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My Grudge With 'The Grudge' (2020)
Dear Vocal Readers, Oh, horror movies, how low they have come. If this was anybody's idea of a scary movie, I pray for them and would love to sit them down and show them what the genre was meant to be (something like John Carpenter's The Thing for example). But for those who love to be tortured by crap movies, this is the movie for you. Don't get me wrong, I love a stupid horror movie. But this my friends, was far beyond the caliber of movies like Truth Or Dare. At least that movie made me want to look away from the screen because of its gore and violence. This movie had me and everyone else in the theater doing one thing: laughing.
By Kacie6 years ago in Horror
Ending of a fiasco, beginning of a Nightmare
So now I'm desperately calling for days trying to find someone to get me a plane ticket home, as getting a job didn’t work out too well. I can’t call Dad, I never want him to think I’m a failure, and I know he doesn’t have any money at the moment either. Then finally I got ahold of the always trustworthy Uncle Vic.
By Cooking With Casto6 years ago in Horror
Ghost! Was I hallucinating?
Ghost! Really! Hello everyone, I’m Phil and I have always been fascinated with all things Halloween since I was a kid (ghost, sorcerer, witches, etc.). In fact; you can say that I have OHD (Obsessive Halloween Disorder). What I have experienced during this event that I will share with you shortly did scare me, but it has also left me curious, intrigued by what is called; unexplained phenomena or …the supernatural.
By Philippe Gaspard6 years ago in Horror
My experience with the Randonautica game!
I’m sharing my experience with a specific application (app) that has become increasingly more popular during quarantine. The action is Randonauting and this app is called, RANDONAUTICA!
By Philippe Gaspard6 years ago in Horror
The Clinically Sane
The year is 2015. Rebecca Steele is in Weston, West Virginia. She was here to investigate the Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum. Rebecca had investigated haunted places before. She was known around the ghost community as the “Woman made of Steel” for never getting flustered and doing solo investigations. She was fearless and viewed this place as another investigation and a major hook for her audience. Rebecca kept her gear limited. She knew what worked and that is what she stuck to. Given the troubled past of Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum, Rebecca was certain that she would get a lot of action tonight.
By Logan Schwanke6 years ago in Horror
The Music Boxs
The house where I grew up was huge. It had a giant living room, spacious kitchen with island and bar area, a massive rec room, laundry room, sitting room—we called it the antique room and dining room. On top of that, the downstairs had two half bathrooms.
By Hailey Shannon 6 years ago in Horror
The Psychopath Chronicles
Marley woke up in a strange bedroom. Her mind fuzzy as she looked around the beautifully appointed bedroom. There were no windows, though the room seemed bright and airy. Yellow canopy bed, with while lace fringe. Her eyes turning to the dark wood chest with antique handles, standing next to a glider rocker. “What is going on?” she thought, as she tries to shake the webs of confusion from her head. “Where am I?” memories of what happened filling her head. The car; the man in the back seat at the gym; driving down some street. Shaking her head, trying to clear her thoughts.
By A Darker Reality6 years ago in Horror
Movie Review: 'Alive' Starring Angus MacFadyen (Not the good Netflix 'Alive')
This review is something of an experiment. I am hoping that by the end of this writing I will know for sure whether or not I actually like or don’t like the newly released horror movie, Alive starring Angus MacFadyen. I am genuinely of two minds on the movie. On one hand, I watched all the way to the end and I really wanted to know how it all turned out. On the other hand, the lead performances are mediocre at best and only the clumsy mystery at the center of the story kept me watching.
By Sean Patrick6 years ago in Horror
Stories of a Life Not So Well Lived
Fear, a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. My palms become damp as I quicken my pace, my feet move faster and faster until I feel like I am running on air. My lungs are burning as my breath escapes me. The deafening sound of my heartbeat rings through my ears, firing off like gunshots in an empty room. Shop after shop, closed. My mind races as I continue the chase in which in I am obviously the prey. Closed, closed, closed, the signs mock me in my feeble attempt to seek asylum. I can hear him.
