Emma Walker
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The Door Wasn’t Supposed to Be Open
I remember that evening like a bloodstain that never fades. The sun had dipped behind the trees, casting eerie orange shadows across our quiet street. The kind of light that makes even the safest neighborhoods look… haunted. I had just put Maya, my 8-year-old daughter, to bed. She asked for her nightlight—“The purple one, Daddy, not the blue.” It was our little routine. A small act of comfort in a world I could never fully protect her from.
By Emma Walker6 months ago in Horror
Whispers in the Dark
The rain fell like a curtain, drenching the sleepy town of Ravenwood in a cold, relentless downpour. Streetlights flickered, casting long shadows on the deserted streets. In the heart of the town stood the Marrow House — a decaying Victorian relic, its windows shattered and doors hanging ajar like yawning mouths of warning. Everyone avoided it. Everyone but Emily Harper.
By Emma Walker6 months ago in Criminal
That Scary Day
That Scary Day It was a Friday. The sky was clear, the breeze soft, and the neighborhood unusually quiet for midafternoon. Ten-year-old Max Turner sat in the living room, curled up on the couch with a bowl of popcorn and a rerun of his favorite cartoon playing in the background. His mom, Sarah, had left just 30 minutes earlier to pick up groceries, telling him she'd be back before sunset. “Keep the door locked. Don’t answer for anyone,” she had reminded him, as always.
By Emma Walker6 months ago in Criminal
That One Night
I should have taken the bus. That thought kept repeating in my head as I walked down Elmwood Avenue, the shortcut I always promised myself I'd never take again. But after pulling a double shift at the diner for the third night this week, my feet ached and my eyelids felt like sandpaper. All I wanted was to collapse onto my mattress and sleep for twelve hours straight. The rain had stopped hours ago, but the air still hung heavy with moisture, smelling like wet concrete and something else—something coppery that made the hairs on my neck stand up.
By Emma Walker6 months ago in Horror
