I've been waiting all night for my dad to pass out so I could sneak back outside to the hot tube, tonight was kind of unusual. My dad fell asleep around 11:30, his normal pass out time was 9:30 but at least I could still go out to look for whatever that creature like thing is. I gradually walk past the couch my father is lying on, he sighs and mutters something in his sleep. Stepping out side is like a quick blast of mint cold wind, "W-why...is...it so... g-goddamn c-cold at n-night?!" while still shivering I walk up to the place I last seen the creature, "H-Hello?" I kick the grass "Its not like its gonna answer you, stupid!" bushes past me shift and rustle. "This is most basic white person horror movie thing I'm ever gonna do." I sigh and walk over to the bushes, leaning over and pushing the extra leaves out of the way, the bushes to the left rustle now. I reach out " Zzebok" I jump back "AAHH, Liz is that you?" silence is all I hear "Lizzy! Its not funny get out!" I was expecting Liz to come out laugh calling me a dork but what I saw instead was more nerve racking than anything I've ever seen before.
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Chemical Creature
Fantasy[This story may or may not be based off the song Chlorine by Twenty One Pilots...] Elijah awakes one day to find Rocko, a mysterious creature swimming in his hot tube, his friend Lizzie thinks he's just crazy and his father is to drunk to even care...
