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Have You Seen Miss Mulopwe?
It is September 4, 1997, in Lubumbashi, in the south of the Democratic Republic of Congo, and it is the first day of school since the civil war ended. There's traffic in front of the Catholic boarding school of Madini. Students unload private cars of luggage and give goodbye hugs to their parents and guardians.
By Esther Musau6 years ago in Horror
Abstract Hearts
What a ride! It’s been about two whole months and I finally finished the project for my client. A tedious task, but well worth the time. Her features are so humble. The loose coils of her hair, the round cheeks into a petite feminine chin. Delicate yet somehow so strong, as if she could scream and get whatever it is she set her eyes upon. Modest bust, with curves enough, slender toned calves. He’ll be pleased. This drive feels like I’m trekking across the continent. If I’m not mistaken the navigation system says it's twenty-five minutes yet to go. The inquiry was quite vague from my recollection:
By Wendy Douglas6 years ago in Horror
The Book of Chance
The paintings around Thomas seemed like far-off friends that he had once known in another part of his life, so distant he could barely remember their names. He remembered painting each one, and in all those moments, she was there. Katherine, mother to their son, his wife. Hit by another car, sliding on a patch of ice. Since she’d died, life had splintered into two halves, and his insides ached with every reminder of the part he could never return to. Now he stood in his section of the art gallery, waiting for someone to take them away so he didn’t have to look at them anymore.
By Breanna Wignall6 years ago in Horror
Eating my experiences (25)
TOME 26 The spiraling numbness took hold of me for an indeterminate amount of time. My friends and cat, who I had cast aside for a small morsel of fun now flitted about me in failed attempts to get me to speak, but I felt as though I had not only murdered my mother, but slept with her too, a fate not easily forgotten.
By L.D. Malachite 6 years ago in Horror
An evening at Whitetree manor
Rain lightly pattered against the roof above me while gravel crunched and crinkled beneath me. I peered through the window from the inside of the cold, damp carriage and could very clearly see a a large manor made from brick. At the front was a grand set of stairs leading to double, heavy oak doors, above the doors was a brazen plaque with the name “Whitetree” stamped into it.
By Stephen Brandstetter6 years ago in Horror
Matthew
Dr. Claudia Ann was a world renowned brain surgeon, respected by her peers, her community and most of all her patients. On February 14, valentines day she discovered she was pregnant. Not with one baby but two babies. She was so excited for the news, especially since her husband and she had been trying for the past 4 years.
By Sophia Hochgesang6 years ago in Horror
Reclamation
Warm hands woke me from the slumber that bound me. How much time had elapsed since I coalesced into this form? Months? Decades? The sands of time flowed beyond my reach, close enough to remind me I was cut off from the corporeal world but too far away to affect me.
By Caitlin Justine6 years ago in Horror
