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Folklore & Family
The cold was a welcome distraction from my current miserable state. Although, I regretted not grabbing a warmer jacket. I tugged it closer as another gust of wind blew. I rubbed my hands together and blew hot air onto them. Not bringing gloves was another oversight. My already sensitive skin would pay for it come morning.
By Laurel Mora5 years ago in Horror
Under the Cover of Darkness
The air that leaks from the cracks of my window is cold, I can feel its icy breath down the back of my neck as the heater in my room broils below. It is a multi-sensory experience, like the hot waters and cool pools of a Russian bath, at least I think it is.
By Julieanne Lozano5 years ago in Horror
Park Owl
People had been disappearing at night. The news had barely spoken about any of the victims, but we all knew. Things get around in a small town like this. I'm a night summer time jogger and have been since high school. Most people hate to run, but I love nothing more than to strap on my headphones and just go where the night breeze takes me. Because of the recent disappearance I have been staying in, the stagnation was starting to bother me more than the thought of winding up missing. two of the girls had gone to my high school, they were the type of girls who snuck out often to be with boys their parents didn't know they knew, no one was surprised when they didn't come home. Mrs. Smith however was the opposite of that. Just a sweet old lady who like to watch Judge Judy reruns and quilt. She went missing from her back yard, the only thing they found of her was a single house shoe with a drop of her blood on it, no footprints of anyone but her... almost as though she had been taken by air. Ill miss her, my mom used to go do welfare checks on her, just to be a nice neighbor, she was always talking about owls, how much she loved them, how to always be sure to respect them. I shook my head, I need air. Ill take my phone, some mace, and my pocket knife I thought, I will be fine. I took off on my favorite path along Woodward Park and headed up a hill to the right, I could see a tree with a bench under it in the moonlight. I'll stop there to rest, then head home, I told myself.I reached the tree and sat down. the town looked like a city of stars, no one could know the pains this city has held by looking at it like this I thought and decided to snap a picture with my phone, my screen turned on ultra bright and briefly blinded me as it lit up. Above me I heard a shreek and the cracking of limbs. I about jumped out of my skin as i shown my light up to see what moved beyond me. Hidden amongst the branches was what i could make out as an owl, but, this had to be some kind of different owl, it was huge! bigger than i was by far, and its face, looked....off, skeletal, sunken, dark, all excepts its eyes, its eyes were glowing this greenish yellow. i lowed my light and chucked to myself nervously. its just a stupid owl, i said to myself, calm down. your a big ugly bird now aren't you? well have your tree, I'm off. as I turned to jog back a deep voice from behind me spoke, you shouldn't laugh. my blood ran cold. without turning around i asked, did you just talk? i was met with complete silence for a moment, then a subtle, normal owl hoot. i laughed hard at this, for sure my mind needed a rest. talk of killers had me all worked up. i started down the hill when i noticed a shadow around me, the moon was bright and this was an open path, i looked up and nearly lost my mind. it was following above me! huge, the wingspan twice as wide as my height. Kicking it into high step, and forcing myself to push past, just as i started to realize that I'm running from a bird and this is probably in my mind, it spoke again and relieved all doubts i had that i needed to run faster. "you shouldn't have laughed, you disrespectful thing, i will clean your bones, you will grow my wing' having to think fast as i did not want to lead this creature to my house i dipped across the bike path, off the park property and across traffic. Out of the frying pan and into the fire, i saw headlights coming right for me and then the car swerved and hit a nearby tree. i rushed over to see if the driver was okay but before i could get to him he was out of the car and cussing at me about my carelessness. withing a moment, the owl descended on the man, plucking his eyes from his skull as he screamed and then his tongue. i was horrified. the monstrous owl lifted the still alive man into the air and took off with him. paralyzed in fear I stood there then another approaching car shook me from my daze and i ran the rest of the way home. That's been days now, I haven't left home. people keep disappearing but no one is searching for them and I know why. its out there, even now, in my neighbors tree waiting for me. foods been running low, but the pizza guy never made it to the door. i don't know why its here or what we did to upset it, but I dont think its going away anytime soon.
By The Fairy Shaenna Dixon-Ray5 years ago in Horror
Owl Eyes
We each had our reason for returning. He, for revenge, she for love and I, for truth. I cannot speak for the memories of my siblings, but I can still hear the fire engine blaring, winding up the curvy road so fast I thought it would veer off and add to the destruction of that night. The air was so dense with smoke, I was unable to see that my parents were not close behind me as I ran through the front door, clumsy with lack of sight and air…
By Stefani Vail5 years ago in Horror
Her
As I sat there on the beach, seeing Nayeli’s body swiftly being carried away by the current of the river, I wondered how long I would last without her. I knew I couldn’t simply move on. Things would never be the same. To be honest, in our short time together she had taught me so much. The changes that came with being her friend were more than apparent. Nayeli wasn’t a good person though. I was drawn to her because of the way she made me feel. I felt purpose with her. I had always just wandered through life aimlessly, hoping one day something big would happen to me and give me a reason for living. Nayeli lived life with resolve. I think it would be painfully typical to say she’d lived every day like it was her last, but she truly did. Everyone and everything were a chance for excitement. Being with her was like always being at the top of the rollercoaster right before it falls. She was fire and she lit up everything in her path. I was one of the things in her path and I was ignited. But just like everything must go up, it must come down. She scorched my life, and so I killed her.
By Mariahleigh Bechtel-Occhi5 years ago in Horror
Hunters Gather.
The prey had been too sure of itself - too secure of its place in a world which had been lightened somewhat by the brightening dawn. That had always been his time. The time in-between night and day; of quiet and solitude, where all was still and caution lay forgotten. This time had been no different.
By Ygraine Rodgers5 years ago in Horror
Saving Grace
Twigs snap under my feet, no matter how much I wish to step silently. My breath turns to fog as it leaves my lips, the cold December air creeps under my cloak looking for exposed skin. I hear a distant shout from behind me, to the west I think, they've found my trail.
By Charlotte Jones5 years ago in Horror
