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Eating my experiences (24)
TOME 25 I could see the lips I kissed now swollen and torn by my bludgeoning, eyes I once longed to look into bulging out of her head, freckled face I once help longingly ruptured and specked by shards of bone poking through her skin. I wondered as her brain began to sizzle if I would ever rid myself of the events that unwrapped over the last 24 hours. I had killed the woman I loved, and the woman I loved was so many people, including my mom, how could you forgive yourself for that.
By L.D. Malachite 6 years ago in Horror
The Sea of Trees
Startled by a single thud of turbulence, Sean Crawford awoke from his nap aboard Takai Airlines, flight 672. Taking a moment to collect himself, he looked out the window. Peering out into the expanse, Sean thought that the layer of clouds looked like a rough ocean that the plane was flying just above. Thoughts like these had entertained him his whole life. Nothing can keep a man occupied like a wandering mind, especially on a 13 hour flight from JFK to Narita Airport in Tokyo.
By Joshua Mills6 years ago in Horror
Infectious.
The little compass on my dashboard has not moved from the position of “NW” for over an hour now. Now that I’ve made my way out of the city, the interstate is wide open. Its well into November, and the sun is darting through miles of thick, leafless trees. I glance down at my phone screen and immediately smile when I see that full bars has dropped off to “No Service” in just the last few miles. I look back up at the horizon. It’s only 2pm, but the sun is already casting long shadows. Shadows that will bring full dark by 5pm.
By Joshua Mills6 years ago in Horror
Playing Tag
Glowing red eyes stalked the child through the verdant forest. The brunette hummed a nursery rhyme, her wordless song breaking the odd silence that had fallen. Dressed entirely in green from her ballet shoes to her ruffled dress and even the ribbon in her hair, she blended into the surrounding woodlands. The tightly huddled trees overhead gave the aura of a winter’s twilight in the middle of the summer day. Hidden in the shadows he crouched and watched as she pirouetted around the obstacles in her path. He slunk after her, never allowing her out of sight.
By A Michelle Mills6 years ago in Horror
Eating my experiences (21)
TOME 22 We finished taking inventory for the day and lay on our freshly dried blankets in a heap of human flesh. We felt safe for the first time since Zach was stolen, a welcomed solace. We laughed and smoked and drank fresh water from the river. We found a decent stock of wine in the basement, but chose to avoid it for the day, allowing ourselves to get acquainted with our surrounding first. We found the toilet does flush, but only one of them, the very upstairs bathroom. The hot water didn't work, but the electric stove did, so we could take hot baths, but not showers, a luxury I had imagined long gone.
By L.D. Malachite 6 years ago in Horror
Eating my experiences (20)
TOME 21 The next several days were a blur of joints and gazing longingly at Lilly who had encompassed my every thought. I found myself staring at her grace and peppy natured reactions for hours at a time. Our trip back took three days, as we broke for camp often and joyously. I had my good friend Zach back, as well as a new friend to explore. Other than Lilly our trek was uneventful, a much needed release of tension after the tragedy and horror that unfurled in the militia's headquarters.
By L.D. Malachite 6 years ago in Horror
