In 2006, I scattered a lot of text, which was a step into the field of horror novels.
I didn’t start to devote myself to the creation of suspense novels until 09. Occasionally, they were short tofu-sized essays, and the manuscript fee was pitifully small, but I don’t mind. The right should be a solace for otaku life !
I didn’t leave home, but I still offended people!
I opened my eyes and found that there were three people standing across from each other. I could tell from the silhouette that there should be two women and one man. Why should I tell from the silhouette, because their faces are really different-a woman’s face There was pus in the ground, and the bones inside could be seen vaguely; a woman’s eyes were blind, and the white maggots in her eyes were busy crawling in and out. Her tongue stretched out very long and fell out of her chin; the man’s head was covered Half cut off, the brain inside has rotted, a sticky liquid is flowing, and a knife is inserted in the middle of his rib… www.guidaye.com Ghost Story
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I am horrified Startled, sitting up from the bed: “You, who are you, I have no injustice with you, what are you doing?”
Although I often write ghost stories, but I am very courageous, this is the first Talking with ghosts this time, my heart was extremely panicked, and my body trembled uncomfortably.
“Don’t you remember us? I am a little ear…” Then she pointed to two other ghosts, “She is Shen Mi, he is a cigarette… Now it’s time to remember it!”
Small ears speak a little dull, the reason lies on her tongue, a piece of carrion accidentally fell off her face.
“You…” I remembered that they were the characters in my pen, but they died so terribly every time.
The characters in the pen, find their authors, what are they going to do? I don’t quite understand.
“Why do we write so terrible every time we write?”
“I need a story!”