Horror
Dear Diary
DAY 1 Things were super heavy yesterday when they started sounding the alarms. I was unaware of the chaos when it began, and it really came through like a tornado. Psychics and the like have been predicting this for a while now. Few people really took it seriously, and the ones that did still made jokes about it. But either way, here we are and the world is forever changed now.
By Ari Asha Love5 years ago in Fiction
The Day of Destiny
Slam! The sound rang out throughout the complex, the whining of sirens leaking through her closed bedroom window. Homework, devastating amounts of it, lay blown across her desk. Dark clouds loomed outside her window while people scattered in the streets, floors below the apartment. Why is everyone running? she thought. Her family, a simple family, was gone. Her parents and brother told her they’d be back and that she should stay and finish her homework. She watched them race down the street minutes later, going to buy groceries.
By M.B. George5 years ago in Fiction
Meltdown at Buffalo Bayou
Abeza Simmons was like any other 20 year old when the virus first showed its ugly head....Any other 20 year old who was sold by his birth mother for her fix. His MOTHER, Ivetta purchased Abe at a roadside motel that she happened to visit by chance. She had dreamed of having children, even before she had came to the realization of who she was; at 15 Ivetta, who was at that time known as Richard, expressed his desire to live as a woman to his mother, she met his request with pure disgust and dropped him at a friends house with 10$ and a backpack of belongings. The only thing that Richard took from his old life was a silver plated, heart shaped locket that had belonged to his mother. It had a small picture of his grandmother enclosed. He was not sure why he took it but it brought him great comfort in that time of abandonment. He was to face some hard years but it was in the struggle that Ivetta was born.
By Justus McDonald 5 years ago in Fiction
Project Rain
It was a night like any other. Dark and cold. You could see a storm on the horizon if you looked up at the cloud-stuffed sky. Jihoon was walking to his usual nighttime haunt, the Diner on exit 15 that was adequately named ‘The Diner’. They served breakfast, lunch and dinner, but Jihoon only came in for Dinner. Today he was coming in for more than just dinner however. He had received a message from an… acquaintance telling him to come to the diner, apparently they had something to say that they thought he might want to hear. Jihoon looked at the bright, neon yellow ‘OPEN’ sign on the front door of the diner. He sighed and pushed open the doors, triggering the bell attached to the door.
By Amari Marie5 years ago in Fiction
heart shaped locket
The building towered a thousand stories high. When the fire struck, it started incinerating in what felt like minutes, but could have been hours. I could feel blood slowly oozing from the sleek cut on my forehead. Regardless, a big smile was strewn across my face. Months of fighting, plan coordinating and death. Finally the tower is gone. I take a deep breath and turn to my friend Arra, she clutches her injured arm, curiosity clinging to her face.
By Madilyn McClellan5 years ago in Fiction
Eat your heart out
“I sat there covered with blood dripping down my hands, and all I can think about was how great that felt to let go of the anger. I hope someone doesn’t see!” Thought Devin. “I just killed someone.” Devin said as he looked towards the mirror and smiled. Devin has been on a rampage ever since his fiancé was killed out of the blue. The culprits have evaded the police on more than one occasion and it wasn’t fair. Devin had purchased a thoughtful gift for Kelsie. A handmade heart-shaped locket that contained an engagement ring. She has no idea. The locket was sealed shut until Devin opens it. Unfortunately, that day will never come because Kelsie isn’t here anymore.
By Harry Iliff5 years ago in Fiction
Sanctuary
We are too many, she said, leg swinging. One battered yellow sneaker banged against the dining table, making the forks rattle. Her sock was blue and white striped, her ankle chubby and pink. We are too many and there’s not enough to go round. She said it often after that: on the walk to school, the road humming beside us; in the park, hanging off the tyre swing, her long yellow pigtails dangling in the dirt. In the white-masked line of people waiting to be vaccinated. She was too young for a vaccine and too young for a mask but she stood next to me, scuffing her feet and singing. She held onto my skirt and pulled the necklace she wore tight round her face, like she always did, so that the heart-shaped locket dangled like a tiny silver soul patch and covered the dimple on her chin. Her reedy little voice piped up. Mum, we are too many aren’t we? And I just said yes, darling, like I always did to everything I didn’t know the answer to, and craned my neck to see how many people were in front of us in the queue.
