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When the Shadow Comes to Life
“When you look into an abyss, the abyss also looks into you.” ~ Friedrich Nietzsche I The late autumn evening that Monroe Jameson was killed had been one filled with happiness and hope. He had rented and driven out to a secluded cabin by the lake. His girlfriend of 18 months, Betty Trapper, was to arrive a little later, and he had planned on asking her to marry him. He had brought flowers and wine, and he had started cooking and preparing what he had come to know was her favorite food.
By r. nuñez7 years ago in Horror
Stitches
Every day I took the same path home from school. It was through the woods and crossed over the only highway out of town. My parents kept telling me not to go near there because lately people had been going missing. “A pretty young girl like you shouldn’t be out there alone, Edith,” my father said. But, of course, I didn’t listen.
By Melody Humby7 years ago in Horror
Is the World Ever Safe? (Part 1)
Running through the forest making her way to the clearing that is only inches away. Heart racing, lungs short of breath, she whipped her head back to see if he was still following. Nothing, she started to slow down to a brisk walk, still worried about him hearing her. She stops to catching her breath so then she can be ready to run through the clearing.
By Megan Cheung7 years ago in Horror
The Figure
As a kid, I had a very active imagination and I daydreamed a lot. But who didn't as a kid, right? One early morning I saw something I still can't explain till this day. The year was 1996 and it was the summer, my siblings were gone this particular night. Which is weird, because stuff like this always happened when they weren't around to see.
By Travis Johnson7 years ago in Horror
The Dirty South (Chapter 2)
Thursday I didn’t wake up very quickly. My consciousness slowly rose to the surface as if I’d been down a deep well, clawing my way to the top.
By Scott Allen Ham7 years ago in Horror
Monroe
Halloween was my favourite holiday. It wasn’t just about the candy or the costumes; it was about the ghost stories and urban legends. I loved staying up late with my friends, Anna and Renee, and we tried to scare each other with made-up tales that were so outrageous people would have thought we were crazy if they heard them.
By Melody Humby7 years ago in Horror
The Dirty South (Chapter 1)
Friday Today is my 30th birthday. Tonight, I’m going to kill myself. I hate my life. What a complete waste of fucking time—at least up until tonight. Then it all goes surprisingly well after that.
By Scott Allen Ham7 years ago in Horror
Snapshot
Sorrow, all I can feel is sorrow. Everything else I’ve pushed away. Where there was once happiness and love, there is just an aching hollowness. It’s as if the rest of me has shut down. I stare vacantly at my bedroom walls and it doesn’t matter what anyone says to me, nothing will change. How can I feel anything else when she’s gone?
By Molly Winton7 years ago in Horror
Prelingual
Phillip had lived his entire eight years without being able to hear so much as his mother's voice. But, despite his disability, he still did normal things. He joined Little League, played soccer, and even started skating when he turned seven. For a long time, it didn't hold him back, and he didn't mind being different.
By Melody Humby7 years ago in Horror
Unwanted Guests
Some people say that the evil lies in the soil, but others insist that it is the lake where the evil exists, or maybe the earth beneath the lake.
By Denise Willis7 years ago in Horror
555-0918
Ethan had been planning this party for a whole week. His parents were going out of town to visit his grandmother, who had been recently hospitalized, and he knew it was the perfect time to show everyone at school he wasn’t the loser they all thought he was.
By Melody Humby7 years ago in Horror
Crave
A sweet melody filled the night as the air around her thickened. Bursts of light broke through the dark hall as she followed the captivating song. Lyrics drowned in beauty and sorrow pulled her soul, bringing a wave of emotion she hadn't expected. She closed her eyes and let it wash over her.
By Jayres Green7 years ago in Horror