Annie Marie Morgan
Bio
I mainly do horror. Right now I mostly post on the Nosleep sub on Reddit so that's where my other stories are, though the really old ones are only backed up on here. Hoping to explore more traditional horror structures on here.
Stories (6/0)
Minerva's Owl
My little cousin Minnie is a talented artist but the owl painting was by far her worst work. I'd been working with her all summer and I could honestly say it was the only one that appeared to be done by a girl her age. She was just six years old but already showing talent that was impressive, bordering on prodigious.
By Annie Marie Morgan4 months ago in Horror
The Eye in the Gap
One of my earliest childhood memories involves telling my mom about the eye that watched me from the doorway. I don’t remember the first time I saw the eye, even then it was just a part of my life. But I distinctly remember trying to explain to her in whatever broken english I was speaking at that point in my development, that there was an eye that followed me everywhere I went.
By Annie Marie Morgan4 months ago in Horror
Why I Stopped Babysitting
The last day I spent with Addy started with a long novel of a text message at six am. His mom, Kathy, had an out of town family emergency. She was incredibly vague about what was actually happening, but insisted that it was urgent, and that I really needed to watch Addy for the day. Since I was on break, and I liked Addy slightly more than I disliked Kathy, I told her I was on my way. When I stepped in the door, she stepped out. She looked disheveled, to say the least.
By Annie Marie Morgan4 months ago in Horror
A Letter From Next Halloween
Every weekend my dog wakes me up at seven AM sharp. He doesn’t understand the concept of sleeping in. I take around five minutes to throw on some pants and find my glasses, and another five to get Bjorn ready for the morning walk and reach the path that runs through the woods. It’s another ten minutes to walk and we are back at the house by roughly 7:20. Since nobody else wants to be out that early it usually runs like clockwork, but that morning was different.
By Annie Marie Morgan4 months ago in Horror
Rubbernecking
The traffic jam started a few miles earlier than usual. I was used to things clogging up near the downtown exit, but after a few minutes of slowly crawling forward I tuned into the traffic report. There was an accident a few miles down, but they were cleaning it up so I decided to power through it on the highway and just deal with all the rubbernecking.
By Annie Marie Morgan4 months ago in Horror
The Blue Hole
Visiting the Blue Hole was a rite of passage for kids in our town. It was in the woods, but only about a five minute walk from some apartments. So it had mystery to it, but really, help was just a quick dash away. We weren't supposed to go there, and most kids didn’t actually swim in it. But if you dipped a toe in or drank a handful of the clear water, it meant you were brave. It was stupid, and dangerous. But that’s what kids do.
By Annie Marie Morgan7 months ago in Horror
