile,

Where demons beguile,

Conquered by woe, overridden with dearth.

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Write about the most evil place you can think of.
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Vyxyn

Where Evil resides

The most evil places I've ever known

are those in which humans own.

The sexes no difference make

They all are monsters and feed off of children

or animals in the worst way.

Children sold into slavery for sex, for work

CHILDREN FOR CHRISTS SAKE!

As young as 2 and 3years old they have no clue they just do what they're told.

And what do we do?

We lock them up so they can do it some more! Instead of

KILLING THE BASTARDS like they've

done to all those kids souls they touched!

WHATS WRONG WITH SOCIETY THAT WE DONT WANT TO BE RID OF THESE KIND OF HIDEOUS HEINOUS PEOPLE!

These are the same people involved in dog fights, chicken fighting, and cruelty to animals!

So I ask again why do we allow this evil to walk?

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Write about the most evil place you can think of.
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SpaceyCasey

MVDemon

This place is full of demons. They sit with smug smiles and those little shotglasses of cups, always full of coffee. I watch how they drink it as I wait. Fangs pierce through the Styrofoam, but they are careful not to ruin their pressed shirts and tainted lipstick. They smooth out their ties and fiddle with papers. I know what's written on them. Our souls and the deeds to them. And we wait as they organize by name, date, and sin. 

The walls are peeling and smells like eggs. One light in the corner flickers on an average of six seconds. I know because I counted. Curtians were drawn over the dirty windows, and even with the downpour and overcast skies, I would have at least liked to have seen the world outside of here. That may be too agonizing and after that thought, I was perfectly content with the trapped feeling instead.

I wait in the back of the line, in a musty chair with a number written on a ticket. I wait patiently for their decision. I have to play my cards right when they call me. I survived Mr. Romero's honors English class, I could deal with a lousy low-class demon.

"Number 44," I hear one of them hiss. He's a balding old fart, with a few strands on hair still left on his head. Gold-rimmed glasses falls loosly on his crooked nose and he snarls at me like I was his next meal.

"Marissa, I presume?" I glup and nod. I open my mouth to speak, but he holds up a hand for silence. His grin widens and he pulls out the papers with the details of my soul. He looks it over with an amused chuckle and covers every inch of the form for a loophole. He stamps it and says without looking up, clearing disappointed, "Looks like we have a new driver on the road today, Ms. Garica. Stand over there and I'll take your picture."

I sigh with relief and follow his orders. I try not to smile, I was told that's when they get you. I've smiled in all of my pictures, except this one, but I would rather get back to my mom's Sudan and back to freedom before Mr. Baldy changed his mind.

He smirks behind the camera. "On the count of three, say cheese."

I don't say cheese and he grimances. The flash takes over me and I start to panic.  He shows me the picture and asks if I like it. I nod.

"Me too," he snickers. He hands me a piece of paper and tells me my real driver's license will come in the mail. My soulless face stares back at me in black and white. Maybe it was too late, but, unlike anyone else, I was granted the right to leave. I took my chances with the door.

Before I leave, I feel like I had to thank him, so I do. He waves me off with sincerity and grins again, "See you soon." 

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Write about the most evil place you can think of.
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JustQuinn

Middle

The middle of the crowd

At a middle school event

Standing awkwardly alone, shoo

And out of the blue,

See someone you knew

Walk up, say hey

Then you drift away

They stay

Laugh, giggle, play

With their friends, not you, neigh

Leaving you

All alone in

The middle of the crowd

At a middle school event

Music blaring

No one staring

Nor caring

Not the girls or the guys

Socials classes aren't lies

One day I will rise

So I won't be

Standing alone in

The middle of a crowd

At a middle school event

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Write about the most evil place you can think of.
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xielia

Almost

It plays in my head over and over

Like a broken record on repeat

We were an almost

But didn't make it

The words you left me with

Etched into my memory

Painfully on replay 

Every moment of my waking

Dedicated to you

As if my mind

Has forgotten

How to not love you

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Write about the most evil place you can think of.
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jboulette5671

Admission

Inner thoughts, evil

Anger suppressed from

These Catholic lips

My thoughts murderous

Subconscious should go

Fast to confession

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