By Marie Gordon6 years ago in Horror
Black-Eyed Children & People
Ok, so I know the title sounds sensational, but it isn't meant to. It's something that seems to only happen in the parking lot of our new apartment off & on for over a month. Let me explain.I have experienced both these "children" & adult-size beings alike. They both looked similar when I lived in the south. At first, they do incite fear. a Gutteral fight or flight response. While I believe those instincts are put there for self-preservation, sometimes they are a reflex from trauma or they get in the way, at least for me personally. Mind you, I don't feel fear like most either. My fight or flight is something I am very familiar with so I know how to decipher when I should leave a place, when it is a fear from trauma, a warning about a place or person, or if I am going to have to become angry to energetically/physically defend myself. Maybe that is also because I do a lot of meditation & I am psychic so I have senses most don't have or use. I use my intuition to know what to do & how to react. If something is otherworldy & I feel one of these reactions, I usually become defensive, angry, or depending on the location I will just leave. I do not prefer to have a confrontation with anyone or anything on this side or the other. My preference is to be diplomatic. However, occasionally, I have to handle a situation & this is one of them. The new apartment we moved into about 6 months ago is just right for us. Cute, affordable, comfortable with neighbors that tend to keep to themselves & are polite when interacting. The complex isn't huge so there are only a few people that live in it. The neighborhood we live in is kind of in-between suburban & urban. We live on the side of the local city that is older. We are about 30 minutes from the mountains also. I know my apartment is haunted but I don't mind it, I find ways to coexist with what lived here before us. Things move from time to time but nothing is broken & it doesn't cause an issue. I can communicate with these things without anything outside my intuition (no tarot, ouija boards, etc). The parking lot to our apartment is on the smaller side, meant for only residents to park in. This is where the issues are.My husband was taking the trash out one Saturday morning & all of a sudden rushed inside, locking all the door locks in a hurry. He looked freaked out & I asked him what happened. He said there was a small woman in the parking lot just wandering around & he got a bad feeling immediately. I let it go & just told him to stay inside. I looked out the window & yes, I saw a physical woman in the parking lot but I never saw her face or eyes. So he delayed taking our pup out until a little later. Our pup also has insane spidey senses. She always knows when something is "off"... the only time she barks or growls, which is rare, is because there is a threat present. My husband said our pup (she is full-grown by the way and a fairly large dog) hid behind him,(which is what she tries to do when she encounters something or someone she doesn't like and we are handling it) because as it turned out, the woman was still in the parking lot & this was after dark. She asked him questions about the apartment complex like how would she go about renting an apartment here, how much it is a month, how to contact the landlord etc. She kept boasting about how much she loved the look of the complex & would love to live here. Then, out of nowhere, she makes the statement, "I am dressed appropriately. I am fully dressed. I did what I was supposed to. I have clothes on." Then she goes on to tell him how she isn't trying to be inappropriate around him, she doesn't mean anything out of the way, etc. She asked what our dog's name was & tried to pet her. My husband told her to please not touch the dog because she is a service animal. She kept asking him if he knew where a specific road was in our city. He told her he didn't know. He came in, once again, freaked out & locked all of the locks on the door. I asked him again what was wrong & he said she was still outside. I opened the door this time, I was going to go outside & speak to her. He stopped me & asked me not to, that he thought maybe she was just on drugs or had mental issues. He said he got a bad feeling every time he has seen her. The only person she ever seemed to approach was my husband. I am not ok with this, at all. I am also not afraid to speak or confront someone/something when it comes to my husband & people I care about. I respected his request & stayed inside. (It should be noted that there is a POSTED no trespassing sign on the property.) A month or two went by & no more odd encounters aside from Jehovah's Witnesses with the occasional political person. Mind you, those people won't speak to me, ever. They always speak to my husband. Then, last Thursday, my husband was taking out our pup early in the morning, like he always does