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Day of Tomorrow
Running, Panting, Wheezing, I am sick of it, I just need to relax, I can do that when I am dead, right now I need succeed in my goal.I dropped myself down next to a banged up abandoned SUV and took a massive deep breath even with this gas mask I have on it’s still hard to breath as if the gas is to strong and thick. I looked around, on my right I can see a lifeless corpse staring into an opened heart shaped locket, her body looks like a skeleton with a slab of skin on her, looking up and the sky looks as orange and green to it with a slim of purple streaks here and there. You can see a few streaks of oranges and greens in the air right in front of me.
By Dawson Davis5 years ago in Horror
Ghosts and Mirrors
I will never forget the stories my grandmother used to tell me when no one was around. My family was super religious so they did not approve of anything that was not in the bible or about becoming a better Christian. After a particularly scary tale she would remind me that I was not to breathe a word of it to anyone. I was little at the time so I didn’t think anything of it. It was our little secret. I loved secrets, they made me feel important and special.
By Knucklez Deveraux5 years ago in Horror
Abaddon
Sebastian stood at the large viewing window that overlooked the small observation room of the underground lab. Inside stood the figure that held his attention completely. A woman with matted blonde hair thrashed wildly against her chains. Guttural sounds protruded from her petite, slender figure in a way that would make people of the old world claim she was possessed. And in a way she was. Sebastian stared in silence, his eyes flicking between the heart-shaped locket with the picture of his ten-year-old girl, and the naked, unkempt woman that stood on the other side of the glass. His eyes filled with sorrow and his heart with guilt. It was a grief he had never been allowed to voice to her. Because this was his daughter. His Helen. And her mind had been twisted by Abaddon—the bioweapon he helped create.
By Kenneth Michel5 years ago in Horror
The Forsaken
On the shores of once upon a long time ago, an old, abandoned shrine stands guard over the dilapidated, little town of Orinshire. Each and every night, as the sun approaches the horizon, the strong, solemn staccato of the shrine’s bell punctuates the quiet shuffle of life below. The streets empty of people, in unison everyone files into their ramshackle homes; ‘closed’ signs simultaneously snap in storefronts; and a resounding ‘click’ of doors locking into place echoes throughout the forsaken town.
By Heather Holliday5 years ago in Horror
A Cautionary Tale for the Future of the Human Race
Entry #1237 July 4th 2089 I fear I won’t be able to make entries after today. Supplies have grown scarce. I have started to succumb to hunger and become delirious but I must complete this entry. Not only so the truth can be known, but also because I can no longer carry the weight of this guilt, for my role in the events leading up to this. My whole life I’ve lived by the mantra of Do No Harm. On November 3rd 2085 I failed to uphold that oath, and I failed humanity on a scale that, at the time, I just couldn’t have fathomed. On that day my team would change the course of humanity and ultimately the downfall of the human race, and it all started with a heart shaped locket.
By Phoenix Carter5 years ago in Horror
Children of La Llorona
Here in south Texas, most children grow up hearing the story of La Llorona. Bedtime stories on the border are not dainty nursery rhymes but stories that help us understand the danger and beauty of the world. From the safety of our lamplit rooms we begin to understand the commingled pain and joy of life. When we were children the stories simply seemed transportive: terrifying, amazing, portals to another time or place. It wasn’t until I was older that I realized the storytellers of my family - grandmothers, mother, aunts - were telling me something of this world.
By Kate Phillips5 years ago in Horror
The Day The Ground Fell
She leapt down from the ladder as the sky growled and rumbled. The first drops fell from the nothingness above, and she was relieved to have made it back in time. It wasn’t like her former self had imagined acid rain, but it stung, like hot fat spitting from a frying pan, and like hot fat, it only ignited the fires more.
By Georgina Smith5 years ago in Horror
Burning Sun
Day: seventeen, entry no: eight: The sun is especially hot today, burning onto my back as though I’m an ant beneath a magnifying glass. The sun is playful, to be frank. He’s sneaky, sly, and almost cruel. He grins from above a thin veil of lazily moving storm clouds but still burns me as if he were unhindered. I can barely hold my pencil, the sweat and ash on my fingers are making my hands too slippery. I pried the locket on my neck from the broken carcass of a man who’d stopped moving for too long and been burned to death- apparently too old to continue the constant chase, from what I can tell.
By Lucie Reeves5 years ago in Horror
Experiment 426
Chapter 1 I’m reviewing the footage of the security cameras at a house that I’m house sitting, when I notice something. As I watched it sent shivers down my spine. He was long, lengthy, and in all black. I watched the figure slowly make its way to the room i was in, that's when i noticed i was shaking fearfully. Then the figure looked directly at the camera and gave the most horrifying , the most inhuman, savage like smile i've ever seen. Its smile went from ear to ear. Its eyes were bloodshot red.
By Dezirae Hooten5 years ago in Horror
