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First Time Home Alone
She was only about 12 years old. It was the first night her mom could go out without having to work, in over a month. However, her step dad was a truck driver and on the road, and the normal sitter was in the hospital. Her mom couldn't resist thought, though. It would only be a couple of hours.
By Kayla Lynn Waksmonski5 years ago in Horror
The Devil Made Me Do It!
Hey, everybody! Who loves a good, spooky true story to go with a horror film? I, for one do. So tonight I bring you the true story of the possession of David Glatzel & the trial of Arne Johnson. The case was known as "The Demon Murder Case". There was an episode from the paranormal show "A Haunting", and the episode entitled "Where Demons Dwell" (Filmed in 2006) featured both Debbie Glatzel & Arne Johnson. We are also are going to be talking about the new film The Conjuring 3- The Devil Made Me Do It, adding a little movie review into the mix!
By Tori Montani5 years ago in Horror
Specter In The Woods
It was a dark and stormy night and Jack was driving down a winding two lane highway. It was raining lightly just as it had been for days. The windshield wipers made a barely audible squeak with each stroke across the windshield of Jack's old Chevy pickup truck. Jack's emotions were running high as he reflected on the heated argument he had just had with his wife that prompted him to leave. Jack had a couple drinks about an hour beforehand and was starting to feel it. The irony is that the main reason for the argument was Jack's drinking problem. Jack was following the rules of the road but his heightened emotion and slight inebriation made this a dangerous ride for Jack. Jack had his phone charging through the trucks old 12 volt cigarette lighter and sitting in the middle of the bench seat. Suddenly Jack's phone chimed and without thinking Jack took one hand off the wheel and picked up the phone. It was a message from his wife Lisa. It started with "I'm sorry..." Jack didn't even get to finish reading the message before he felt something familiar and terrifying. Jack immediately recognized the feeling of loss of control and knew he was hydroplaning. Jack was seized with fear and was desperately wrestling with the steering wheel trying to regain control of the truck. Suddenly the truck came off its wheels on one side and flipped. Jack didn't know what was happening but he did know he was being thrown around the cab of the truck. Jack was sure bones were being broken and he could see alot of blood. The truck had rolled onto it's roof and slid across the pavement and through an old guardrail. The truck rolled a couple of times down the steep embankment before coming to rest upside down in the now roaring creek. Jack knew he was hurt bad but if he didn't escape the truck he would surely drown within minutes. Jack knew he couldn't push the door open the water pressure would be too great. Jack decided to roll down his window. Water rushed in like a waterfall nearly washing Jack to the other side of the cab. Jack used anything he could grip, including, first the steering wheel, and then the window frame, to brace against and pushed himself out. Jack scrambled to shore where he collapsed barely able to breathe and quickly losing blood. Jack knew he was in trouble and he needed to stem the flow of blood. There was too much to know exactly where it was coming from, but he knew it was his left arm and forehead. Jack fought through the pain and reached into his pocket. Jack pulled out a pocket knife and with excruciating pain cut a long strip from his soaked t-shirt. Jack found a stick and rigged up a tourniquet as best he could near the top of his left arm. The exertion from making the tourniquet caused Jack to pass out in his weakened state. Jack regained consciousness some time later. Jack knew it hadn't been too long because it was still very dark. Suddenly he noticed something...or rather someone. A dark silhouette of a woman was standing at his feet. Her outline was clear she was a slim woman with dark hair. Jack was paralyzed with fear, his eyes wide with astonishment. Jack used his shirt to wipe the blood from his brow that was partially obstructing his view. Jack told himself silently that this figure must be a hallucination due to blood loss. Suddenly a rush of wind that seemed to come from everywhere hit Jack and he was struck with a pungent odor he immediately recognized as decaying flesh.
By Billy Rose5 years ago in Horror
Who Was (Or Is) Dracula?
Created in 1897, in the novel “Dracula”, Bram Stoker named him “Vlad.” He was the start of the whole horror / vampire ‘world’ in film and thousands have enjoyed being scared to death, reading the novel over and over again. A purely fictional character, the only connection with the ‘real world’ is his name Vlad, which is connected to Vlad III, Prince of Wallachia or Vlad the Impaler.
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff5 years ago in Horror
THE HOSPITAL
THE HOSPITAL EMERGENCY: AM I OLD? The question has to be asked, at what age are we considered old? It is a universal question that fields no concrete answers. Is it after sixty years of age? Seventy, eighty, ninety? Is it connected with being infirm? Perhaps age and infirmity are the answer. We all have a view of what is old. The person, grey hair, wrinkled skin, and bent over in a wheelchair? Perhaps the person using a walker stooped and sauntering? Or maybe the grey-haired woman who wears her wrinkles with pride and holds on to a food cart for support?
By Peter Bowden5 years ago in Horror
The History Behind Haunted Mirrors and Other Superstitions
So why, exactly, do mirrors—and especially antique ones—have such a twisted reputation? Well, there are a few reasons. Curious, I went digging to learn more about the cultural, mythological, and historical customs around mirrors. Plus, obviously, I needed to know if this had any bearing on decorating with antique mirrors—is that basically inviting evil spirits into my house? Maybe you're just superstitious. Or curious, like me, about all things haunted. Or perhaps it's that you have a burning need to know what the folkloric origins of cursed mirrors tells us about our values and fears as a society. Either way, you'll want to read this before picking up that charmingly lived-in-looking mirror innocently propped up on the sidewalk or peeking out of a dumpster just in case it turns your lovely home into a haunted one.
By sunil kumar5 years ago in Horror
Beyond the Pale
by Josh Morelli My grandfather would tell me stories when I was young about the time before, when the world was large, and the mists had yet to come. He would tell me about animals that were larger than humans and buildings that stretched into the sky. In this place there were so many people that you could travel your whole life without ever seeing the same face twice. I loved his stories, and I would always be sad when they ended. Because our world is nothing like the one my grandfather spoke of; our world is small, and you will see every face here many, many times.
By Joshua Morelli5 years ago in Horror
THE MEANING
I am a recollected memory no one listens, for people I was just a common silent guy afraid of the dark, whenever I couldn't see anything with my eyes open broadly, that sudden torment made me feel blind with my power of sight constantly searching for a tiny beam of light. I would struggle with the thought of seeing the same blackness with my eyes closed or open, my throat would get dry, my hand sweaty, and a nervous stomach. When this started taking a toll on my daily life and my bloody sleep patterns, my parents got concerned and thankfully took me to Dr.Liraz. He may be in his fifties when I met him, he used to wear a calm smile and had a big black mole near his left eyes which would squish whenever he put on his spectacles. He diagnosed me with nyctophobia and often asked me questions which made me pause and thought for a moment. With every therapy session, my parents got more concerned if I ever grew out of it. The day I got my first exposure therapy session made me doubt myself if I am afraid of it, I was exposed to my unburnt room of darkness as I was told to face my fear to an extent that it no longer triggers the feeling of perturbation or anxiety.
By Esha nagpal5 years ago in Horror
Frozen (2010) - A Movie Review
Trust me, very bad things will happen if you get stuck on a chairlift. Frozen is a 2010 film. Three friends bribe the lift operator for one last run when it is closing time. Unfortunately, the trio gets trapped on the chairlift fifty feet above the ground in treacherous freezing weather. Survival is thin as they try to work out a plan.
By Marielle Sabbag5 years ago in Horror
