psychological
Mind games taken way too far; explore the disturbing genre of psychological thrillers that make us question our perception of sanity and reality.
HAT MAN
The Top Hat Demon as he was called in the 18th century where its origins began. A demon I whispered to myself, not to alarm my kid sister who was siting next to me. Reading story after story of many people around the world who had seen this Hat Man as children made me stop for a minute to gather my thoughts. Walking to the kitchen window retracting the curtain I starred at the dark street with limited light upon it from an old light pole. Sighing, and realizing, I also saw the Hat Man.
By Miguel Ramirez3 years ago in Horror
A Wild and Unpredictable Day: A Story of Love, Adventure, and Overcoming Adversity
As Emily walked through the crowded streets of the city, she couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. She had been on edge all day, and she couldn't quite put her finger on what was causing her anxiety.
By AFFIRMATIONS3 years ago in Horror
White Knight
It seemed like every year, Kyle looked forward to snow. Living in North Georgia, he usually found his front yard full of the stuff sometime after Thanksgiving. Kyle fondly remembered the year a blizzard blew in days before Halloween, and they had to Trick or Treat in the snow. Kyle's Batman costume quickly got upgraded with a puffy jacket and some ski boots with snowshoes as he became some obscure snow Batman that his mom had found on one of those little toy check sheets Kyle had pinned on his wall. Kyle loved the snow and would spend hours playing outside, making forts, and having snowball fights with his friends. He only really came in if his parents made him, and only then until he warmed up enough to go back out.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
The Shining Light
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. She didn't know anything about the outside world, but she could sneak a peek of it via the window of his chamber. She looked out the window and saw a gorgeous blue sky with white clouds passing by; the glass had a tiny gap in the corner. Esmeralda, as she was also known, heard the kids laughing and playing off in the distance. She could see them running on the hillside covered in green grass and hear the birds singing to one another. She ate and drank every day, but she would always remember that this room formerly belonged to him. Then the vault opened and served her food, a casserole with rice and water. She sits in this room for her own mental health because her husband, who was imprisoned for a terrible crime and later committed suicide. Esmeralda had not left the compound in the last five years due to her inability to deal with the deaths of her husband and her mother, who passed away in the same room.
By Frances Helena3 years ago in Horror
A Moment of Despair
By the time we arrived at our destination, it was past midnight. The sky had a pale red hue, as the blood moon was partially obscured by heavy clouds. The night was long and tiring. We had been walking for three consecutive days, surviving on dates and dried meat. My legs were sore, covered in blisters filled with pus.
By Muangakili3 years ago in Horror
The Winter Lord
December is a time of cheer and goodwill for most of the world. People exchange gifts, sing songs, houses are decorated, big meals are eaten with friends and family. Molly didn't learn about any of this until after she left the village. She'd spent her first year away from home getting odd sidelong stares and hearing repressed mumbles as she asked about their preparations and inquired about their sacrifices. No one seemed to know about Him, which filled Molly with hope.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
