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Paradox
I: The dream was fresh in Clancy’s mind as he descended the stairs in a sleepy haze; it was a memory, really. A specific recollection of a rare time his family was on vacation together. He and his parents were cliff-diving by the ocean, and he’d managed to step on a large jellyfish. His foot seared with such excruciating pain that he swore he’d never go by the ocean again.
By Nick LaMacchia6 years ago in Horror
"I see autistic people."
As an autistic person, I'd have to say that Hollywood's collection of autistic characters is a real-life horror movie. They are almost all the same and come across as caricatures rather than actual human beings. It also doesn't help that these characters are normally created by neurotypical (non-autistic) writers and performed by neurotypical actors, making the whole thing feel a bit too staged. Because nearly all of these depictions are pure crap, we autistics often look for other characters to compare ourselves to. These are known as "autistic coded characters", or characters that come across as autistic despite not being confirmed by their creators as being on the spectrum. Ironically, they are often seen as a better representation of the spectrum compared to the characters that are actually written to be that way. Some of the most well-known autistic coded characters include Sherlock Holmes, Dr. Temperance Brennan from Bones, and Luna Lovegood from Harry Potter. Since I'm so obsessed with horror movies and it's my birthday (it's on March 7th, but this probably won't get published in time), I created a list of characters in horror movies that could be on the spectrum.
By Cat the Autist6 years ago in Horror
Beloved
I have never told you about how our family came to be as powerful as it is. It’s a secret I have always hoped that I could spare you from but alas today is your grandmothers birthday and It has occurred to me that I’m the same exact age my mother was before her passing. Your Grandmother was sick. She had been sick for some time and the doctors weren’t quite sure what it was but she hadn’t been responding for a while now. You see she was always very healthy, she even seemed immortal, until one day she just collapsed.
By Brian Alvelo6 years ago in Horror
Between Life and Death
Between Life and Death Do you hear them? Clapping and cheering for her. Her loved ones look so happy as she stands on stage with her long locks and beautiful orange sun dress that compliments her dark complexion. She’s happy too, sort of. She just won a $20,000 scholarship graduating with a 4.2 GPA. She’s proud of myself honestly. She’ll be even happier when she’s off of the stage. A thank you speech shouldn’t last this long anyway. She gets off the stage and walks to her friend’s table.
By Brianna Bowens6 years ago in Horror
The Root of All....
To live and die in the same hometown you were born in has always been a terror, a nightmare even, to me. To never see the beauty that I know is out there in the world, to never know the unexpected turns and exciting ventures your life could have, I just knew I was meant to get out of here.
By Zanaisha White6 years ago in Horror
Can I Trust My Husband?
Today is my husband, Richard, and I's eight year anniversary. When you come to be in a relationship this long, those special days begin to just be a cute day date or dinner and drinks. We decided on the latter, but with all of our closest friends.
By Alyssa Sills6 years ago in Horror
A Constant Tug
A Constant Tug I’ve always had this rope tied around me; everyone else has one too. Some people think that the rope restricts us, but I have always had plenty of slack on mine and ample freedom to go all the way up to my knees in the ocean. Every once and awhile I see some little kid swimming, but that’s pretty rare. Most people can stand or sit on the beach, just a few feet away from the water’s edge. My parents and all the other adults cannot though. They can only get to a few streets away from the ocean, and occasionally ask me to tell them about it so they do not forget what it was like. I often wonder why their rope is shorter than mine or the other kids, but they don’t seem to mind all that much. It’s just the way things are.
By Tyler Hall6 years ago in Horror
Finders Keepers
It was sitting there, like a guest in its own right, on the table in the corner of the food court in the Ramsgorge Shopping Centre - like a holy book on its lectern, stood in a church of obesity and type-two diabetes. Lewis queried it with the slits of his eyes and decided that if it were not claimed in the last twenty minutes of his shift at the Quirky Chicken, he would claim it for his own. Were it a comic book or a magazine, he would have binned it there and then. But it looked ominous, important - and Lewis felt a certain apprehensiveness wash over him. It stood about an inch and a half thick, with soft, black leather wrapped around it like snakeskin. A short stack of dense pages sat between the lips of hide like a row of yellowing teeth. Squashed between the paper was a purple velvet tongue. Lewis felt himself drawn to find out what was on that page two thirds of the way down where the bookmark stood guard, and found that he was relaying a customer's Satay Chicken Meal Deal with a jumble of mispronounced vowels and consonants that left a perplexed look on the balding man's face in front of him. They laughed it off and Lewis handed over the receipt - but he was concerned. What is it about that book that has such a hold on me?
By Nathan Humphrey6 years ago in Horror
