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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 Demons in White
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. The cabin is just behind the edge of the tall pines and I have a clear view of it from my bedroom window. Our house is next to the church grounds where I volunteer and maintain the sloping green grounds.
By Kelsy Landin4 years ago in Horror
Get Me Off This Godforsaken Train
My body jolts awake to the sound of a horn blaring in my ears. I feel like I’m flying, completely unbridled, traveling at warp speed. I can hardly breathe. My heart is thumping in my throat. Wake up. This has to be a terrible dream.
By Maryanne Kelleher4 years ago in Horror
I Was Supposed To Be On Vacation
I woke up with a jolt and focused on the gray metal a few feet above me, feeling my body rock. What? I was on a bed in a room. The blue cushioned chair and dark window a few feet away, combined with the motion, let me know exactly where I was but not how I had gotten here.
By Cassandra McElroen4 years ago in Horror
Johnny, Don't Go!
"The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window…,” Lynn whispered as I sipped on a sloshy, half-melted margarita. It was a balmy, September night at Lake Santee, illuminated by the glow of the full moon. I held tight to my tiger’s eye necklace, like any good witch would do when there’s blood on the moon. As a kid growing up in the 90s, Practical Magic taught me so much.
By Alexandra Sedlak4 years ago in Horror
Last Stop
The last thing that Jimmy David remembered was trying to lose the cops in the Impala he'd jacked an hour earlier, with a loose wad of equally dirty cash thrown carelessly across the passenger's seat. With three cars gaining on him, he'd cut the wheel hard to the left by the railroad crossing and mashed the accelerator into the floor, betting that the local heat wouldn't even try to beat the oncoming train. A glance in the rearview mirror proved him right, as all three cars braked hard and slid to a stop at awkward angles. Jimmy took his only chance and pushed on, gritting his teeth against the approaching thunderous roar and gripping the wheel until his hands ached. He knew that the difference between success and failure was about to be measured in fractions of a second.
By Robert Gibson4 years ago in Horror
Celestial Bodies
“The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window.” He always began it the same way. We would get a delicious shiver down our backs, warm our palms up to the fire, and settle a little deeper into the hard ground. The work trips began in early spring, and lasted to late fall, frost limning the tents in the slanting light. Between was an endless high summer, full of heat and long, lazy days spent swatting mosquitoes and trudging up and down hills. My father’s job was identifying the tiny invasive insects that burrow deep beneath the tree’s flesh, withering them bit by bit, until what was once lush forest hung skeletal hands up to the sky. It was a bittersweet one, bitter in its mission and unfolding story, sweet in the long cool draughts of clearest air, the vistas of frothing green, the simplicity of days kept not by clocks, but by the basic celestial forces that have ruled us far longer than any watch hand. father’s job was identifying the tiny invasive insects that burrowed deep beneath the tree’s flesh, withering them bit by bit, until what was once lush forest hung skeletal hands up to the sky. It was a bittersweet one, bitter in its mission and unfolding story, sweet in the long cool draughts of clearest air, the vistas of frothing green, the simplicity of days kept not by clocks, but by the basic celestial forces that have ruled us far longer than any watch hand.
By Nyssa Lyon4 years ago in Horror
October 4th
Keith never cared about his appearance. Rarely showered, smelled all the time, and could barely fit at his desk because of how big he let himself get. His co-workers would make fun of him for it, but he didn't care. One day at work, a client came in inquiring about a loan he applied for. Keith had reviewed the application, but it didn't meet policy standards. Now Keith never really paid much attention when he got the job, and accepted the loan. The client was excited to finally start his own business. Later in the day, Keith's boss found out about the accepted loan, and was furious with Keith, and informed him that the loan didn't meet the standards. With a straight look on Keith's face, he was quickly fired. Unfazed by this action, he walked out from the front doors of the bank and headed home.
By Rachel Dailey4 years ago in Horror
