Christopher Shavers
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Start writing...I am the Author of Circus by Christopher Shavers and the Author in Faceless Entertainment. I love to write and perform. Be it me bringing nightmares to life in stories or my journey through poetry. Enjoy the Show.
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Carnival: Mother Knows Best
“Mama… I think…I’m afraid.” Onyx looked at Courage, shocked. Her eyes turned back to dark blue as she observed him bury his face further. “Ma faiblesse, it is okay to be afraid.” her eyes flashed light green, she held up her umbrella to block more of Larmes’ tears. She looked at Larmes with a stern look, “it’s what you do in the face of fear that is important.”
By Christopher Shavers3 years ago in Horror
Carnival: Nobody's Home
Roy was looking at his emptied room. He was filled with pride and nostalgia. He had lived in his apartment for 7 years. Straight out of high school, through the rough times of college, three failed relationships, and four lousy jobs. He said bye to the room, walked out, and hugged his former roommate one last time. His roommate gave him a bottle of alcohol and they parted ways. Roy was sad to leave but ecstatic to see his first house.
By Christopher Shavers3 years ago in Horror
Carnival: Listen
“Run! Ruuuuun!” a distant voice called out. Amy ran as fast as she could into a forest. She tripped over a tree root and tumbled down into a small river. She coughed up some of the water. Looking uphill, she saw a figure run the path she was previously on. She got to her feet and carefully went alongside the river until she came upon a small town. She kept hearing a distant voice encouraging her to keep going. She eventually waved down a car. Luckily for her, it was a police car that took her to the hospital.
By Christopher Shavers3 years ago in Horror
Carnival: Discharge
“They’re gone because of you.” Josh woke up screaming once again. It was only getting worse. It had been six months since he was rescued from Sunny. Though Sunny, physically, escaped. Josh was very much haunted by the events. He had convinced himself that everyone was only being nice to him because they felt bad for him. He already felt bad enough for being the only survivor. He didn’t want their charity.
By Christopher Shavers3 years ago in Horror
Carnival: Knock Knock
A female and male couple stumbled through the front door of a cabin. Kissing all over each other, they comment on how great of an idea it was to steal her dad’s keys. They justify it by saying her dad hasn’t done anything with the place for years and how he was trying to get other family members to take the property from him. As the male kissed along her neck, asking why wouldn’t anyone want to live there. She said she didn’t understand why. In between breaths, they complimented the cabin while comparing it to each other. The smooth surface of the floor, the crystal decorations being very clean, the animal fur rug being well maintained, the wood being strong. As they began to undress, there were two knocks at the door. Annoyed, the male went over to see who it was.
By Christopher Shavers3 years ago in Horror
Carnival: Sarah Is Sick
A nasty storm had swept the mountain range where Teresea’s Home For The Lost was located. A nun named Maria was looking out the window with a teenage girl named Bab. Maria commented how the rain brings life to plants. Bab remarked how rain never does anything except put people to sleep. Maria reminds her that nuns should have a more positive outlook on life. Bab reminded her that she wasn’t a nun, her parents just sent her there to keep her from having premarital sex. Maria went on to talk to her about the power of faith and kindness. Bab rolled her eyes and continued looking out the window. Bab asked Maria if she could see something crawling towards the gates. Maria looked out the window and saw what appeared to be a person crawling towards the gates. Maria and Bab hurried to help.
By Christopher Shavers3 years ago in Horror
Carnival: You're Going To Laugh
Josh woke up in his hospital bed. Staring at the ceiling, he thought about how hard he could hit the floor if he jumped from the ceiling. He smirked at how ridiculous the idea was. Telling himself that he would have to learn how to stand again first. Swiftly deflating himself telling himself, out loud, “Like I have a reason to walk anymore.”
By Christopher Shavers3 years ago in Horror
