#fearstreetstarters

[shadysideprince]

"No way. I’m not going out there today. My mom would lose their shit if she found out I was wandering around right now. I’m telling you we’re much safer just hanging out inside today.” Amanté shook his head. He’d grown up with stories of the shady side killers. Some nights his moms still woke up screaming. 

[ghcstsfear]

            sitting on his porch steps, the man shared his thoughts in an attempt to understand how it was possible that josiah, a friend he saw almost every day around sunnyvale, was able to do such a thing. he wouldn't believe he was capable of hurting his parents, but putting an end to his own life. it was just ---- strange to say the least.  “ we THINK we know people. ” he shook his head a few times. “ can’t believe he’s gone. ” 

[shadysideprince]

“look i’ve told everyone a million times i don’t want to talk about it” Amanté said, outside his house. He’d been back and forth between the hospital and the police station all weekend. He was exhausted and finally one of the doctors convinced him to go home and rest. After promising to make sure someone called him if she woke up of course. “that includes the press, the cops, and you.” ​

[shadysideprince]

Amante stopped hearing a twig snap. He raised his paintball gun, aiming it toward the noise. “Alright, come on out. Chances are you can’t outrun me, so let’s both save ammo huh?” he called out. Amantè wasn’t the world’s best loser and tended to take the term competitive spirit to an entirely different level. “alright, i’ll count to 3. 1....2....”