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Liars into Lessons Part 4
I don't take my time with the harlot because the sound of someone dropping the toilet seat down clicks through the silence of the apartment and let's me know that at least one of my main targets is awake. Which annoys me because she is an adulterer, which I loathe nearly as much as I do liars, and as such she deserves the slow, painful death that befits her kind. Unfortunately, I just cannot take the chance that playing with her will alert the remaining two to my presence.
By Rhys B. Crabtree8 years ago in Horror
'Daddy's Little Girl' (2012)
France, Japan, Korea: these have always been the countries that have smothered the market on brutality in revenge films. Movies such as Martyrs and I Saw the Devil are remembered as much for their original stories as they are for their terrifying scenes of torture and pain. But from this point on, never let it be said that Australia isn’t making its own valiant effort at running with the pack. Because I honestly don’t think I’ve ever had to look away from a movie as often as I did from Chris Sun’s Daddy’s Little Girl.
By Zac Parton8 years ago in Horror
Cloak Guy
It was a normal school day. My friend Sharon and I were sophomores in high school. She had her license; I didn't. So, as you can assume, we were always in her car. We drove to school together, she dropped me back off at home afterward. Unless it was a Friday night. Well, you guessed it, it's a Friday.
By Katherine Shear8 years ago in Horror
The Butcher's Pride
I was a child then, not the monster I am now. I remember it like it was yesterday. It burns in my mind till this very day. I was six years old going on seven, it was raining the day it happened, so that’s why I despise any kind of rain, even a storm, it just reminds me too much of that day. And it was on my birthday so I hate my birthday also …. It was that day, I found my dad dead in the kitchen, with a knife stuck in his back. But I didn’t know my mother had done it till I was ten. Five years had to pass for me to know, she even confessed it, that crazy woman confessed it. I feared her from then on. It was not until I turned ten that I knew I could call somebody, but who? To take my mother away and get her some help so she won’t do this again.
By Daniella Farras8 years ago in Horror
What Is Trance Mediumship?
As a trance medium and somebody who experiences psychic stuff daily, which doesn’t change on account of my medication, I am a channel. I’m not the sort of trance medium who lets spirits take over though. This may be dangerous for my mental health. I do not just lend my body to anybody who asks. Trance may be considered the strongest degree of control, as there are different types of trance states from light trance to deep trance. I’m not into a deep trance. It could make me catatonic or something and it is often the first thing spidery (my psychic ability) says to me about attempting this.
By Iria Vasquez-Paez8 years ago in Horror
5 Reasons Jason Voorhees Is One of the Greatest Slashers
Slasher movies, much like their monsters, never seem to die. The genre's foundations were laid by films like The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, and solidified by John Carpenter's infamous Halloween. Since those days, we've seen hundreds of masked murderers, supernatural and otherwise, be labeled as slashers. While many of their myths have faded into obscurity, there are several names that stand tall. Michael Myers, Freddy Krueger, Chuckie, Leatherface. But perhaps the most recognizable, and one of the most infamous among them, is the hockey-masked avatar of teenage demise Jason Voorhees.
By Neal Litherland8 years ago in Horror
Obsessed
You know those urban legend stories our parents told us all the time as kids? They would always tell us that they were real, but we never really believed them because of how silly it sounded. Like of that little boy killing his older sister, maybe a boy stalking a camp or even a man who haunts you in your dreams. All of those stories sound real, don't they? Well they're not, but mine is. One that is so bone chilling that you'll wish I never told you, and nor do I. I wish that what I'm about to tell is all just a dream. A figment of my imagination. Fake. But it wasn't.
By Kaira Ambroisa8 years ago in Horror
Liars Into Lessons Part 2
I carefully set the glass down on the welcome mat and roll my eyes at how cheery it is. Welcome to our home! It never fails to surprise me just how brainless people can be. Reaching into my pocket I pull out my tools and get to work on the simple deadbolt. I lean heavily against the doorjam while I work, swaying on my feet every so often like I'm drunk and struggling to get my keys to cooperate. It's dark on the "porch" that runs the length of the building, my liars having turned off the light once everyone arrived home and went to bed for the night. So stupid, leaving themselves open like this with a welcome mat that invites anything in, let alone a humanoid monster.
By Rhys B. Crabtree8 years ago in Horror
