Billy Mitchell
Bio
Daylight makes me more anxious than moonlight.
Originally from Maine, now living in NJ and NYC.
I like surprises, but I hate being tickled.
Stories (5/0)
The Jigsaw Puzzle
When Penny was a little girl of six or seven or eight years old she went to visit her great-aunt, who lived deep in the woods in a small cabin built between two giant pine trees. She loved to visit her old aunt because there were all sorts of fun old-fashioned games and clothes and other things tucked away in the small cabin.
By Billy Mitchell2 years ago in Horror
The Tree Stump
This is a true story. I know because I was there. When I was about 6 years old, my older brother Timmy was always in trouble. He liked to play pranks and make mischief, and he was always being punished. He got spankings, he was grounded, he had his toys taken away — but nothing seemed to stop him from misbehaving.
By Billy Mitchell2 years ago in Horror
The Miller’s Daughter
Skip Chamberlain is too drunk to be driving tonight. The pool-bottom blue digital clock in the dash gleams 11:11, and he thinks to himself “make a wish, asshole.” Miller’s Mill Road winds wet and black through the trees, and Skip stares zombie-like through the drizzle at the pavement sliding beneath his old Ford. “I wish I’d see The Miller’s Daughter,” he mutters to himself.
By Billy Mitchell2 years ago in Horror