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My Babysitter Was A Vampire
Babysitters. They’re seen as a necessity for the everyday working parent. This was a strong factor in my single fathers decision to hire a multitude of babysitters for me growing up. This was so he could work his multiple jobs to keep a shelter over our heads and food on the table, of course. Just like so many struggling parents today.
The Wendigo Named Deborah
The tangle of roots and bone stirred. Its great eye rolled around under its closed lid. Its claws twitched, the toes on its hind feet spreading as the great paw flexed. Its arms were placed neatly at its side, snout and face tilted up to the ceiling, long legs stretching down the cold, metal table.
Vampires? Such a thing actually exist you might wonder? Vampires have been around for over a thousands of years... each vampire has a different name and the powers that they have. You might have seen vampires in movies where they drink human blood and the human dies afterwards, or when a vampire tries to save a human by biting them and giving their own blood! That can be true for some vampires that actually have the power to save or fully kill a human. Like I said before, there are MANY DIFFEREN'T vampires in the whole world. So if your wondering a couple of vampires that you have seen years ago: here's a list of some vampire movies you heard of or even watched:
I walked out of my house mentally thinking, phone, wallet, keys. I always remind myself those three things every time I leave. I once locked myself out of the house, so I always make sure to remember everything. I was just going to work. It was a calm, quiet morning. It was just a normal Monday morning. The interstate was completely empty. There was a car or two, but other than that it was open. The sun was beginning to rise up over the mountains. The blend of orange, pink, and white on the horizon was mesmerizing. I remember saying to myself this is going to be a beautiful day. I had no reason not to think that.
Germaine Street - Chapter Five
“Look, I’m not going to hurt you” the attempted reasonableness in DiDi’s voice was betrayed by a touch of desperation as she sat at her kitchen table and addressed the wicker picnic basket in front of her, held closed with a rock.
It had been a long day. The rain was relentless, the wind aggressive and the cold, bitterly hostile. It had been a hard day. His mood had mirrored the black weather with its dark skies as he had mechanically gone about his business.
Can You Hear ME
The thumping was never ending, it was only the beginning. I sat in the chair in the corner of my office one morning, I had to be at work at nine o’clock all though I had arrived on time, my boss was apparently angry about something and let me have it. I was sure that I was not late, nor did I know if I did anything wrong the day prior, but still, the hounding was relentless, and I felt like I was the only one who was receiving the wrong end of the horns.
I trace the soft curvature of her lips against my finger, and as my whole body trembles against her amble body, I don’t remember if what I tasted was Malbec, Shiraz, or Merlot.
Winter was just around the corner. This morning was crisp and cold. A dusting of snowfall had come in the night and frost clung to the bedroom window in lacey crystals, giving a hint of rainbows to the morning light that shone on Ursula’s face.
Wraith of Wrath, Part I
Have you ever heard the phrase, "Nothing good ever happens after 3 AM"? Well, it rings so very true, especially for those of us who have to deal with the paranormal. Have you ever woken up in a cold sweat, heart racing, mouth dry, almost as if you had just run the longest marathon ever? It happened to me, and whether you believe in ghosts or not, this story is quite a chilling one regardless of what you may or may not believe in.
t was 1870, after my Pa did his bit for Old Man Lincoln, he got himself a small farm out in Wyoming territory, it was me, my Pa, my ma, and my sister. We worked hard, but the land was ours. Things went normally till a stranger came calling one unseasonably warm December night. He came riding to our farmstead on a horse blacker than the deepest midnight, though it didn’t seem to gallop it was more a glide, and when he strode up to our front door the animals kicked up an awful racket, I suppose in hindsight we should have heeded their warning. But my ole Pa, ever the gentleman he went and invited the stranger in with no hesitation. He gave me the willies so ikept my distance, still though when My ma took his coat, i noticed the way he stared at her and my sister, like a starved wolf eyeing up a particularly fat sheep that had strayed off too far from the herd. It sent a cold shiver down my spine. But before I could raise up a voice to protest, my pa hurried us out of the room saying that grown folks had business to discuss.
Sealed With a Kiss
The wind howled around her as she adjusted her grip on the ticking device, counting down the moments left until she could return home.