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Purgatory
"I am lost. I am afraid. I am trapped in a void of darkness, roaming till no end, bumping into walls that are not there. Endlessly running from fate, from judgment. Running from the two who put me here. I have always cast my fate into the wind, but here there is no wind, no air. When you die, I was told that you no longer feel pain, but here in this endless void of a jail cell, pain is the only thing I know. I die every day, expecting to learn something, but the ending is all the same. The two men who killed me waste no time to do it again endlessly,with no mercy. The pain I feel is numb. Numbness confines my whole body. Leaving me to replay the events that lead me here."
By Joshua Alejandro5 years ago in Horror
Dinner Date
Raissa was furious. And nervous. But above all she was exhausted. She opened the door to her apartment number 217, kicked off her Christian Louboutin high heels and sank on her large sofa. She looked at her clock above the television: 6:17pm. She grabbed her silk pillow behind her, held it firmly between her hands, pushed her face into it and screamed.
By Aisha Bilal5 years ago in Horror
Secrets in the Bottle
Eve Sanders turns the key to her brand-new office. The anticipation is making her hands shake wildly. With the light creak of the door, Eve opens the office of her brand-new interior decorating business “Décor La Magie”. She walks over to her immaculately decorated desk and opens her emails in hopes of getting a new assignment. There’s nothing interesting except junk mail but still feeling the fresh excitement, Eve goes to make herself her first cup of coffee before buckling down on some marketing.
By Erika Ravnsborg5 years ago in Horror
The Stain of Red
Rebecca looked at herself in the mirror, she estimated she had been gone long enough, don't take too long she thought, make him wait a little. She reached into her clutch and removed her lipstick, as she applied the ruby color to her lips she knew he would respond to it. Rebecca had waited patiently for him to ask her out, doing everything she could to capture his attention. The ball was in his court now, all she had to do was play her cards right and he would be hers forever.
By Terrence E. Tropez5 years ago in Horror
"Dry Land"
We returned home from our long voyage all eager to see our families again. Some men were just eager to get back and find a saloon to drink the night away in as we had run out of rum weeks ago. Nonetheless, we all shared the same thought, dry land. It will be nice to be on solid ground even for seasoned sea dogs like us.
By Fabricating Fiction5 years ago in Horror
Siren
She was still standing there when we made our way back down the beach. I walked Bailey past here at least an hour ago and this girl was stood in the same place, the water had come in closer to the end of her long skirt. She had her shoes in her hand and the waves lapped over her feet. Her long hair flowed in the wind as she just stared out at the water. She wore no coat, just a vest top. I could feel the chill from the ocean wind and had no idea how she had managed to handle it for so long.
By Charlotte Dodd5 years ago in Horror
Midnight Moonlit Love
We were set to meet at 6 pm. Time had always presented itself as an issue for me. Some race to meet the deadline of a perfect gentleman standard or tardiness that claimed itself fashionable. Reservations at the finest joint in town, perhaps a claim to an often expected false status. I downed a few cocktails before leaving the house to calm the current of electricity that crashed against my nerves. This would be my first date in two years and four months. My last sexual partner believed it acceptable to remove her glass eye during sex and announce herself cycloptic as if humor pronounced normality. She was a traveling carnie, dedicated explicitly to constructing the thrill ride that disconnected in Boston and left at least a dozen occupants ghosts in response to wailing mothers. This left my emotions sidelined, and only one thing brought feeling back to the empty, the high of asphyxiation. I imagined it some sort of breath of relief from the smells of an animal auction. She wore a mouth like a can opener and a Motley Crue sweater from the 88 tour. It still smelled of a waffle house bathroom. I swear I could just make out some siren song, but only a peg leg would be a fool for those orgasmic hymns, yet somehow I found myself utterly powerless to her lack of charm. I swore to myself that I would never use Christian mingle again, but here I was, a fool to edited photographs, a fool to the truth of robotic romance, a fool to the bitter end.
By Abraxas Rodewald5 years ago in Horror
Jessie's Lesson
With a final shudder the little, red Daewoo came to a grinding halt. Plumes of thick, red dust swirled up through the windows, before finally settling on Jessie's blonde hair. She was stuck in the middle of nowhere and it was like the sun had come to earth, it was that hot.
By Ashleigh Holmes5 years ago in Horror
Invaded: Chapter 1
It’s pretty shit around this time of year, weather-wise. Now, on a global scale from 1-10, I would say it's… fucked. I could elaborate on that right now, but the major point of this very moment is, it’s cold as shit. I’m sitting here shivering in this shitty trash-wreaked trailer with nothing to do.
By georgiaslove5 years ago in Horror
