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The Ripper's Knife
I listened to only my own footsteps. It was an oddly quiet night for this street in Whitechapel. It was usually quieter than the main area where a lot of the streets met but still, there was almost nobody out and about.
By Kitty Kattyy8 years ago in Horror
Decay
I remain ever suspecting of the precise moment of my demise. However, there is very little anticipation that I have yet encountered while in postulation of death. There is no difficulty in placing an exact origin to the unmentionable epochs I attribute to these thoughts; I recall that I began medical school on a Tuesday of November 23, 1999. Ever since my utmost youth had I an avid interest of that of medicine, later culminating in a great desire to learn all that there is of human anatomy. Therefore, it was no bafflement that I excelled at medical school. Nor was it subtle that my instructors regarded my apparent prodigious knowledge with great interest, so much so that it soon came to my attention that my presence was required in the uppermost tier of the medical school where I attended.
By Dr Joel LaNacey8 years ago in Horror
The Cabin
The sand stings my eyes, making it hard for me to see the desert around me. It’s been a week since my plane crashed, making the supplies I collected from the crash site scarce. I’ve never had to ration before, and I have learned I am not very good at it. If I knew I would be in this situation I would have brought more supplies with me. I just wanted to have the chance to fly around the world now that I have my pilot’s license. Damn me for not planning ahead.
By Daisy Boone8 years ago in Horror
'Let Me Tell You Where the Evil Is.'
I think when one understands the nature of horror, and experiences it for themselves in one way or another, as there are horrific elements regarding just about anything and everything in real life, you understand the subtle and not so subtle truths and metaphors for very real social issues contained with the horror film genre. Although, this line of thought can't always be applied when happy and 'excited' teenagers are butchered in horror movies. As Carpenter says in the video, these films work so well, and will continue to, because they touch on not only the external darkness, the other tribe as it were, but also the darkness lingering just beneath the surface, inside of us. The hulking lumbering force of nature in a mask wielding a knife, chainsaw, or machete, while terrifying enough, can be defeated or avoided. But who can deny an evil that has latched itself inside a person?
By Benjamin Alexander House8 years ago in Horror
When Mary Came Home
Bill looked out of the driver's side window and did a double-take. Standing at the edge of the road was what appeared to be a young girl. She had long blonde hair, was wearing a white dress, long. Kind of old-fashioned.
By Tom Baker8 years ago in Horror
Things That Make ya Hmmm
Things that Make ya Go hmmmm. Okay so here’s what's been happening in my house and maybe someone out there in the internet can help me explain the strange things going on.
By Raven Starr8 years ago in Horror
The Malborn House
The Three Rules to Avoiding the Malborn House: To Be Given to Each New Resident of the Longfellow Neighborhood 1. Do not walk past the Malborn House after dark.
By Lee Hartley8 years ago in Horror
Nightmare
I've been here before. The oak floorboards that creak at random intervals, the yellow-ochre walls, and the off-white doors. The smell of rotting flesh and the site of coagulated blood spattering covering the hallway from top to bottom. A slight twinge of regret courses through my body as a low growl penetrates the stillness. I can feel the growl in my bones and my feet stop moving. At the end of the hallway, a red door looms slightly ajar. My senses telling me to turn and run the other way, to not take another step, yet I can't help but wonder what is on the other side of the door. Another growl sends every hair on my body standing at attention. A pool of fresh blood begins to ooze towards me from underneath the door as if to beckon me closer. The sound of meat tearing from bone reaches my alert ears. As I reach for the door, the smell punches me in the gut, doubling me over as I hurl what hasn't digested of my lunch all over the floor. I try to fight back the nausea and push the door open and that's when I see it.
By GQ8 years ago in Horror
The Portrait
For so long, the house had intrigued her. Why she was so drawn to it, she had no idea, but she had to see it...She had to go inside.
By Andrea Van Scoyoc8 years ago in Horror
Who Are You?
Have you ever decided to pack your bags and leave, leave with no plan or thought of where. This has been the most compressed year I have ever witnessed. Heartbreaks, fall out and much more. It’s like this whole time my life has been a secret television show, with hidden cameras. All I’m waiting for now is someone to jump out and surprise me.
By Molly Kane8 years ago in Horror
A Turtle's Tail
Mustard the Turtle There once was a turtle named Mustard. He loved to eat clouds. One day he ate a leaf. The next day he played Mario Kart and played as Koopa. He lost to Donkey Kong. He got so mad that he ate breakfast at Burger King. He asked for a Big Mac and got kicked out, so he went to Dairy Queen. He ordered a banana split but then remembered he is allergic to them. So he just got a blue raspberry slush. Later that day he played basketball with a deer. They considered it a draw because Mustard was a turtle and the deer was a deer so they couldn’t really play basketball. So then they had a slumber party on a mushroom. Mustard used to live in a child’s sandbox but now he lives in a tire. One night he was run over and killed.
By Emiline Hunter8 years ago in Horror
Dreams
Dreams... Dreams can be wonderful. But every once and a while they can become a nightmare, frightening the warmth out of the soul. Have you ever been trapped in a nightmare? It may start off peaceful, but throughout the night, the darkness takes over the light. You feel chills throughout your body. You try to wake but the fear of running from whatever is coming overthrows your ability to open your eyes. I have had this very experience. almost every night, I feel as if I’m awake but my body weighs 1000 pounds. Unable to wake, unable to escape the very thing I fear most. It may sound silly but it’s real. My nightmares feel real. If they can happen when I’m awake and prevent me from doing the one thing I can to avoid them. What is stopping them from controlling me? Nothing. They trap me. They hold me down and torture me. I am afraid to sleep. It has been days since I last shut my eyes. I fear the thought of sleep. When I close my eyes, I can feel it overpowering my body. Constricting my chest. You may ask why this is happening, or when it all started. I wish I didn’t know the answers to that. Unfortunately, I know exactly why it’s happening. I let my curiosity get the best of me. And this time it’s slowly killing me.
By Desireé Marie8 years ago in Horror