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Walking Away
The photo she held in her hand spoke of simpler times, now long gone. “We took the park path often, moving through the grass and trees from the subway station to our home on the far side of the city park. The kids loved the walk, and they loved that I would let them lead the way, staying behind just enough so they could feel like ‘big kids’.”
By Paula Shablo5 years ago in Horror
The Crystal Book
Perceval and Jax stalk through the woods in search of fabled adventure, following a path carved out by desire. The fat one walks gracefully, whereas the tall one walks with a casual demeanor, occasionally going out of his way to squash something just to hear it squish. “The Old Ogre lives in these woods,” Jax tells his younger brother. It's where he goes hunting. If you see them, flee as quickly as possible, because if he catches you, he'll eat you alive in sticky bird-lime.” Perceval, a pudgy 7-year-old ogre with rosy-red and freckled cheeks, follows his skinnier and taller brother, his three-years-older-than-him, three-foot-taller-than-him, twin, through tree cover over wet grass in search of something stomped on previously, much like the poor flowers crushed by wandering monsters looking for the treasure of nature or other children escaping a monster corrupted world.
By James J Dye5 years ago in Horror
Book Review: "The Last House on Needless Street" by Catriona Ward
I love gothic novels with weird twists. In my time, I have read a lot of gothic crime novels and have managed on some occasions, to guess the twists when they come around. More often than not, I take off marks if I am able to guess the ending and so, beforehand, I always write down my predictions so that I don't change them halfway through the book. When I predicted what was going to be the twist of this book, I thought I was right when I hit about a quarter of the way through. Then I realised I was wrong and finally, by the end of the book I do not think I could have been further from the truth if I had tried. When I say I was terrified, I mean it. I did not get anything right when it came to predicting the twist - not a damn thing. And guess what? I loved it.
By Annie Kapur5 years ago in Horror
Merlot
We sit across from each other. The merlot is already intoxicating my veins and their long fingers have begun to caress my hand from the other side of the candle lit dining table. Their presence is hypnotic, alarmingly so. It's like I've known them my entire life, but that can’t be because we have only just met?
By Jordan Colona5 years ago in Horror
The Widow
It was six hours past-midday in early November as Kate Parker sat quietly in her kitchen, soaking in the endless boredom that had begun to settle into her mind as she stared down a glass of orange juice that was left on the table from earlier that day. Outside had become cold, dark, and gray, and a light drizzle took its time to settle in while the young woman simply stared at the glass, the sides of which began to show evidence of the former cool state of the glass as beads of water dripped down the side and onto the cloth which spread out across her old pinewood table. It had been nearly two years since a horrible day, the last day she saw her husband, and it was coming up on that particular day's anniversary within the week. Content with her day as it was, the young woman continued to sit at the table, staring down the glass of what used to be cold orange juice.
By N.J. Folsom5 years ago in Horror
Restless Spirits In Greece
Tortured Spirits Ano Lehonia is a lovely, quiet village where you'll find Villa Kazouli. The mansion was built in 1910 for Russian Ambassador Nikolas Kontos. Spirits are restless here according to legends surrounding the strange deaths of the Kontos children. Supposedly a dead lizard fell into the milk jub and the children were poisoned when they drank the milk. The house became headquarters for the Nazis in 1941 and many Greek rebels were tortured and killed in the basement. As a result, their tortured spirits got trapped in this world and at night strange noises can be heard and by the windows silhouettes can be seen.
By Rasma Raisters5 years ago in Horror
The Well
My eyes shot open and stared into the dark room where I had laid down for a nap. I rose quickly, the room spinning as I did. I let a few moments pass while I collected myself before making my way to the window and throwing open the curtains. The sun was setting below the tree line of the forest that surrounded the house, hazy light casting long eerie shadows across the yard. I could just make out the old well on the corner of the property. It was an old stone well you would see in a cartoon. Long since fallen out of use, it was currently capped off with heavy wooden slab. A sense of deja vu washed over me, quickly followed by terrible dread. I shook my head and turned to leave the room. The sense of dread followed me down to the kitchen.
By David Kroesen5 years ago in Horror
The Backpack
My two friends and I were going on a hiking trip in the Swiss Alps. It was something that we all were very excited about and had planned for months. We were all avid hikers and were all looking for new experiences, so when we heard that hiking in the Alps would be an adventure of a lifetime, we just had to cross it off our bucket lists.
By Alder Strauss5 years ago in Horror
Horrors of childhood
With all the goings on in the world today I just wanted to share a story that actually happened to me. We always wonder what if’s with our children, and that makes us worry more each day, doesn’t matter what color you are each parent has the same fears. I know I did when my kids where growing up and now I still worry about them as I do with my grandsons. But this isn’t a story about them, its a story about me when I was 7 years old and how if not for me being a little scared I could’ve been kidnapped. The year was 1983 summer was in full swing my parents and grandparents decided to take the family to California and go to Walt Disney world. We rode rides, ate food, amd saw famous Disney characters. It was a dream come true for any child who loved not only cartoons but the characters as well, now being the early 80’s kids would run around and not worry what would happen to them as long as they were in eyeshot of their parents, and the parents weren’t all to keen to keep track of you if they were busy doing something else. Now I did forget to mention I am the second child of three my brother being the youngest, he was 4 and my sister was 10. We just got done seeing tigger we all were so happy and excited, then pooh came around the corner my siblings ran to him but I saw the white rabbit. Let me say that again THE WHITE RABBIT from Alice in wonderland, now I have seen the movie and the white rabbit was my favorite character at the time. So as my family went to see Pooh I went to see the white rabbit and boy was I in for a surprise, now after what happened I told my mom who I thought would at least believe me,but then again I was always making stuff up to her I had a very imaginative mind so if you believe me or not is not up to debate I know what happened and I will never forget it. I ran to the white rabbit and told him he was my favorite character he was so happy he hugged me, now I don’t know if characters are supposed to talk? Being in those big costumes if they talked it would ruin the illusion of the character, right? Well what I heard come from the white rabbit scared me senseless, as I hugged him he said “I am going to kill you” now me being 7 I was like what?! But he repeated what he said, now I know I had to get away I turned and saw my parents and ran to them as fast as I could. Once I got to my mom I told her the white rabbit said he was going to kill me she laughed it off and said no he isn’t but when I tried to find him he was gone. Sure the 70’s and 80’s kids did a lot of stupid stuff as kids will, but not one day has passed that what would of happened if he did kill me? I am not saying not to go to amusement parks but if they come to you saying something wild don’t brush it off cause you never know what may happen?
By Jason Sellers5 years ago in Horror
