Rachel Dailey
Bio
I've always been a nerd when it comes to horror movies, fantasy and such. But other things that I do enjoy, I love to write stories, short stories, I'm even trying to write a book. I even try to make stories using my dreams.
Stories (8/0)
October 7th
It was a dark and stormy night, and Lisa was alone in her house. She had always been terrified of the dark, but tonight the fear seemed to be overwhelming. Every shadow seemed to move, every creak of the old house seemed to be a footstep. Lisa had tried to distract herself by watching TV, but even the noise and the flickering light couldn’t keep her mind off the darkness that surrounded her. She decided to go to bed early, hoping that sleep would bring her some peace.
By Rachel Dailey8 months ago in Horror
October 6th
Officer Jameson had seen his fair share of strange things in his career, but nothing quite like the old house on the outskirts of town. The locals whispered about it in hushed tones, claiming that it was haunted by a woman who died there many years ago. Jameson had never been one to believe in ghosts, but as he stepped out of his patrol car and approached the rundown, moss covered house, he couldn’t shake the feeling of unease that crept over him. The door creaked open as he pushed it, and the musty smell of neglect hit him like a wave. You can see the dust when he lit up his flashlight, and he began to make his way through the rooms. Every lightbulb in every room was broken, dark as night. As Jameson was walking through every room, with every step his footsteps echoed on the weakly timbered floors. When he approached the main stairwell, he heard a faint whisper, followed by a small laugh. The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.
By Rachel Dailey11 months ago in Horror
October 5th
Ever since I decided to move into a cabin in the mountains, I have had writer's block. I thought that the mountains would give me more motivation for my book, but so far, nothing. My publisher asked me to write something scary this time, so I had the idea to write about the sightings of this "Skinwalker". He was hesitant at first, but when I told him that I would travel and research about Skinwalkers first, he was on board for it. So, I did my research, and found out that there were sightings in Utah, in the mountains. I rented a cabin near the sightings by Skinwalker Ranch, at least that is what the locals call it. When I got to the cabin, I settled down and got my laptop set up to start the new book. Of course, though, not a single thought to start. So, I went out into the woods surrounding the cabin, looked around the area and, of course, nothing. I went to grab my camera thinking I might be able to catch evidence or clues, but like always, I found nothing. Then it hit me, remembering all the research I did, all the sightings that I found online, happened at nighttime. It was only three in the afternoon, so I went back to my cabin and waited for nightfall. I Thought to myself that I would take a nap until the moon rises. I sat on the couch drifting off to the comfort of the fireplace. I got woken up by an unrealistic shriek that almost sounded like an animal, but not like any animal I’ve ever heard. I noticed that it was around 10pm, and pitch black out, so this is the perfect time to go out and see what I can find. I grabbed my video camera, and set out on this dark skinwalking adventure. I probably walked about two miles trying to catch anything on my video camera, but I haven’t seen or heard anything. It’s already about midnight, so I decided to go back to the cabin. On my way back, I heard something rustling in the bushes next to me. Probably just a rabbit or a raccoon. I kept walking back towards the cabin while looking at the video footage to see if I caught anything at all. I heard the rustling again, but it sounded much closer. Thought nothing of it. I was able to see the chimney of the cabin, almost there. Then I heard right behind me, it sounded like rustling bushes. It sounded big. I decided to start video recording again, even though it sounded big, I slowly turned around. What I saw, in the bushes, glowing eyes. Whatever this thing is, it was hunched over. It started to stand up like a human being, I froze in place. When it started yelling, I ran, almost fumbling over my own feet. If I can just get to the cabin, I’ll be safe. I hear it behind me, chasing me. Feel like I’m going to collapse. I’m almost at the door, if I can just make it to the porch…
By Rachel Daileyabout a year ago in Horror
October 4th
Keith never cared about his appearance. Rarely showered, smelled all the time, and could barely fit at his desk because of how big he let himself get. His co-workers would make fun of him for it, but he didn't care. One day at work, a client came in inquiring about a loan he applied for. Keith had reviewed the application, but it didn't meet policy standards. Now Keith never really paid much attention when he got the job, and accepted the loan. The client was excited to finally start his own business. Later in the day, Keith's boss found out about the accepted loan, and was furious with Keith, and informed him that the loan didn't meet the standards. With a straight look on Keith's face, he was quickly fired. Unfazed by this action, he walked out from the front doors of the bank and headed home.
