Stories tagged “horror”
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Jesus is coming, look busy....
“He’s coming,” said the voice. “Who?” I asked. “Jesus is coming,” said the voice. I chuckled. I should look busy, then? I laughed. That bumper sticker is awesome. “He can’t come back until your father lets him,” said the voice. “Y...
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10:13 AM, Found a Sprout in My Garden
Cold grey air came wafting out the hole made by two great pines. A moment later the fog would get sucked back in, right into the deep of the wood, and then back out, slow and sickly. Drunk trees leaned out of the earth on either side of the hole, twist...
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Love After Death (Poem) (Tag Cloud Challenge)
The summer’s light on watery waves Came shining through the sky. Aboard a flawless sailing ship, The guests sat close and sighed, And watched, beneath an arch of wood, The groom stand waiting by. A box was wheeled along the deck As petals led the...
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Last Gasp
Almost there, she thought as she dragged herself down the corridor. She could see the doorway ahead, and hear the sounds of the creatures behind her. Zombies. Centuries of human exploration and expansion, and it all comes down to zombies. The moaning w...
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Where's My Bloody Knife
A train is coming. I can see its light out to my right. My stalled car sits across twin rails of potential destruction. A horn blares. A light blinds. My seat belt buckle is jammed – or maybe I’m too scared and fumbling. No matter, I’...
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Ash's a Horror in the World of Pokemon
“I’ll get her. Just wait Dawn. I’ll get you.” I chuckled evilly. I ran after her. She was the only other witness. I already killed Brock. What’s left of him is taking a trip down the stream. “I think I lost him,̶...
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Santa isn't who you think he is...
Another hard day at work for santa, You think all he does is deliver presents all the time and all he asks for is a fucking mince pie Well then you are very..very wrong. All that is a cover up to hide who he really is inside, A cold blooded killer a te...
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The First Horseman
“Buddy?” a stout fellow at the sink next to me said, “ya gonna wash your other hand, too? – it’s not lookin’ so good.” He glanced over the rest of me – my clothes were immaculate – not a touch of lint, nor dust. My face and right hand...
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Along Comes a Sinner
I immediately spied a small dark-haired girl, leaned out my window, and beckoned her over. She was pale, slouched, and alone. Eyes downcast, she quickly approached the car. “Get in,” I said simply. She did. As she slid into the car, she appeared ev...
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You Didn't Know
That was strange. Her desk was usually very neat but it was also filled with her work—papers, notebooks, her laptop. Today was different. The desk was completely clear except for an envelope in the middle. It was small and a very bright white. Sittin...
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A Living Death
Huddled in perpetual fetal position, she gazed listlessly out at her pitch-black surroundings. Somewhere deep within the lonely recesses of her tired mind, a memory stirred, reminding her of who, where, why she was. Blind and deaf, she could only feel....
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Couldn't Save Her, Couldn't Stop Her
He saw her as she’d always been in his mind, a little girl – full of life, curious about everything, brilliant. But somewhere, hidden deep behind all that was a monster. When had it started? Her mind breaking down slowly over the years, fal...
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Two More for the Farm
The old farm was known to be dangerous. Though it was deserted, many people had disappeared over the years on that ancient land. Horrible sounds and strange lights made for good ghost stories but finally the police of Larson County installed signs arou...
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Das Milkshake
“My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard.” Hans pointed down the street at the small group of young men heading their way, gesturing with his chocolate shake. “What?” Dan looked up from his lawn mower and wondered why Hans ...
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weekend with the inlaws
It was at that point he realised that maybe he had gone too far. Sure, it was an accident – a terrible thing to have done, but in his mind there was no other option. He could’ve hidden it elsewhere, but at that time the kitchen fridge seeme...
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The Curious Ballad of Tatty Bo Jangles
“Never go into the forest… you hear me?” Stated Mother Goodberry “That is where he lives and that is where he will get you” The children thrilled by the story of the child eater known as Tatty Bo Jangles listened intently....
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Spaceship tragedies
“Rear engines are down, weapons are offline and there is a fire in the engine room” said brian, “Any suggestions?” replied dave “well for one you could watch how you are holding your coffee” “…..Oh shit&#...
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In these here parts, a tolerable day.
Clarice ran. It was catching up. The shambling horror that had pursued her throughout the night was right behind her now. “Help”, she sobbed, through her rasping, gasping breathing. “Help Me!” Her pursuer remained just out of si...
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HUNTER
Seventeen year-old Hunter S. Thompson was a near-mythological persona. His name was always uttered with a kind of trepidation – at least, uttered by those who knew that his existence was a fact – but always with a sense of respect. His know...
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Plotting
“Well now… this won’t do…” His soft round features were heavily marred by the vicious scowl. Contemptuously, he tossed the slim folder onto his desk. The greasy looking personage standing before him grinned hopefully. Pull...
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HUNTER: Gaining Entry
Hunter knocked on the door to Kramer’s mansion 5 times, then stopped and waited for a response. As was usual for him, he began to eye up the mansion and its environs, so he could apply himself to the surroundings. The mansion: a red brick structu...
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Probably Not For The Best
A laugh, receeding back into the darkness of night. It was long and low, creepy, as I stepped toward it. “What’re you doing?” Rochelle whispered angrily at me. “What do you think I’m doing,” I said to her and moved c...
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The Darkness
Time was quickly running out for Janet and she knew it. She had barricaded the room with as many random objects as she could find, but it would only prolong the inevitable. Janet spent the last few minutes she had looking for something, anything that c...
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The Room from Hell
“Mr. Vince it’s medication time.” A nurse with a squeaky voice spoke. The door creaked open to a dark room; Nurse Marie flicked on the light. Only to see Mr. Vince lying on the ceiling of the room draped in a cloth. As the lights star...
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The tomb of Nektah
Professor Lebnoch finished chanting. Dust sparkled in the candle-lit tomb as it danced in the air, and the chill of the ancient stones was as far removed from the heat of the Egyptian desert as it could get. As the echoes of the chant died away, reverb...