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An Ode to Time
It’s cold. No colder than normal; just enough to place a layer of ice on every surface and every door and every hand. Just enough that anyone outside during the night would come in with blue lips and frost-bitten limbs. Just enough that you don’t feel it after a minute or so, just enough that you begin to wonder if the air is warming around you. Just cold enough that you feel as though you are on fire.
Taylah EmbraPublished 3 years ago in HorrorDown Where
On the rooftop of her house, Violet was patching a few holes for her father while he was at work. It was a clear, quiet summer afternoon, there was virtually no other noises besides a few chirping birds and a couple dogs barking. As Violet started hammering she heard a faint mumbled whisper, she stopped and rapidly looked around but remembering she was on her roof she brushed it off. Again, she started hammering and then she heard it "....please...look...down...here..". Violet carefully walked to the edge of the roof, kneeled and looked down at her lawn but saw no one. She stood up and looked around her house but there was nobody around. Confused Violet tried to see if any of her neighbors were home however there were no cars or people anywhere in sight. Assuming that she was just hearing things Violet went back to fixing the holes, as she worked across the roof she could hear the mumbled whispers once or twice but she ignored it until she came to a hole right in front of her chimney. As Violet pulled off a roof shingle, she heard it loudly "....please...look...down...here". Violet stunned by the voice, looks at the only other place where there could possibly be someone talking from .... the chimney. As Violet slowly made her way to the chimneys opening, she grabbed both sides with each hand and very cautiously peered over the top. Her eyes searching for any type of movement or sign of life yet she sees nothings, as she begins to move away the voice speaks out once more "....please...look..down...here". Violet snaps her head back to the chimney only this time she immediately locks eyes with an old man. The man was shriveled up in the chimney, he looked as if he was in a hospital gown...covered in dry blood, soot and bird shit. Violet in shock and disbelief stays still and silent as the man weakly lifts his arm up towards her. Shaking uncontrollably, the man says "..reach..out..for..me", unable to wrap her head around the situation entirely that this was in fact reality Violet was frozen. Suddenly a car starts honking obnoxiously as it pulls up and blocks Violets driveway, looking in the direction of the noise she sees a blacked out Tahoe. As she looks to see if she can recognize the car, she aimlessly puts her hand in the chimney reaching for the man. Not feeling anything, Violet looks back down the chimney and the man was no longer there, in fact she can see clear down into the fireplace. Confused more than ever Violet tries to understand what has just happened, she hears two car doors slam as she looks back towards her driveway she sees 2 men walking to her front door...
Destiney ThomasPublished 3 years ago in HorrorThe Devil Tried to Take Me
Amanda had sleep paralysis; which sometimes meant while she slept, she was unable to move her body but still be able to hear and see everything around her. She was sleeping over her cousin Leann's house while her Aunt Matilda was away on a work retreat. Amanda and Leann had fallen asleep in the living room; they had just finished watching the Descent - it was at the ending showing all the credits when suddenly Amanda heard a thud. At first, she decided to ignore it, thinking it was the TV only to hear the thud again and louder. Realizing it can't be the TV, Amanda opens her eyes to see around the room - something in the corner of the room catches her eye. As she laid there and stared in the same direction for a few seconds, she finally saw it. Panicking Amanda tries to get up - but she can't, so she attempts to again and nothing. She realized she needed to calm herself down to try to move again, Amanda closed her eyes only when to open them she no longer sees the thing in the corner. It was dark, the dim light of the TV gave off the little light to see the living room - frantically looking around Amanda starts to cry. Still unable to move, Amanda tries to wake up her cousin Leann - trying to open her mouth to speak was impossible at the moment. Overwhelmed with panic and fear, Amanda could not prepare herself for what was to come. She closed her eyes again, as she tried to calm herself down - only to feel it didn't help when she tried to move. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw this thing standing near the edge of the couch where her feet were. Her eyes were bulging with tears, looking at this tall, lanky figure with nothing but its eyes glowing red - it reached its hands out and grabbed Amanda by her ankles - its rubber-like hands burned her skin, it started to drag her off the couch. As soon as Amanda hit her head on the floor, it was as if her body woke up - she starts to scream and attempts to kick her ankles free. The figure hissed at Amanda and began to drag her faster, heading towards the basement door.