By Rachel Dailey2 years ago in Horror
October Nights
I hate that my parents made us move to a different state. What's so great about Nevada anyways? The fact that I started a new school in the middle of senior year was already horrifying as it is. I miss my friends already. This is the second time that I have become the new girl. And where I live is even worse; we live right near the woods that are off limits, which I thought was just weird. Every day I have to walk past the woods so I could get home faster. I never paid any mind to it. I plug in my headphones and just walk. The first week of school had already went by, and I guess it seemed okay. As soon as I got home from school, my younger brother Nate wanted to use my headphones ‘cause his broke. "Fine, but if you break these, you're giving me the money for new ones." "I promise not to break them, thank you Julie" he responded, and gave me a hug. I went up to my room to start on my homework, but for the first time ever, I decided to look out my window. It's actually kinda nice. Did I just say that? Not too far ahead, I could see the woods. And I could've sworn I saw something. It looked green. I'm probably just tired. I closed my shades so I wouldn't get distracted. Since I didn't have my headphones to listen to my music, I put on the television to see what's on. Came across something about witches putting curses on people. Thought it was interesting so I left it on. The second I laid on my bed, I fell asleep. Had a weird dream that I was running through the woods, but I couldn't see. It was really dark out. Next thing I know, Nate is waking me up for dinner. Apparently my parents had to stay late at work, so they left me in charge to feed us. "What do you want to eat then?" I asked while yawning. "I want mac ‘n cheese." He said with a smile, but he knows he can only have mac ‘n cheese once a week. "Fine, just don't tell mom and dad I made it for you." His way of thanking me was to jump on me. "Okay get off." I said with a little annoyance. "You're the best big sister ever!" He yelled, officially waking me up. We both went downstairs so I could start on dinner.
By Rachel Dailey3 years ago in Fiction
October Nights
It's almost unimaginable, being able to swim out in an open lake. To be weightless floating on top, or to see a whole new world from underneath. I always loved going fishing on this lake, always have with my father. Even after he had passed. I'll never forget his wild stories about seeing creatures in the lake, but I was never afraid. Always found it interesting instead, but they were just stories. He always had an imagination that goes beyond this world. It must be where I got my imagination. Anyways, this lake has meant a lot to me. I never actually keep the fish I catch, I release them back. Today seemed special for some reason. I packed up my tackle box, grabbed my fishing pole, and headed over with my boat. As soon as I approach the lake, I noticed that I was the only one here. Ok, not a big deal, more fish for me to catch and release. I'm out on my boat with my pole, and the line in the water. Suddenly, I feel strange sensation that I'm not alone. Just shrug it off I told myself, it's nothing. The water is really calm for some odd reason, the fish normally bite by now. It's been half an hour now. Did something scare them away? The only other large creature I know that's in this lake are two snapping turtles. Well it's almost dark out, I'll come back tomorrow, might have better luck then. I packed everything up and went home. I didn't even bother unpacking everything from the truck, didn't even make myself dinner. Just wanted to go to bed and get tomorrow started. The next morning when I woke up, I felt energized, excited to get back out on the lake. Damn, I am hungry though. I'll stop at the deli on the way there. Get my usual turkey and roast beef sub with cheese, olives, mayo and pickles. Yeah, I have weird taste in food. I'm waiting for my sandwich to be made, and I heard a couple guys that go fishing as well. Talking about that the cops discovered a body from the lake. "I'm sorry to interrupt, did you say the cops found a body"? I had asked them. "Yeah the patrolling cop from this morning found the body right by the dock." The other gentleman said with a frightened look on his face. He even explained that the body had bite marks, like a human. Didn't even look like teeth, more like sharp holes dug into his skin. That's really weird, I don't even know any aquatic animals that do that. Who knows, it could've been a bear that was close by. I shrugged it off, I just wanted to go fishing even more now. I ate the first half of my sandwich, and drove right to the lake. When I got there, I did see a cop hanging out there, and I noticed it was Harry, an old buddy of mine from college. He looked at me with an upset face though, probably about the body. "Hey John, I don't think it's a good idea for you to go fishing at the moment", he sounded like he was going to cry. "Why, what's going on Harry? I heard about a body." That's when Harry confirmed that the body was Sam. Another old college friend. Almost broke down myself in front of him. I want to go see it, but Harry won't let me. Must be that bad in shape. "Please Harry, can't I just fish just this one time. Sam used to go fishing with me." My voice quivered there for a moment. "Alright John, just this one time. Just don't go near the body. Please?" Although the curiosity crept over me, I agreed not to go near the body. I got all my stuff ready in the boat, I looked over to the corner of my eye, and I could see the feet of the body. The curiosity got even stronger, the more I thought about it as