Horror
The Man In Black
Ever since I could remember I've had this....companion. It was some man in a suit. He watched from a distance but when we were inside he stood near the closest door. He never said a word, only stared. Occasionally he would nod or shake his head but that would be the extent of his communication.
By SilverSkys3 years ago in Fiction
The Mobility Scooter and the Sea
The Mobility Scooter and the Sea By Ashley Michael Day Merryn Penrose drove her mobility scooter down the steep inclining road to Mullion Cove. A remote Victorian harbour off the rugged Cornish coast. A solid stone structure with a looming harbour wall nestled between two towering jagged cliffs. It was a wild spot. Filled with the sounds of crashing waves and shrieking gulls.
By Ashley Michael Day 3 years ago in Fiction
Flood
Rain Flooding is one of the most common causes of home damage after a storm. Rain flooding happens when rainwater runs off from land into streams, rivers, creeks, ponds, and even ditches. This usually happens when there is heavy rainfall at night and then a period of heavy downpour during the morning hours. As soon as any area gets saturated with water, it begins to expand. And this expansion forces the water to move towards low areas where the ground is already wet due to previous rain. In some cases, the floodwater may rise above its banks and enter basements, garages, crawl spaces, and attics. So, what are the best ways to prevent rain flooding and protect your home from getting damaged?
By Muhammad Abrar3 years ago in Fiction
lost hearth
A nighttime light shone on the construction, making the window-panes glow like a lot of fires. Away from the Hall in the front stretched a flat park studded with very well and fringed with firs, which stood out towards the sky. The clock in the church tower, buried in bushes on the edge of the park, handiest its golden climate-cock catching the mild, become hanging six, and the sound came lightly beating down the wind. It changed into altogether a nice impact, although tinged with the form of despair appropriate to an evening in early autumn, that became conveyed to the mind of the boy who became status within the porch looking forward to the door to open to him.
By hatim boughait3 years ago in Fiction
The In-Between
The In-Between: Chapter 1 David wasn’t sleeping well. For the past week, he had been tossing and turning through the night, causing his girlfriend, Claire undo stress as well. He couldn’t pinpoint what the problem was. He had been on a diet for the past month and stopped eating two hours before bed. He stopped staying up watching TV when he started his diet since being well-rested helped in losing weight, or so they had told him at the doctor’s office and the nutritionist’s. It was true he was on the obese end of the Body Mass Index scale. He had sleep apnea causing him to stop breathing several times a minute for several seconds and he had to utilize a CPAP machine to help force air through his nostrils to keep breathing while asleep. But he had sleep apnea for years, nothing changed there. He didn’t smoke and drank on the occasional occasion. He couldn’t understand why he wasn’t sleeping well.
By Shawn David Kelley3 years ago in Fiction
Visitors of the Twilight Inn
The fuel light popped on the dash, a red-orange to mirror the setting sun over the lake, right as Cedric and Emilia's car pulled onto the dirt road leading to the Twilight Inn. In the fading light, the lake did not at all look the deep blue the brochure made it out to be. The inn itself was worse.
By K. P. Gordon3 years ago in Fiction
Chapter 3: Better Off Dead
Jarek Blackwell and Einar Greyfellow sit atop a snowy hill, watching the old farmer’s cabin burning in the frozen glade below. Sunlight filters, through the dense trees behind them, flowing down into the clearing. White smoke belches out of the cabin’s open back door. The last songs of the dying drift away eerily into the new day. Listening intently, Jarek knows with iron certainty that none of the screams he hears belong to his father.
By Dylan Crice3 years ago in Fiction
Talea The Volleyball Star
It was lunchtime, Talea was eating lunch and talking to her best friend Timothy. They always ate first and then went to play on monkey bars. Today at this break it was raining, the monkey bars were wet. Talea could not go and play on monkey bars, so one of her classmates came. It was Zach and Lachlan and his volleyball team; he came over to us. They asked Timothy if he wanted to play volleyball in the shed, and Timothy said yes. Timothy asked me if I wanted to play Volleyball, and I said yes, but then Lachlan said, ‘girls can’t play volleyball.’ Then Zach agreed, and he said ‘You do not even know the rules to play this game.
By Syeda Tamseel Fatima3 years ago in Fiction