before work. It was still dark out because the seasons are also changing. I felt a sudden jolt of something feeling "wrong" while he was outside. He came in with our pup & locked all the locks in a hurry. I asked him what happened. He said this SAME woman was sitting on our next-door neighbor's porch, in their chair, reading the yellow pages book that has the listings for local businesses. She never looked up at him but she did ask if he knew where a certain road was in our city, the same road she had asked about the last time he saw her. He told her he didn't know. Then she asked him if he knew what time it was and of course, he didn't because he was half-awake. He explained that the reason he locked all the locks was that he had a feeling she was going to ask to come inside. Had she followed him in, I would have handled it. I went to the door & opened it to look on the neighbor's porch. Normally I wouldn't bother anyone or go outside to someone else's porch that early in the morning but those particular neighbors are elderly & I don't play when it comes to older people & kids. Just as I opened the door & went outside, I realized she was nowhere to be seen but there was a Sprite bottle left on their porch (though my husband insisted that it had been there for a couple of days, I had never noticed it). Now here are the "odd" details. According to some lore about black-eyed people, sometimes when they show up, the person that seen them becomes sick OR a family member gets sick or dies. To me, this might imply that black-eyed people are harbingers of death like a reaper. Coming to warn you that someone is going to pass & this wouldn't be my first experience with a being that warns me of death. The difference is, is that this encounter happened to my husband most recently, around his birthday. He is not sick, our day-to-day life is pretty much how it has been BUT my dad (who is 3000 miles away) got severely sick the same day my husband had his latest encounter with this woman. (I received a phone call this morning from my mom, telling me dad has gotten worse & is now in the hospital with renal kidney failure... they have no idea what is wrong with him. I started putting two and two together today). I am not trying to imply that she somehow harmed my dad but more so might have been warning us. She wasn't ever actually rude or inappropriate to my husband. She never threatened him but he did say that she "felt" threatening. The times I had previously had this encounter with something similar to this woman, they won't ever approach me. They won't talk to me. All but one encounter it seemed as if they didn't realize I was standing there (I have seen them in different locations just standing there, talking to someone else, or walking away). The one encounter I had with one that acknowledged me, it just stood there, about ten feet away, & stared. At this point, I am pretty sure I know what that woman is. I am also sure that I have come up with a plan. After dark, I am going outside with my husband when he goes. If I encounter her, I am going to give her directions to the road she keeps looking for and if she only approaches my husband, he is going to give her directions (we did google the road name and it is a road close to where we live). I hope this woman can move on or go to where she is trying to get to and one day it will just be another one of my weird stories lol. I am hoping this doesn't come down to a full-fledged confrontation because well, I am far from scared of anything like her.
By LilithV6 years ago in Horror
Ally Kane
Leaves crunched under her boots as she ran fearing for her life. Her breathing was heavy and her heat was racing. The moon was full and at its peak, arrow whizzed past her embedding themselves into the bark of trees. Her eyes began to glow, one blue and one green. She stepped behind a tree for a moment to catch her breath. Her head was spinning "no, no, not yet" she begged herself as she watched her nails grow into claws. She screamed as pain coursed through her body, she pushed herself off the tree hoping to have time to hide from them. Though it was too late, she shifted from girl to beast. Coated in black fur, eyes glowing in the night, she took off. The woods were nothing for her. She's lived in them for as long as she could remember, but wherever she went they followed. The woods went on for miles making it the safest place for her.
By W h o e v e r c a r e s6 years ago in Horror
Immortal Chapter 3
Natalie's Pov During the entire lesson, I could feel the new guy's eyes staring into my back. I continued watching the clock above the chalk board, counting down the minutes until the bell rang. Finally, after what seemed like hours, my favorite sound of the bell started ringing, letting us know that classes were over. A lot of the students had big plans after class. Although it was Monday, high school kids knew how to party.
By Sabal Cloonan6 years ago in Horror