Christopher Shavers
Bio
Start writing...I am the Author of Circus by Christopher Shavers and the Author in Faceless Entertainment. I love to write and perform. Be it me bringing nightmares to life in stories or my journey through poetry. Enjoy the Show.
Stories (34/0)
Carnival: Discharge
“They’re gone because of you.” Josh woke up screaming once again. It was only getting worse. It had been six months since he was rescued from Sunny. Though Sunny, physically, escaped. Josh was very much haunted by the events. He had convinced himself that everyone was only being nice to him because they felt bad for him. He already felt bad enough for being the only survivor. He didn’t want their charity.
By Christopher Shavers3 months ago in Horror
Carnival: Knock Knock
A female and male couple stumbled through the front door of a cabin. Kissing all over each other, they comment on how great of an idea it was to steal her dad’s keys. They justify it by saying her dad hasn’t done anything with the place for years and how he was trying to get other family members to take the property from him. As the male kissed along her neck, asking why wouldn’t anyone want to live there. She said she didn’t understand why. In between breaths, they complimented the cabin while comparing it to each other. The smooth surface of the floor, the crystal decorations being very clean, the animal fur rug being well maintained, the wood being strong. As they began to undress, there were two knocks at the door. Annoyed, the male went over to see who it was.
By Christopher Shavers3 months ago in Horror
Carnival: Sarah Is Sick
A nasty storm had swept the mountain range where Teresea’s Home For The Lost was located. A nun named Maria was looking out the window with a teenage girl named Bab. Maria commented how the rain brings life to plants. Bab remarked how rain never does anything except put people to sleep. Maria reminds her that nuns should have a more positive outlook on life. Bab reminded her that she wasn’t a nun, her parents just sent her there to keep her from having premarital sex. Maria went on to talk to her about the power of faith and kindness. Bab rolled her eyes and continued looking out the window. Bab asked Maria if she could see something crawling towards the gates. Maria looked out the window and saw what appeared to be a person crawling towards the gates. Maria and Bab hurried to help.
By Christopher Shavers3 months ago in Horror
Carnival: You're Going To Laugh
Josh woke up in his hospital bed. Staring at the ceiling, he thought about how hard he could hit the floor if he jumped from the ceiling. He smirked at how ridiculous the idea was. Telling himself that he would have to learn how to stand again first. Swiftly deflating himself telling himself, out loud, “Like I have a reason to walk anymore.”
By Christopher Shavers3 months ago in Horror
Carnival: Escape
A new business had just opened. It was called Net Komnaty. It was advertised as the first mall turned multi layered escape room. Each wing of every floor had three escape rooms. Rooms connected by photo studios, playrooms, waiting rooms, vendors, and gift shops. With a large food court on the main floor, 27 unique escape rooms, amazing deals, and promises of unforgettable times. Net Komnaty was eagerly anticipated by all ages.
By Christopher Shavers3 months ago in Horror
Carnival: Nightingale
A dark red grand piano sat in the middle of a room with glossy black tile all along the floor. One wall was completely glass hosting built-in color-changing lights with water on the opposite side. The rest of the room had white tables inside of deep purple booths on slightly elevated carpets on the black-tiled main floor. The wallpaper was black with green vine print all over. The ceiling was crystal stylized glass with color-changing lights. The double doors by the glass wall were a solid white with a marble frame and archway on both sides, accented with gold but no windows. The double doors opposite to them were simple black swinging doors with circular windows, leading to the kitchen. But there was a dark red single door on the last wall in between booths with pink, black, purple, and red glitter on it. Standing out thanks to the sign over it reading, “Pleasure Hall” in purple-red stained silver on a gold plaque. This was the decor of the exclusive performance club known as “Nightingale”.
By Christopher Shavers3 months ago in Horror
Carnival: Carol of The Bells
A young man named Alex was bored on a bus taking him to his childhood home. The snow was light but the bus was silent. His older sister, Mary, was supposed to get on at the next stop. Though it had been five years, it felt longer. Yet, he was somewhat excited to see her and their dad. He remembered that his last Christmas with his family was also the last time he saw his mother alive.
By Christopher Shavers4 months ago in Horror
Carnival: Children's Toys
Charlie was a small boy, no more than 5. Charlie’s favorite thing was cookies and stuffed animals. In that order. One day, Charlie was playing in his dad’s backyard. He had come to like being there with all his toys. He didn’t mind all the yelling anymore. If it got bad, he would close his eyes and imagine playing with the toys. He knew he could always be happy in his imagination with his toys. Something always interrupted though. Like when his father pulled him from the backyard, through his mom’s house, past his mom holding her fancy clear cup, past his dad, into the car, and headed to his father’s house. This is how Charlie understood weekends.
By Christopher Shavers4 months ago in Horror