Destiney ThomasPublished 3 years ago in HorrorDear Sontah
Dillion was on his way to jury duty on Christmas Eve, it began to snow heavily on the drive there as Dillion pulled into a space in the parking lot he notices that the lot is basically empty. While parking the car, he sees something black run across the empty lot out the corner of his eye. When he turned his head to look, there was nothing there. Uneasy, Dillion searches the lot for any signs of movement but he sees none. Finally, he gets out of his car cautiously, heading towards the building he can’t help but feel a knot in his stomach. As he reaches the door, he tells himself that everything is okay and he’s just upset to be at the courthouse instead of with his family. Walking inside almost immediately everyone’s head turns to him, surprised and confused to see anyone walk through the door. Dillion coughed as he looked at the two man who stood behind the security desk, he notices that the men are plainly dressed but heavily armed. Unsure if there was a mix-up with the dates Dillion spoke out to them,
Destiney ThomasPublished 3 years ago in HorrorIn Search of the Feast
1 Silence fills the dimly lit room. A shard of light slithers through the curtains and illuminates the slowly floating dust. A young man, alone, stirs in his sleep as the traffic noise from the busy city outside starts to grow. He is waking up. Squinting, he checks the time on his phone which bathes him in blue light. 12:19 PM. He groans and collapses his head back on the bed while tossing his phone back on the bedside drawers.
John MoroneyPublished 3 years ago in HorrorJellico Tennessee - The Bag Man
Until recently I thought that the Bag Man was a story that the adults in my family had made up to scare me and my siblings. It was a good story to keep us from wondering too far from the house and to keep us in our yard.
Rebecca Lynn IveyPublished 3 years ago in HorrorThe only way
The day Sheree was set to move out of her mother's apartment. It was raining so hard and fast that she was soaked before she reached the jeep as soon as Sheree walked outside. Sheree had just a few boxes left to load into her jeep. So she decided to wait till the rain slowed down.
Laura mcleanPublished 3 years ago in HorrorLittle Black Book
It was a dark, dusty, disgusting day. The sky was pitch black and shadowy. The climate was shrinking to a minus degree. The fog was slowly expanding. In such a weather that screamed the imperativeness of staying inside, I bravely stepped outside the front door of my haven and headed down the street. It had been months since I had visited the outside, and I knew if I failed to push myself to go out today, I did not know when I next would. The comfort of the bubble I had created for myself at home was starting to engulf my complete existence. However, if there was one place that came close to that feeling of assurance, it was the small high street library that bravely stood a few streets away. For as far back as my memory serves me, I had been visiting that library. Whether it be the early trips I took with my grandad at the age of 5, or the weekend visits I made with my sister at age 11 as part of our walks; that place had always been the place to go for when I needed an escape. So much so, that I was certain I had read every book in the fiction section at least twice. However today was the day that confidence was going to be doubted for the very first time. The journey to the library was usually around a fifteen-minute walk. With my eyes on the road, my mind in the clouds, and my eardrums dancing to the sound of the kpop music blasting through my earphones, I headed on my way.
BEHIND THE MIRROR
I have created a life that is entirely my own. Like a puzzle, every piece rests in its perfect place and creates the perfect image. It isn’t my business that every now and then the table that it’s made on shakes.
Arden GracePublished 3 years ago in HorrorA Thousand Drops
How long have I been in this dark place? Cut off from the day, separated from my future, with nothing but my painful past to while away the present. Every passing moment brings another drop. It is my torture. Drop, drop.
Scott D. WilliamsPublished 3 years ago in HorrorHydra's Wake Writing Exercise
“I’ve heard the legends of the Hydras and how they hunt, but never in my wildest dreams would I figure that I’d be face to face with one.” I said to Joe.
The Stranger
It was one of those days. You know the ones where you start to wonder about life and what it means. Whether your life would have been different had you chosen a different path. That type of day.
Liss SuarezPublished 3 years ago in Horror