By Vicky Hill5 years ago in Fiction
New World Order
I wake up on a filthy dusty floor, my head hurts as if I were hit with a hammer. I am confused about where I am. I stand up and take a look around. I'm in an empty home. It has bay windows, you can only see a blanket of darkness outside there's no light coming in from anywhere. So I get up and I feel a pain in my hand, where my hand is closed in a tight fist. I open it and it's a heart shaped locket, exactly like the one I gave my oldest daughter on her 20th birthday. I had grasped it so tightly that it left indents in my hand. I think to myself, what's happening? I find myself alone wondering where my two girls are, wondering where the rest of my family is? I stumble around to find the front door, and I walk out. I was in an apartment complex that looked familiar, from my childhood perhaps? Outside I could see the sun above but it was dark as if it were night. I started to walk to try to see if I can find some way out of this apartment complex. I walk out to the parking lot and there is nothing, no cars, no people, nothing, just darkness. I continued to walk out to the street, there were fires everywhere , flames so high they lit the sky which was filled with black smog. Cars, houses and stores were on fire! I continue to rummage through things and buildings to see if I could find somebody that can help me. I come to a store parking lot, the store doesn't have any electricity so there's no lights but there are things everywhere. I continue to walk through this massive parking lot of trash when I hear a horrible painful scream. I started running towards the direction where I heard the screaming to find nothing but more fires, no one and nothing. I continue to walk and finally I come across somebody, someone who I think I recognize. Nick, a friend of mine from long ago. I told him I was looking for my daughters. "I don't know where they are and I am afraid I need help!" He said in an exhausted voice, "Follow me I will try to help you find them." We continued through what looked like mazes of trash and debris, everything was on fire, fumes so toxic they almost choke you. At that point I ask Nick, " what is happening what is going on?" He stops and looks at me as if in disbelief and he says. " It started at 3 am this morning. My wife and I were awakened by a loud siren, I got up and looked at my cell phone. It was dead. I turned on the light switch and the electricity didn't work. I looked over to our wall clock it was still ticking it read 3:00. I walked over to our bedroom window and looked outside. There were bombs going off in the distance. We could hear rapid gunfire nearby and a few blocks away we could see soldiers dressed in black heavy armor going into each home. Behind them was a string of people, men and women all chained together and naked but there were no children." Which gave me hope and despair at the same time. Nick continued to say, " I turned to my wife and told her to get dressed as soon as we did we ran up stairs to the attic, there we hid, quitely. That's when we heard a loud bang on the roof, it shook our home. We could smell a foul putrid odor that made us almost gag. My wife screamed from fear. I grabbed her and held her tightly. Then we hear in a loud monotone voice say " This house will be cleansed by the New World Order!" We heard the front door being torn down and we heard soldiers run from room to room looking for people. I motioned to my wife to keep quiet when we heard "Attic!" She starts to tremble in fear. I hold her tighter when I feel her being yanked from my grasp as I am held back. She is screaming and crying and I am yelling at the soldiers to leave her alone. We are dragged downstairs. A top official came up to me. His eyes were black and soulless, he had an evil smile on his face, and he said, " This house has been cleansed for the New World Order, obey or suffer the consequences." The soldiers then dragged us outside and started to strip us of our clothing, my wife was fighting back and somehow came loose and started running, they shot her in the back as that happened I also broke free of the soldier's grip and started running as soldiers started to shoot at me but I ducked behind some homes and ran. In the distance I could hear the soldiers laughing, and I thought to myself why are they laughing if I just got away? An eerie feeling came over me. I ran and found some clothing that could fit me. As I was walking along I stumbled onto you." And he pauses to see what my reaction is to the insane story he just told but I was dumbfounded. I had no words to what he just told me so I say "Our government has been overturned?" He then replies in a terrified voice, " there is more to it, there is evil present." I then say "I have to find my daughters." Nick looks at me and nods his head. " We have to find some weapons." He says and turns to walk, I follow. We walked toward the city and eventually we came to a highway. We walk toward the top of the on-ramp. Nick motions me to be quiet when he hears something. "I am going to go look, wait here," he says. I squat down to wait as he goes up the ramp onto the freeway it seems like forever he's gone. I don't know how much time passes but I get scared just waiting when I smell something rotten, then I hear an ear piercing scream I start to run up the ramp and what I see is horrible! My heart feels like it stopped. I can feel my breathing stop, I am in shock. Tears start to stream down my face at the sight of this large devil looking creature. Satan? It had wings like a dragon, horns like a bull, and the legs of a goat. Could it be Satan? Could I be in hell? I remember that my worst nightmare would be for my girls to be stolen from me and for me to not know where they were or what happened to them. That was my hell, was I in hell? As I look at the horizon I see my friend screaming, as I see this Satan like creature jump onto my friend’s chest and begin to rape him through his belly button. It's heinous!! The sight and sounds are revolting and this beast just laughs as it tears my friend's skin off his chest and eventually bites him in the neck and tears a chunk of my friend’s neck. I turn around and I run, I run as far as I can. I can no longer feel my feet, I feel faint from not being able to breath. I could feel the fear tightening my chest. I was so scared. What is going on?? Am I in hell? Then I start to think if I am in hell was I that evil that I am being punished? I touch my forehead to wipe the sweat away and I realize I am still holding the heart shaped locket. I open it and see the picture of my two girls, Angela and Ellie. I begin to cry because now I know that I'm not in hell. I know now that I have to find them and I will. I continue to run. I have no idea of where I am going or where I will start to look for my girls. I know that this is the apocalypse and I have to save my innocent girls, I don’t care if I am shot or if I am torn to shreds by that thing as long as I know my girls are safe I will be at peace. I find myself walking down a street with homes on either side of the street. And in the distance I see light but it was from large fires they lit the sky as if the sun was setting. It was beautiful but daunting for this was the new world I would have to face on my own. In my hand I carried the heart shaped locket, I unclasp it and fixed it around my neck. I will find my daughters.
By erica feregrino5 years ago in Fiction
