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Horror fiction that delivers on its promise to scare, startle, frighten and unsettle. These stories are fake, but the shivers down your spine won't be.
Halloween; Kin
Happy Halloween There once was a jack-o-lantern but it wasn’t just any jack-o-lantern. Upon a farm there lived a young boy of 9 or 10 with messy hair, freckles, and a missing tooth grin. His name was Jeffrey. Of all the times of the year, Autumn was his favorite, the changing colors of the leaves, the holiday of Halloween at the end of the month, and most importantly the pumpkin carving. For you see Jeffrey was lonely, his farm was so far away from the town he rarely saw other kids his age and when he did at the school they weren’t very fond of him. But when October came around and the harvests came in he could have as many friends as he wanted. All it took was a few pumpkins and some silly faces and Jeffrey was one of the happiest kids in the world. But this year was different, just faces were not quite enough anymore so something special would be done. A single pumpkin nice and round almost perfect was selected from the harvest, it was gutted and then a gentle face was carved in it. Two oval eyes, a tiny triangle nose, and a two-toothed smile happy and kind. Jeffrey then took two sticks and like his grandfather showed him before tied them together with twine to make the frame of a scarecrow; a rather tiny one no bigger than a child. Taking one of his old shirts with a two-button collar and collared sleeves in a dusty blue color he put it on the frame stuffing it with straw and giving the scarecrow his old mittens. With his grandfather’s help, the bottom of the main stick was split in two and widened out, and tied with twine for legs. The scarecrow got some brown pants stuffed with straw and a few lengths of twined between the belt loops to keep it up. With the placement of its head, the pumpkin friend was complete and Jeffrey was happy.
By Anastasia J Cleveringa4 years ago in Horror
The Little Black Bird
“Shoo, demon bird, get off of me!” I yelled and swatted. A bird with glowing red eyes had started following me a few weeks ago, every day its visits were a little more frequent. Today was the worst so far, no matter where I went it wouldn’t leave me alone.
By Alex H Mittelman 4 years ago in Horror
Cinders Ella
Ah, so you've returned. Excellent. Welcome back to the Realm of "What if...?". I have another classic for you today, one that has many versions worldwide: the Tale of the Little Cinder Girl. Suspend your disbelief for me once more, just for a few moments, and I shall begin our tale anew.
By Natalie Gray4 years ago in Horror
The Mythical Creature Of The Woods
“Eamon, help! Please Eamon, we really need your help.” This message, or yell for help was broadcast straight into my mind. There’s only one person who has the magical ability to talk to another’s mind, but only if that person is also magical, in some form or another.
By Colleen Millsteed 4 years ago in Horror
The Face in the Wall
Terry’s day started with the previous shift dragging Inmate Harrison from his cell. The two officers, old pros at this, had him cuffed up and held under each arm, the yard Sergeant coming behind as he manfully attempted to hold the inmates kicking legs. Sergeant Leeman wasn’t a small guy, somewhere between a bodybuilder and a sideshow strong man, and even he was having trouble keeping a hold of the struggling inmate. Harrison was six and a half feet tall and most of it was ankles and elbow. As they took him out, he was screaming loud enough to shake the cobwebs in the rafters.
By Joshua Campbell4 years ago in Horror
Mr. Violence: 1983
38 years Later. It's the year 1983. Raphael had become a highly decorated Vietnam Vet in the Vietnam War and became a famous Psychologist. Now he has been a college professor at Victoria College in Victoria, Texas, and has been there for 3 years. He teaches English and Psychology at the university. He is well-known on campus by the students and other professors.
By Victor Robinson II4 years ago in Horror
Mr. Violence Vs Maniac Cop
Jimmy walks towards Cordell. Jimmy says You are an ugly son of bitch. Mcrae comes out of the building and Jimmy tells him to get the kids out of here. Jimmy pulls out his desert eagle and starts blowing holes into Cordell. Mcrae jumps in his car with the kids and drives off into traffic. Cordell pulls out his blade and walks towards Jimmy. Jimmy puts up his gun and rushes Cordell with some martial arts moves and kicks the blade out of his hand. Cordell grabs Jimmy by the leg and tosses him through the wall of the police building which is up in flames.
By Victor Robinson II4 years ago in Horror
The Best 'Dracula' Film Ever Made
He’s the king of vampires. He’s been in movies, books, comics, and theatre. Hell, there’s a puppet on Sesame Street and a cereal mascot modeled after him. Let me tell you something: Count Chocula is pretty goddamn delicious. I used to eat it while watching Dracula movies. Huh. Just typing that gave me some insight into myself. Anywho, Dracula is probably the most adapted literary character in any medium. If he’s not being adapted outright, there are characters that invoke him. Whenever vampire stories are created, he’s always on the artist’s mind, whether they are influenced by him or not. In fact, Dracula has become such a staple, some people think Dracula is the first fictional vampire ever created. That distinction goes to a guy named Varney. Varney the Vampire. No. I’m not making that up.
By George A. Velez4 years ago in Horror