well. Harry stayed close to wait for the coroner to get the body. The sound of a loud speeding Porsche broke my concentration, as well as Harry's post on watch. Harry went after the speedster to pull him over, and most likely give him a ticket. After he left, I looked back over at what little I could see of the body. I felt like I had to, so I walked over to get a better look. The minute I saw the body, I felt that sandwich come back up. Oh my god! What kind of animal could do something like this? Holes in his neck, the size of toothpicks. His face, you couldn't even see it. The rest of his body, torn up like it went through a woodchipper. Whatever happened, it's quite obvious that it wasn't just one creature. It was more than one. Then at the corner of my eye, in the water, I saw something splash. I didn't actually see the thing, but it did sound big. Whatever it was that did this to Sam, it came from the water, I just know it. And I'm going to try and catch it. I grabbed the big stuff from the bed of my truck, and I geared up for whatever it is that's out there. With using the titanium fishing pole that my father had especially made for me, never understood why though. I waited like half an hour with regular bait, nothing yet. I also noticed that Harry hasn't come back yet. I decided to put different bait on the end, something a little bit more bloodier. I grabbed a chunk piece that you normally feed to a shark. Well look at that, not even five minutes in, already caught something. Damn, this thing is strong. I tried my damn hardest to reel this thing in, it actually started to bend my fishing pole. If I couldn't get this thing in my boat with this pull, it will break my rod in half. I gave it one last pull, I fell on my back. I looked up and what I saw, was unbelievable. Half fish, and half woman. Thrashing around its big fluke of a tail. She's beautiful though, but how could something so beautiful kill my friend. She looked at me, and I just looked back. I started to hear a song in my head, wow, I just don't have the words for how amazing she is. Then she just jumped back into the water. I rushed to the edge of my boat, trying to find her. I decided to jump in and look for her. First time being underwater here. I'm looking around my vicinity of what I could see to find her. Then I see something, I want to say about 10 meters in front of me. It's so cloudy underwater. I moved forward a bit, saw something move at the corner of my eye. I turned as fast as I could to see it. Then it happened again. They're everywhere, what is going on? Something is rushing at me, what is that? I went up to surface to catch some air, but before I could, something grabbed my foot. Right in front of me, a scaled creature, with really sharp teeth....
By Rachel Dailey3 years ago in Horror
October Nights
The air is crisp and cold. The wind brushes the leaves against my cheek. A cool autumn night, and a bright full moon. I'm walking home from the library in town, although I live on the other side of town, but it's not too far if I cut through the woods. I've never been afraid of walking through the woods at night, but this is the first time walking while there is a full moon. However, tonight especially, it gives me the comfort I need knowing that there's always some light in the midst of darkness. Who would've thought that walking alone at night could be so peaceful. Just the sound of the leaves crunching beneath my feet, the wind whispering, and the trees sawying back and forth. Suddenly, a fog just happened to roll in. As I continue further walking, the fog gets so thick, I can barely see. I hear a twig snap, making me jump a bit. I turned around to see what it was, but I can't see a thing in this thick fog. It was probably just a squirrel or a rabbit nearby. Where the heck am I now? It never really takes me this long to get back home. Looking at my cellphone for the time, it's 10PM. Great, my phone just died, so much for using my flashlight. I hear another twig snap, I jolt my head, making my neck crack. That really hurt. But the twig snap sounded really close, and quite frankly, pretty loud. As if it was a huge animal stepping on a fallen branch. I shrugged it off. At this point I just wanna get home. Trying to pick up my pace, as of now, my walking turned into speed walking. I hear another snap, right behind me this time. I stopped dead in my tracks, can't even see my own breath in this sheet of fog. Everything fell silent now. The wind stopped, the trees stood tall and still. What is going on tonight? Right behind me, an eerie sound. Like a large animal, growling. I slowly turned around, trying not to get myself scared. I hear the growling, but I don't see it. I tried to look a little closer, and I never thought I would see something so horrifying. All I see, bright eyes, like amber. It snarled, I can see it's sharp teeth, as if it was trying to smile. It's eyes met mine, and I'm only 5'5". That's when I knew how big this thing is. As soon as it took one step close, I bolted running. I can hear it chasing me, but I still can't see where I'm running to through this fog. All that's going through my mind is get out of these woods and somewhere safe. I can now see the edge of the woods, and a streetlight. My legs are throbbing from running. I rushed out into the middle of the street, I turned around, that thing, it stopped. I took a minute to catch my breath. Looking into the woods, it's steeped in fog. Where did it go? It stopped chasing me. That's odd. I'm just glad that I was able to find the road. I turned around to start walking, and bumped right into this gentleman standing right behind me.
By Rachel Dailey3 years ago in Horror
