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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.
The Darkest Day of my life
I always hated going to grandma's. Not because she did anything wrong. In fact, once I got there it was great. The problem was she lived a days train ride away and every summer, since I was 9, I had to ride the train with ‘Bartholomew’. Gross! I almost shiver every time I remember his bald head, snow white teeth, a stupid fake smile he perfected to make adults feel better but that man hated childeren I could sense it the day I met him. Anyway, forget Bartholomew. I'm trying to tell a story here and I'm just yapping away about some man from years ago.
By joseph kraut4 years ago in Horror
Creature Feature – A Monster Countdown to Halloween #98: Kraken
If you missed the first article in our monster countdown, check it out here. Want to know what we’re up to and why any sane person would be talking about Halloween in July? Then clock your clicker right here.
By Feed on Horror4 years ago in Horror
A Train in a Zombie Apocalypse
The buzz of my phone shook every fiber of my being. I jolted straight and woke to an unknown and unfamiliar ceiling in a train—the lighting was only visible enough to see a couple of yards ahead of me. As I fought off the sleepiness in my eyes, I felt vibrations passing through the bottom of the floor and into my feet.
By Akshay Praveen4 years ago in Horror
The Conductor
Willie, the Engineer of the month for Amtrack, was peaceful for once. The sharp clack of metal on metal was soothing as he watched the Pacific Coast through the left window. It was far superior to the undeniable chaos that had followed him for the past week. Beads of water slid down the side of his can of Pepsi, daring him to take a sip. He refused.
By Shaeler Williams4 years ago in Horror
The Tree of Hands
Once upon a thing, There was a woman who sold things , things that are unknown of the eye, of the eye to see. She was a Black woman who we Believed to be a witch ; a witch hidden in the darkness of the town. She came around every blue moon, she was always seen at Dawn. One day this man went up to her to see what she was up to and she scared him away ; away he ran screaming . A man asked the man what had he seen and he said Hands, I seen Hands Fresh Hands. The man was Astonished; Astonished he was. The man ran to the town mayor and told him what he saw and the mayor sought out to find her. He was able to find her eventually, so he ran her out of town, At least he thought he did. At night it was believed that you could hear screams and screaming you could hear long, all night long . The mayor was sickened, sickened he was by all the screams. The mayor had put a sign up for the woman ,the woman he wanted because he was tired, tired of the woman. People would come to the mayor and tell the mayor what they saw. One lady said she saw blood, blood was what she saw but where , where did the blood come from they wondered. Every night there was a different scream and a different scream it was, but no sign of the woman ,the woman he wanted.The mayor tried to drown out the screaming, the screaming he tried but nothing ever worked. More and more screams were heard and more and more blood was seen and seen were more and more blood and screams. What can we do a man said what can we do to stop this from happening. What can we do please tell us and tell us please. But the mayor was distraught and distraught he was. The mayor didnt say anything because he thought he couldn't do anything, so he did nothing but wait and wait is what he had done until the lady came back to town. The lady still wasn't heard or seen. No more screams or blood was seen. The town was calm and calm the town was. The mayor still believed the she would be back and she will be back he believed. On a fresh , windy, sunny day the woman was back, and she was by a tree, a tree she was by. Another man came up to her and saw what she was doing and ran screaming ; screaming he ran , to the mayor again he went. But the lady wasnt there, there they stood looking at the tree. People describe it as Amazing and amazing it was . The woman came back to put more and more to the tree; and to the tree she put more. The mayor seen the woman and fled her away and the mayor looked at the tree and at the tree he looked. The mayor was devastated to the point where he cut the tree down and burned it to the ground; to the ground it went and burned. The mayor was satisfied; satisfied the mayor. To this day the woman was never seen but the tree, the tree was seen and seen the tree was, it had Hands, Hands it had. How was the tree there if the mayor burned it down? Was it magic or fate? You pick and choose and choose you pick. May we never know!
By Asiayona Transou4 years ago in Horror
Who Are You?
As I think back to my dream I was entirely scared because I was indeed convinced that it was real I finally decided to brush it off. I look over at my phone and see a text from Adam it said “ good morning beautiful, I hope you have a good day when can we see each other again “. As I read that message I am still very shocked and not knowing if I should text back or tell him it’s better to part ways. But me wanting to get reassurance texted him that we can meet for lunch today. I stood up from bed and walked around my room and make a checklist from the “dream” I had I remember he broke my window but it was completely intact, I remember taking a bath and indeed I did do that because I didn’t drain the water . But did the whole proposal actually happen to or was that a dream as well. I get ready for my lunch with Adam and meet him at a coffee shop . The first question I ask him is did we go to dinner last night I can’t remember very much . He then said no we did not we were supposed to but I never responded back to him . I quickly look back at my phone and in fact I never responded .
By Elizabeth Renteria4 years ago in Horror
