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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.
Learning to Sleep Alone
I turned over again. It felt like I had been awake all night, though I knew I had dozed off at least a couple times. The storm had gone from rain to hail and back to rain again. I couldn’t close the blinds enough to keep the flashes of lightning out of my bedroom. I needed to get some blackout curtains.
By Diane Fogle5 years ago in Horror
An Inside Connection
Dr. Cynthia Alford stood at her office window and watched Gerald get into the taxi that would finally take him away. Was her secret safe with him? Five months earlier, she had begun treating him as an outpatient for chronic schizophrenia. When she recommended antipsychotic drugs during one session, Gerald had turned violent. Fortunately for Dr. Alford, two orderlies were waiting in the next room. Since that day, she had been treating him as an involuntarily committed inpatient.
By Chris Mills5 years ago in Horror
Can You Hear Me
Part 2: Can You Hear Me The harshness of the weather outside my home made the chill in the air horrid. My daughter shouted for no reason to my wife for her to die and then she fell limp. I sat there stunned, what was I to do? Was this an actual thing? Was my wife rising right afterwards (which too was frightening) going to be affective as a good thing or bad?
By William L. Truax III5 years ago in Horror
The Price of Popularity
Sarah was sure it was lost for good. She’d had it in the pharmacy, where she used it to to answer a text, but it was nowhere to be found when she got back to her car. Not a big loss; she could go back to using her finger, after all. She felt a pang when she thought that.
By Sjan Evardsson5 years ago in Horror
The Owl Menace
It was a brisk, cold autumn sunset in the small New England town of West Chesterford, Massachusetts when my wife and I walked down the street toward a local coffee shop. We looked around at the many colorful reds, oranges, and yellows that filled the sky from the many trees around us whose leaves had changed colors and revealed their full splendor. Many people in the coffee shop sat around talking excitedly and sipping hot cocoa. But then we turned our heads to the right and saw something unsettling.
By Jonathan Hirschberg5 years ago in Horror
Sadie's First Date
I ran my hand through my hair one last time making sure it was in place and took a deep breath before stepping into the dimly lit restaurant. I started towards the hostess stand, hoping to be directed to the table where he would be waiting for me. That's when I saw him. He looked perfect. His dark hair was perfectly tousled and a few strands hung down over one eye. His dark eyes were focused on the glass of merlot sitting in front of him. His facial hair framed those sexy lips perfectly. I held my breath and began to walk towards the table.
By Sara Wilson5 years ago in Horror
Ride the Lightning- Final Interview
Grandad was in the ICU when I arrived, and I found my parents and my grandmother sitting in the waiting room. Mom hugged me when she saw me, her tears making my shoulder soggy almost at once. They wouldn't let her see him yet, grandad having just gotten out of surgery, but the police were hoping to ask him some questions when he came to. I asked what had happened to him, and mom said the officer she'd talked to hadn't had a lot of information.
By Joshua Campbell5 years ago in Horror
Fine Wine Pairings
Fine Wine Pairings My heart thumped loudly in my chest and my palms dripped sweat as I paced anxiously back and forth in my SOHO loft. I rubbed my damp palms on the leg of my white silk pants, not even thinking about the mark they might leave. That’s how nervous I was for this, this blind date of sorts. At 27 years old I had never really considered online dating, let alone online BLIND dating, yet here I was waiting for a stranger to come knocking on my door. Millions of thoughts flooded my anxiety riddled brain as I checked my reflection for the hundredth time. “Mariah, be cool. You are strong, independent, self-assured, and anyone would kill for the chance to be with you tonight.” I say to myself while staring at my reflection and flip my strawberry-blonde tresses over my shoulder.
By Jess Rushton5 years ago in Horror
