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Classic Movie Review: 'Black Christmas (1974)'
Black Christmas (1974) Directed by Bob Clark Written by A. Roy Moore Starring Olivia Hussey, Keir Dullea, Andrea Martin, Lynne Griffin, Margot Kidder, John Saxon
Sean PatrickPublished a day ago in HorrorTemptation’s Light
This bizarre and complex series of events started innocently enough. At three in the morning, I begrudgingly dragged my body out of a cozy, warm bed to answer nature's call. I never put on a light for this journey, preferring to use whatever moonlight is available. On my way back to bed, I spotted it. A speck of light no larger than a pinhole appeared to be shining through my bedroom wall. The phenomenon held my attention for about two seconds, then I went back to sleep.
Mark GagnonPublished 5 days ago in Horror
Coffins For Sale
Coffins For Sale By; Akil K. The sound of metal clashing could be heard echoing in the distance, like a reenactment of medieval swordplay. However, it seemed too late in the evening and far too cold in the suburban town for something as extraordinary as that to take place.
Empty Poetry and VersePublished 3 days ago in HorrorIntrusive Thoughts of a Psychopath?
Every morning, every day, the same. Every morning, every day, the same old humdrum. Wake up, coffee, shower, shave, brush teeth and floss.
Paul StewartPublished 8 days ago in Horror
Enigma of a Christmas Memory
Gazing into the misty embrace of the steamed-up bathroom mirror, his desolation weighed heavily upon his soul like an anchor dragging him down. His pallid skin mirrored the color of despair, and his bloodshot eyes told tales of countless sleepless nights. “Never again,” he whispered, the words etching themselves into the depths of his weary being.
Isabella RosePublished 12 days ago in Horror
No Good Answers
It feels like old times again. James glances over at his wife, grinning as they sing the words to Def Leppard’s song together.
Kenny PennPublished 9 days ago in HorrorNo Soliciting
“Hello! We’ve been trying to reach you regarding your car’s extended warranty,” Alec hung up the phone. He hated robocalls; he knew he could just not answer, but he also hated losing control over his phone. He worked a customer service job from home. If someone needed to call him and he didn’t have their number saved in his phone, which was often, he needed to answer.
Amos GladePublished 11 days ago in HorrorMy Image
The attic mirror shows a reflection that isn’t my own. Ugly and torn, my face, if it is my face, stares back at me with malice. A hatred, deep and boundless emanates from this vile thing. The air feels heavy and thick with its malevolence.
Sara FrederickPublished 12 days ago in Horror
Disturbia
“The police are waaaaatching youuuuu…This is a two-way mirrorrrrrrr…” The only other person in this room with me was my reflection. Did she just speak to me?
Dharrsheena Raja SegarranPublished 13 days ago in Horror
Stephen King’s “It”: Impact of a Legend
On this day 33 years ago in 1990, the television network CBS premiered the film It, based on the 1986 Stephen King novel of the same name. The film would no doubt become one of the most influential horror films of all time due to its uniquely imaginative and disturbing psychological take on primal fear and what happens when it is unearthed.
Joe PattersonPublished 18 days ago in Horror
Long Live the Queen
Peter Dumeaux lived his pale-skinned existence for twenty-five years without a single alarming incident or superbly tragic encounter. He was a natural redhead whose origins remained a complete mystery. The identity of his birth parents was unknown to him, and a loving family adopted him and took him in as their own. The foster family gave Peter an identity when he had none, and he remained grateful for the blessing. However, the emotions remained inescapable; Peter was a social outcast, regardless of the loving family. A nagging sensation persisted, screaming he would always be a human defect.
Blowing in the Wind
Palm trees rattled gently in the breeze as the water rippled across the clear blue pool. Lounging with a cold bottle of lemonade in one hand and a ripened date in the other, I realized life couldn't be better. With my handkerchief, I polished anthropological awards pinned to my safari shirt. As a world-renowned lecturer and real-life Indiana Jones, I have helped solve many mysteries of the past.
J. S. WadePublished 30 days ago in Horror
