Horror
Halloween on the Creeper Trail
(Dedicated to my Grandson Sebastian) On Halloween night, when other children are preparing for a fun evening of dressing up and going door-to-door collecting treats, a different scene is playing out in Damascus, Virginia. Each year on Halloween in Damascus, shops close early, residents secure windows and doors, and parents gather their children inside close to them.
By Joe Nester3 years ago in Fiction
Ghost Fire
Hayden hunts in the mountains when lost, looking at the darkening of the sky, growing up in the mountains Hayden knows that night and day in the mountains are completely two things. Daytime in the mountains, although the crisis, but for hunters, the forest in the daytime is their battlefield.
By Pasho Yaritza3 years ago in Fiction
The Dark Within the NEON
In hindsight, walking through the streets in the dead of night on Halloween was not the best idea. Not only did the cold slow my fingertips, prickling my nose and ears; it appeared to have discouraged the local population from braving its icy sting. There were very few, but enthusiastic, trick-or-treaters scattered about the road in front of me, dressed as a wide variety of scary creatures. 'Well, some were scarier than others', I had thought, when I saw the beachball-shaped blow-up pumpkin suit a small girl was happy playing in. Complete with a green stalk hat, she was delighting in running into nearby street sign poles and bouncing off, unharmed and giggling. Her half-smirking, half-terrified mother followed behind, in a tasteful witch’s hat.
By ThatWriterWoman3 years ago in Fiction
