Horror
The Life & Times Of Grizzly Bill
The Life and Times of Grizzly Bill Written By Bill Chamberlain Chapter One In the beginning It was the Fieppe Raid in Aug. of 1942 and as Bill and three of his fellow Rangers moved forward they came across seven enemy soldiers in a bunker dug into the side of a hill. As two of the Rangers advanced from the left Bill and the third Ranger did the same from the right. George Hill, a six foot Texan with Sandy hair and blue eyes, and Robert Hardy, a rugged man from the coal mines of the Appalachian coal region, were seen by the enemy soldiers and started taking fire, which pinned them down behind a fallen tree. While the enemy concentrated on their friends Bill and Doug Scott, a smaller man from California with brown hair and green eyes, quickly moved on the bunker and tossed in a grenade and took out three of the seven, the other four were stunned by the explosion but otherwise unhurt. Bill and Doug jumped the four remaining soldiers and while Doug was fighting one, Bill took out the first with a rifle butt to the chin, the second and third soldier jumped Bill from behind in an attempt to take him down. Bill tossed one off his right shoulder and across the bunker, the other one he slammed up against the side of the hill knocking him off his back. As Bill spun around he landed a right cross to the man’s chin while the second man once again engaged Bill from the side, tackling him and taking him down. It was at that point that Bill’s Ranger hand to hand combat training took over and as he pulled his bayonet from his back pack he pushed the man off and leaped on his chest driving the bayonet deep into his chest slowly killing him as the knife went through his heart. Bill stood and turned around and found the third man back on his feet again and aiming his hand gun at Bill ready to shoot when suddenly from the rim of the bunker a shot rang out and the soldier dropped dead. Not missing a beat Bill picked up the soldier that Doug had been wrestling with and threw him against the side of the bunker and ran his bayonet through his neck and as he pulled it out he sliceding to the right and cut the man’s throat open.
By Bill Chamberlain4 years ago in Fiction
Somethings in the Water
This story takes place within the nightmares of a little girl named Roxana who had a gift of visions. Whenever she would fall asleep she would always see the same little boy drowning in a river, she did not know where or why every night she would have the same dream. Night after night, her parents have done all they can do to take away this dream but no matter what Roxana would still have the same nightmare. Until one day on her birthday her parents took her to a small town restaurant and on that actual day she met the same boy, who had just moved to town with his parents their fathers worked at the same place and when she shook his hand, she could see him drowning. Her face turned pale white and she froze in place, her parents began to panic. They rushed her home and tried to get her out of her frozen state. They prayed over her and tried to wake her but nothing worked it felt to them an eternity had passed,what she saw in her dream was: One day after school she walked home with the boy. His name is Anton, and they became fast friends. They walked along a nearby river Anton was very daring; he would joke around a lot and on this particular day he went a bit too far. He wanted to show Roxana how brave he was by jumping into the river. Roxana told him repeatedly not to but he would not listen. When he jumped in he was not coming back up it took him awhile Roxana was thinking about running to get help but suddenly he jumped up out of the water. Something pulled him back in, Roxana hurried to him and tried to pull him back up but it was of no use he drowned, Roxana saw everything because her head was the only thing in the water. When she was looking towards Anton she saw behind him a pair of evil red eyes staring back at her, it grabbed him and swam so fast away, then when she finally woke up. She seemed different. Her voice was different, her hair was longer and she was taller, she turned to her parents and they both had aged. She jumped out of bed and fell over because she was in the bed for so long her whole body was weak and limp. She was in a state of shock, her parents and Anton were by her side. She could not figure out what had happened because before she passed out she was age 10 and now it seemed she was 10 years older. Roxana put herself back into a comatose state and when she woke again she was 10 again. For some reason she had a gift of not only seeing visions but she can tap into different stages of her life as well. But why was Anton so near her for all of these stages? Was it the river could that have been the culprit for all of this? You decide.
By Corinne Del Cid4 years ago in Fiction
Down by the Sea
Chester Springs was a quiet village to say the least. The extremely small population meant everyone knew each other, and if anything out of the ordinary occurred, everyone knew about it. That also meant that any strangers coming through the town were instantly recognized as such. In addition to being a small quiet village, Chester Springs had the benefit of being right on the coast, which meant the majority of the economy was a result of fishing. There were also farmers, and most of the women could sew and spin fabrics, so despite the size and distance from other towns, the village thrived.
By Lila Renee 4 years ago in Fiction
A Sadistic Tale
Jack was camping out in the field with his brothers when the men came for them. They grabbed them brusquely and tossed them into the back of the truck. After a short drive they were hustled off the truck and sold like slaves. How was this possible, he thought. He wanted to shout for help but was stricken silent.
By Marco den Ouden4 years ago in Fiction
The Troll
Stephanie was a twelve-year-old girl who didn’t like doing what she was supposed to. Not that she cared. She only went to school to hang with her friends. Why should she be bothered by stupid homework when there was friend drama to dip her toes into? Why should she do her chores when she had the latest video game to play?
By Kerri A. Azbell4 years ago in Fiction
The Vicar of St Eigron’s
I write this as a testament to the events I was party to. I do not ask the reader to believe what I write, if I am quite frank I just don’t care if you do. I’ve lived a good and very ordinary life, I’ve taught in the same school for a decade now, I served as a governor last year and am due to get married in the summer. Everything I do is as conventional as you could hope to expect but the last few weeks have proved somewhat different. I can’t imagine going back to how I was is at all possible but hopefully by writing this down I will somehow begin the process.
By Simon Curtis4 years ago in Fiction
Down by the Water's Edge
I peel off my sweaty layers and crawl into the bubbling river. The water cuts through my skin, but I know I need fresh water on my ankle’s gaping wound. The silt left in the gash is seared by a small rapid water flow, and I yelp. I scramble to the bank and crawl over the rocks to the smoldering embers of my campfire.
By Sarah Paris4 years ago in Fiction
Kryier Cross Lake
An ambulance and police cars race past us on the leaf fallen road. My head was pressed against the glass of the car. I was focusing on the quiet falling of mist. It was falling just enough to give the world a creepy luster. Kind of reminded me of a scary camping movie. My name is Rain Fallon Wilder, my family just moved to a small town of Kryier, Scotland. It was a huge change in pace considering I lived in the city majority of my life. My father Kent was hellbent on going to Kryier Cross lake to camp. I was less than thrilled.
By Daniell Frovarp4 years ago in Fiction
