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A Recipe For Horror STEP ONE: Everyone writes the title of horror movie that doesn’t exist. You’ll Need Your Rubber Gloves In 1922, on a lonely hike to a waterfall, William Kobialski encountered a carefully woven basket. In a flash of black, the raven carrying it urgently flew off as if it were a man running away after lighting on old-fashioned bomb. Inside the basket were two blood-red rubber gloves and an orange bowtie. As he touched the basket, the clothing rapidly flew onto him, nearly cutting off the circulation in his hands and strangling him at the neck. His blood pressure dropped and he blacked out. Azazel spoke to him. Not in words. In feelings, in fires in the skins of tortured, sin-laden goats. He saw the skin of the goat change and coalesce, eventually into a human form--his own form. He felt his skin, and it felt soft--too soft. It stuck to his glove, to his hand, to his entire body. He wished so badly for it to be gone--and it was gone. Everything but the gloves, the bowtie, and his own senses. He awoke in a cold sweat but the sweat slowly fell down into nothingness, until it landed on a single rubber glove. The only remnant of his past body was a smell that was just a little too chocolaty, just a little too sweet, just a little too much of a good smell--until it grew to be absolutely unbearable, and the bow tie and gloves were bloody instead of blood-red, and the bowtie was fire instead of just a hellish, deep orange. But by that time, I doubt one would notice… Written by Theo STEP TWO: Costume closet -Can use the horror title you got as inspiration. -Create a character by getting into their costume using the costume closet. This character will end up being in a scary story you are going write. They could be the person/thing to be feared in your story, or they could be someone who encounters the person to be feared. All the Brains Were Kept in the Attic Ms. Louis kept 10 brains in her attic. Each brain represented something: 1 - when she was younger, her favorite memory 2 - when she had her worst dream 3 - when she got in trouble in school 4 - when she turned a certain age 5 - her first day of high school 6 - her first day of college 7 - when she began to be an adult 8 - when her old black cat died 9 - brain 10 - when she had a funny nightmare All of the brains had glitter and pink and black diamonds on them. Ms. Louis was very old and miserable. She didn’t like nobody. She wanted everyone to leave her alone. She was 87 years old. She had 2 grandchildren. They were 10 and 7. The boy’s name was Alex, and Max, Max is the girl. When Ms. Louis was 15 she broke her leg and left arm at the gym. Ms. Louis always drunk hot lemonade water with little tea bag particles in there that