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Undying Love
02/26/19 “Why?” a gentle voice asked from behind me. I knew what was coming, but turned anyway. There was no point in fighting it. If I didn’t turn, the voice would only start sounding like it was everywhere, ringing in my ears, clanging through my head. So I turned. Everything around us is blacker than black, nothing exists but us. Her skin looked like it was glowing, her green eyes burning me where I stood. She looked at me, waiting for an answer. She stood so still, it couldn’t be natural. Her face was still the one I loved, but different— more angular, even more beautiful, knowing, dangerous. Dead. She was dead. But here she was in front of me.
By Emery Pine5 years ago in Horror
In the Woods
09/29/19 Simon stared at Gabby in horror. They’d left earlier that morning to go hiking. They were several miles in when Gabby pulled her hunting knife that her dad gave her a few years back out of her backpack. They’d been going out for a year and a half and went hiking all the time, so he’d seen it before. She liked to carry it at almost all times because she had a tendency of being extremely paranoid. He’d gotten used to it.
By Emery Pine5 years ago in Horror
Frannie Goldsmith’s Things to Remember: ‘Femininity’ is not synonymous with ‘Weak’.
{Disclaimer: Fiction is all subjective. I am not coming from a judgmental place nor am I saying that this is the only possible reason that anyone could dislike Fran’s character. I’m just hoping to raise a few questions.}
By Jaime Burbatt5 years ago in Horror
The Bottle
“It’s Raining” she called out quietly as she peeled away from the window. The glass had steamed up where her warm breath met with the cold pane. “You’ll just have to take a coat love” a reply came from the bedroom. Melanie had been hoping that wasn’t going to be the response she got. It had been 6 months, 3 weeks and 2 days since her last date and had been hoping for things to remain that way however it was her flatmate Jo’s insistence that she get back out there which changed her mind. Melanie was shy. She had always been shy since she was little, she remembered hiding behind her mother’s skirts whenever they were at the till in the shops. It wasn’t that she was afraid of the cashier, just afraid of the human interaction. Conversation didn’t flow naturally from her, that, and she was always self-conscious about her looks. Melanie would joke saying that she looked like a squirrel and Jo, her somewhat liberated friend would reply “even squirrels are obsessed with nut’s” with a wry smile stretching across her face and a cheeky glint in her eye, “and it’s about time you get yourself back out there and meet a nice fella”. “Now look” Jo said, “I’ve laid out a dress for you that I think will be perfect for you tonight and don’t worry I’ve gone conservative with my choice, I know you’re going to his place for dinner and you don’t want to give off the wrong impression”. Melanie shuffled across their small living room to peer into her bedroom where Jo had been busy arranging her attire for the evening. On her bed laid a blue summer dress and matching rain coat. “I thought you could wear these” Jo said while brandishing a pair of gold earrings in her hand, with two shiny white pearls dangling from the ends. “Ok, I’ll be out in five” Melanie said as Jo brushed past her and left, quietly closing the door leaving Melanie with her dress and her thoughts.
By Alex Gunner5 years ago in Horror
Yes I Am
You're probably sleeping in your cozy queen size bed, in your warm, safe home. The entire apartment is still filled with the aroma of a perfect Friday night dinner. You probably poured yourself a glass of wine before sitting in your favorite spot on the couch, that has the dent in the cushion to prove it. Probably didn't even take you long to fall into the comfortable, deep sleep you're in now. Me? Oh, I'm having a different kind of night. You see, it tends to get cold around 4am in Los Angeles. Especially 4am in the middle of the Angels Forrest with no clothes on. Did I mention that I was naked and tied to a stake, surrounded by a crowed of people waiting to see me burn? I'm sorry. I should have lead with that but...perspective? Never mind that, I'm naked and tied to stake.
By Kenny Junior5 years ago in Horror
The Charming Mr. Peters
The tires on Tina’s 2010 Corolla faintly crunched as she pulled into the tarmac parking lot of the posh Italian restaurant. She was nervous, but also excited. It was her first date with a man she had met through her friend Patty. In fact, it was her first date in almost ten years. She thought about her previous life with her husband Tim. She pushed the thoughts back, she didn’t really like to think about it.
By Brett Schoenfeldt 5 years ago in Horror
Can’t sleep
Getting no sleep is nothing new for Ethan, he could lay in bed for hours with his eyes closed shut to no avail. Too much on the twenty year old boys mind, his mind was fragile. He was an outsider trying to fit in, he always felt like he never belonged. His father abandon him when he was young and Ethan never knew who his mother was. Ethan's grandma took care of him, but recently she started to forget things. His aunts and uncles decided it was best to put her in a nursing home. The thought of her suffering in their killed Ethan, she was always kind to him and made him feel like he did belong.
By Johnathan Zamarripa5 years ago in Horror
