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Horror fiction that delivers on its promise to scare, startle, frighten and unsettle. These stories are fake, but the shivers down your spine won't be.
The Spirit of Vengeance
It has been twenty days since humanity ceased to exist. I expected equanimity but all I have in my heart is fear. I must keep moving. The fate of humanity was brutal but cannot be compared to that which I will experience if at any point I am found. Every second of every day, he draws closer. Often, I hear his cries; infantile screams impassioned with the greatest level of pain. The noise from this creature echoes the screams encompassing Earth on that good day in which the scourge was cleansed at my hand. That day, I felt nothing for those melting before my eyes. I knew it was a necessary sacrifice for the creation of a calmer existence. However, humanity was not the only curse afflicted on this reality. This I know now, and I wish I had known it earlier.
By Aimee Wilson5 years ago in Horror
The Flight
Where the clouds roam and the winds gust there is a peak. It isn’t the highest or even all that beautiful. Just a barren peak that juts into the clouds. Often, I pass over the peak or just by it. Each time I look at the smooth rocks interspersed with jagged ones that sit on the rocky face. They never move and are always in the same place. Being a rock must be boring I think each time I pass by the peak. Stuck in the same spot for years, the same side facing the sun while the other consistently sits in darkness.
By Jena Tapia5 years ago in Horror
Family Whispers
I can still remember as a child walking into my grandmother’s living room and hearing the thunder of silence as the adult’s whispered conversations came to an abrupt end whenever they were talking about my Aunt Juanita. I never met her, but I picked up pieces of information about her along the way, sometimes listening down the hall when the grownups would think I was asleep. It seems many families have dark secrets and it appears mine is no different. I would hear my grandmother console my aunt and tell her that Aunt Juanita was mentally ill and she did not mean the awful things she wrote in her letters. My aunt Sally, who was her younger sister, said it was more than that. She said Juanita was a normal little girl, but it all changed in the barn when she was around eleven. Aunt Sally said she became interested in spiritual things and began doing rituals from an old book she found in a house that had been abandoned a few miles from their cotton farm. Aunt Sally said one time Aunt Juanita set up circles of candles in the barn and invited her to participate in a conjuring, but Aunt Sally said she was frightened terribly and ran back to the house and told no one.
By John Stephens5 years ago in Horror
The Deathmonger's Daughter
There is no guide book for what one is meant to do after discovering a dark family secret. At no point in elementary or middle school do you have class and the teacher says, “today students, we are going to go over what to do when you discover that your very own father is a Deathmonger.” And certainly there is no follow up lecture, Being A Deathmonger, A Familial Obligation You Cannot Escape. Maybe there will be one once I reach High School but seeing as I learned all this today at the age of Thirteen those will hardly be any use to me then.
By Olivia Servaes5 years ago in Horror
The Owl
It started about 3 months ago. I would notice he, then he, I. Truth be told, I am not sure who would notice who first, if there’s even a chance he hadn’t noticed me first every time. What I do know, is that his presence was never unnoticed. Unnervingly eerie. Until that night.
By Casey Xavier5 years ago in Horror
Sanguine Shadows
The night was still and strange; full of a thousand different sounds that should be but were not. Arvell Missick had left the cozy quiet of the cabin he shared with his wife, Sabine, to step into the unnatural silence of the wooded land around them. Not a sound penetrated the night's stillness, making Arvell’s steady breathing seem as loud as trees felled one after the other.
By Ashlei Johnson5 years ago in Horror
