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Maverick Monroe could only laugh in a hushed tone to himself as he cradled his head in his hand; with closed eyes he began to rub his eyebrows as if a migraine had just engulfed him, he knew it was not the physical pain, rather the unmistakable monotonous tone and repetitive lyrics of a nightmarish song being sung by a familiar face that currently had his head in a handbasket.
By M. Cartoon6 years ago in Horror
The Black Notebook
Elton was walking home from his late shift at the Supermart. Taking a short cut, he turned off the main road onto a street comprising a row of body shops and a scrap yard. This stretch of deserted, potholed bitumen was sketchy at night, he’d had a few close calls in the past, but it cut his trip by ten minutes. There weren’t usually any cars parked on the street at this time, apart from dumped offerings to the god of thieves, their blacken skeletons silent in the dead of night. That’s why the red BMW, parked under one of the sparse streetlights drew his attention.
By Peter Le Chapelain6 years ago in Horror
The Remedy
April 4th, 2015 I don’t know what happened! One second I was walking, the next I’m here...wherever here is. I was deep in thought. I wasn’t paying attention. I tried going back the way I came, but I couldn’t find the trail. I tried every direction. I panicked, and screamed for help. Only my echo came back. That was this morning. I don’t know what else to do. I’m only writing now because I’ve been trained to write down all my stupid feelings. And, at this moment I’m having a lot of them. For one, I’m a massive idiot. I’ve felt that for some time, but this is unbearable. I hate myself for being so stupid! I’m terrified and lost. I think I might be having an anxiety attack. I can’t catch my breath, everything is hazy. What do I do?
By Lauren Green6 years ago in Horror
Haunted Castles Of Poland
Unfortunate ghostly apparitions Czocha Castle in Sucha was built in the 13th century. Then in 1909, a German entrepreneur bought the castle and had it rebuilt in the style of the 18th century. Sucha is located in a lovely setting near Lesniariskie Lake but the castle has become referred to as "a ghost fortress."
By Rasma Raisters6 years ago in Horror
The Wishing Well
The old wishing well outside of town stood especially lonely today. Thanks to the pandemic, most people didn’t venture this far outside of town. I was not most people and was grateful for the quiet. People weren’t my thing, so nothing changed for me when the rest of the world did except for the massive amount of overtime my employer forced upon me. I didn’t believe in luck or wishes, but these were desperate times and I was willing to toss my last quarter into the depths below for just one wish.
By Neen Edwards6 years ago in Horror
The Bad Hand
San Marco Federal Penitentiary July 24th, 1989 Death row is cold. It’s lonely and unforgiving. It’s mostly quiet, except for the screaming fantasies of freedom that swirl without end in my mind: the sweet smell of cut grass, the light chirps of birds outside my bedroom window, the simple slowing of time during a hot, late-night shower. Those things have escaped me forever.
By Brandi Barta6 years ago in Horror
Power of Attorney
All seven members of the Sanders family entered the room. It was dark, barely lit by a candelabra sitting in a corner behind an ancient mahogany desk. Cobwebs hung from its intricate ironwork and swayed up and down gently, seeming to reach for the heat cast by the candles only to retreat toward the cool, stone floor. Despite the thermostat hanging next to the room’s lone door reading seventy-eight degrees, the room felt ice cold.
By Robert Sanborn6 years ago in Horror
The 'X'
The tapping on my countertop was ceaseless, the pen in my fingers bouncing up and down against the granite. I was lost in a world of numbers consisting mostly of minus signs. Envelopes lay scattered, messily stacked, and nearly spilling into the sink. Letters, bills, eviction warnings, strewn in disarray. I tried to keep everything in order, or as orderly as it comes with me. Sorting bills from most urgent to least. Though, rent had to be at the top of this stack no matter how I arranged it, given the addendum in the last heated letter from my landlord. If I don't pay rent on time this month, then I'm through.
By Sonjayah Pittman6 years ago in Horror
Illyana, Illyana
My name is Illyana Lewis and right now I am being castrated by my grandmother. I love her I really do, but today is not the time. I just lost my mother a week ago and I am still going through this nightmare. She was my best friend, my rock, and my emotional support. Now that she was gone I had no clue how I would make it. As of right now, it was not going well at all. My grandmother, who never agreed with my mother in how I was raised was very disappointed with me. She thought I should be doing more to find a suitable husband to help bring money in for this family. By now I was holding back tears, trying to give the impression that I was listening to her, but at the same time allowing everything she said to go in one ear and out the other.
By Justin Higgins6 years ago in Horror
Innocent
“You are hereby awarded the bequeathed sum of twenty-thousand dollars. This matter is settled. Court is now adjourned.” Judge Nazaree smacked her gavel against its base with a resounding crack that echoed throughout the courtroom. The shouting and arguing of the late Jordan Taylor’s family was drowned out when his Cadence turned her beautiful, tear-streaked face towards him. He beamed and held out his arms as she flew into them, sobbing uncontrollably. For a few moments he just held her tight and let her react. It had been a hard six years on her, on them, fighting for what should have been given freely.
By Shaina L. Sturgeon6 years ago in Horror
