Fiction
Welcome to Modish Wear (Chapter 1)
The snow was slowly falling from the sky, the wind dancing between parked cars. A man in ripped jeans and no jacket was waiting outside the store to buy a white T-shirt in December. One rule in working retail was there was a 95% chance that your store was not closing due to the weather. Every day, you were required to wear a fashionable outfit, a name badge on your chest, a walkie-talkie clipped to your side, and sell your soul.
By Frank DiLuzioabout a year ago in Chapters
An unknown truth hidden in the reverse flow of the river
The day Rani disappeared, the river was flowing in the reverse direction. This strange incident created a stir in the entire village. Rani was the most beautiful and playful girl in the village. Her hair was black, wavy, like the shadow of the night, and her eyes were deep, as if there was some secret hidden in them. Everyone in the village was impressed by her soft-spokenness and mischievous antics. But that day when the river started flowing in the reverse direction, people were surprised and then someone screamed and gave the news - "Rani has disappeared!"
By Devender Singhabout a year ago in Chapters
Murders in Crescent Valley
‘’Ok.’’ ‘’You’ve got real talent son.’’ Danny smiled. ‘’Really dad,’’ ‘’Really, son,’’ Marshal stood up and le4 his son alone in his study. Danny sat down in his dad’s chair and found the website his dad spoke about. He found a horror magazine’s website called Fearsome Creatures. He submitted the story in an email and went outside to play. Two weeks later Danny received a letter in the mail. The envelope read ‘’To Danny Howard.’’ It was postmarked from Fearsome Creatures Magazine New York, New York. Danny rushed the letter up to his bedroom and shut the door. He sat down on the edge of his bed and tore open the envelope holding his future. Danny pulled out the letter and voraciously read it. The leer read. ‘’Dear Danny, Congratulations the editors here at Creatures Magazine have decided to publish your short story ‘’Nightmare Horror.’’ Sincerely, Rod Von Finger Blaster, Danny pumped his fist in the air. He felt a strange ela%on $ll his stomach. His cheeks felt hot. Danny raced to his dad. He saw the door to his father’s study was closed. A do not disturb sign hung from the doorknob. Danny knocked on the door and waited for his father to reply. ‘’Come in.’’ Marshal sang out.
By DJ Robbinsabout a year ago in Chapters
Murders in Crescent Valley
The next day Rachel visited her friend Margo Sullivan. Margo had kinky, frizzy, black hair and almond shaped eyes. Her skin was light brown. Her mother was black and her father was white. Last year her father had and her mother got a divorce. After the divorce Margo’s father had moved to Seatle and, Margo nor her mother had seen him ever since that %me. Margo sat on the edge of her bed. Her stereo was seated on the dresser. Jimi Hendrix music blasted out of the speakers. Rachel was seated Indian style on the 8oor in Margo’s bedroom. Margo noticed the puzzled expression res%ng on her friend’s face and decided to ask her what was wrong. ‘’What’s wrong, Rachel,’’ ‘’I’m just upset.’’ ‘’About what,’’ ‘’I’m just awestruck by the fact that Briany is so blasé about Tony’s death.’’ ‘’He broke her heart last night; she’s still hurtng.’’
By DJ Robbinsabout a year ago in Chapters
Murders in Crescent Valley
‘’Tell me about it; I just don’t feel sympathy for Ton right now. I know that sounds awful but Tony really broke my heart tonight and I guess I’m a lile messed up about it.’’ ‘’Well Emma Jean Watkins is missing.’’ ‘’I see.’’ ‘’I suppose you don’t care about her either huh?’’ ‘’Not really,’’ ‘’You sound like a total psycho; you realize this don’t you?’’ ‘’ I guess so.’’ Briany laughed. ‘’I’m just a little messed up tonight I think a4er a good night’s sleep I’ll be able to grieve more properly.’’ ‘’I see well goodnight psycho.’’ ‘’Goodnight and Happy Birthday swee%e,’’ ‘’Thanks, later,’’ ‘’Later,’’ That night the youngest member of the Howard family dreamt horrible dreams. His name was Danny Howard and he was the youngest son of Margaret and Marshal Howard. In his dream Danny found himself walking through the gates of a carnival. Eerie, metallic carnival music blared out of the loud speaker. A clown approached the boy and handed him an orange balloon.
By DJ Robbinsabout a year ago in Chapters
Murders in Crescent Valley
Emma Jean stripped naked and folded the clothes at her feet. ‘’Now rest your chest across this hickory stump and arch your buocks high into the air. A whore like you doesn’t deserve to die with dignity.’’ Emma Jean reluctantly did as she was told. She cried and whimpered. ‘’Please God save me; I’m a wretched sinner.’’ The clown grabbed the girl by the back of the neck and stabbed her hard, repeatedly eighteen %mes in the face with the blade of the knife. Soon the dead girl’s face looked like ham covered in chocolate syrup. The blood dripped profusely out of the massive hole in the dead girl’s face. The maniac climbed back into the stolen truck and sped o1. The killer turned up the Radio and blasted dark, modern heavy metal music. His dirty, shaggy, brown hair hung down slightly past his slender shoulders. His feet were bare. He played over the murders he had just commied in his mind over and over again. First he pictured Tony gazing dumbly at him through the windshield of Tony’s own truck before ge>ng killed. He could s%ll hear the snapping of Tony’s bones as the truck squashed him. He could s%ll feel the skull give way when Tony stabbed Emma Jean hard through the face repeatedly. In his own mind the killer had done well. He felt he was purging the world of evil.
By DJ Robbinsabout a year ago in Chapters
