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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.
Jonny Depp Is Michael Jackson?
I was in my mid to late teens when Michael Jackson died. I knew he was famous. But I didn’t know why or who he was. It was just a normal day for me—aside from my co-workers, many of whom were very sad to hear the news. At the time I was on a Johnny Depp kick. Appreciating his works such as The Secret Window, and Benny and Joon—a strange mix of movie genres.
By Ruby Steel7 years ago in Horror
The Brookwest Horror
Introduction Mannequins. They’re relatively simple things, always around nearly every corner of every store in every mall. They never seem to catch your eye, never serving any other purpose but to display clothing; nothing more than a passing banality. However, on rare occasions, something does catch your eye.
By Dr Joel LaNacey7 years ago in Horror
The Nightmare Chronicles
Nightmares. Bad Dreams. Psychic Visions. Night Terrors. Bad Omens. A bad day turned into an even worse night. Nightmares occur all over the world. Every person in the world has had a nightmare at some point in their life. Some haunt us. Some are recurring. Some may only have a nightmare here and there. Some are traumatic. Some can, on rare occasions, even be comical.
By Ruby Steel7 years ago in Horror
Neighbours (Part 7)
1AM I can't sleep. It's as if the thought of him is ingrained so deep in my mind I cannot duck my head out, and it consumes me, yet it's still comforting somehow. I wonder when he's going to come. I hope it's soon. I turn around, my left cheek on top of the pillow facing the dark corners of my room. I soon give up though; I can't even close my eyes. I'm too awake to be laying in silence, so I decide to help myself to a glass of water.
By Eugenia Moreno7 years ago in Horror
Sympathy
“Please understand that this is my punishment, not just yours,” Satan said. Chris just stared at him, metaphorically. Everything he was or did appeared to be metaphor since he died, as he had no actual substance. Just a damned soul, existing in some sort of otherness without form. But still, this interaction was somehow happening. He was hearing Satan and he was responding with a blank stare, even if he had no ears to hear or eyes to glaze over. But he was sure whatever he had, they were glazed over.
By Byondhelp Photography7 years ago in Horror
