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Minnie Mouse to get her own horror movie
Minnie Mouse will have her own horror movie, to be titled Minnie's Midnight Massacre. The famous Disney character joins the trend of the horror genre that turns lovable children's characters into sinister entities. Minnie Mouse will be part of a sub-genre that has become successful in just three years. Bambi, Snow White and Winnie the Pooh, among others, have already been part of this subgenre to everyone's surprise.
By Ninfa Galeano7 months ago in Horror
The Clown That Comes Back
Hey. You wanna hear something really scary? I’m not talking about jump scares or monsters in movies. I’m talking about something that hides in your town. Something that looks like a clown but isn’t really a clown. Something that’s older than your grandparents, older than the town itself.
By Silas Blackwood7 months ago in Horror
Nothing Happens In Canada. Content Warning.
"Demon" "Demon!" I wobbled, lifting my head up to two of the same blurry women screaming and pointing their fingers at me. I clawed at my ears as if it was the only way to keep my brain secure. I didn't feel sick, but I felt light, that couldn't be a good sign either. My double vision cleared revealing one woman standing in front of me. I reached towards her trying to speak, but only a scratching growl escaped my throat. She screamed again as I tripped and fell to my knees. I lazily re-opened my eyes and took in my surroundings. I noticed water droplets falling heavily from the sky. I was in a storm, in a forest with mud splattered up my forearms and thighs. I felt... Incorrect. As if my body wasn't my own. I was dirty, pale, and I couldn't feel the cold air or the darts of water cutting into my skin. I had to find a doctor. While I tried to ground myself, I caught a glimpse of city lights shining through the rain. I pushed myself to my feet, ignored the women, and started my hike through the forest. "AHHHHH!" My arms were stiff and hard to move but I couldn't stand her screeching. Why won't she stop? What did she say before? Was it... Demon?
By Amber Fierce7 months ago in Horror
The Baby Monitor That Heard My Dead Sister's Voice
I was never the kind to believe in ghosts. Growing up, my sister Emily was the one who stayed up reading horror novels under the covers, watching ghost hunting shows with wide eyes, and insisting the attic door sometimes opened on its own. I was the older, grounded one. Practical. Skeptical. The kind who turned off the lights and said, "There’s no such thing," while she begged to keep the hallway light on.
By Muhammad Sabeel7 months ago in Horror
