Stories tagged “murder”

  • Shameless 2

    “Mom! Mommy!” The wind blows through my hair pushing it in my eyes, but not enough to blind me from the sight of abandonment. I run through the wind, my feet numb against the pine needles under my feet. I’m about to reach her when the...

  • Shameless Part 5

    As I walk home from the school, my shredded backpack bouncing against my back. I scan the caving houses in a line across the street. Kids in baggy clothes playing with a football, mothers sitting on the porch watching with sad eyes, stray dogs sniffing...

  • War Escapees

    “You have to squash the babies. Before they grow wings!” The towering soldier yelled at the steely-eyed girl. “What did these babies ever do to you?” The 12 year old girl demanded as she cradled a six-legged, blue orphan. “...

  • To Kill Again

    Marlowe awoke at dusk. His room stank of rancid, rotting things but cutting through that pervasive stench was something different, something important. He stiffened when he realized what it was. It was the scent of the Hunt. His body responded causing ...

  • Dangerous Boundaries: Chilling Scenery

    Together they left Lukas’ room and moved into a freezing hallway. Sirach rubbed his arms before digging out the key ring and unlocking the door. Once open, the door revealed the reason for the intense cold. Lukas’ old room was covered in a ...

  • It's raining, why did it have to be raining?

    The tires span in futility on the tarmac, dragging water back into the air, while the cars motor went from a low grumbling thunder to a cacophonous scream of effort. The man checked in terror over his shoulder. The door burst open capturing rain as it ...

    • Author: Brahe
    • Posted about 2 years ago.
  • Going Unnoticed Part 1

    The janitor was mopping the main hall of the submarine, and no one was really paying any attention to him. He went unnoticed as he mopped. He went unnoticed as he crept over to the wall, and placed his final plastic explosive on the bottom of the wal...

  • Going Unnoticed Part 2

    “Hello, Captain Despeiller,” said the janitor. “Oh! Hello, your the new janitor, aren’t you? Johnathon Smithers, right?”replied the Captain. “Oh, that is the name I put down on my job application, but that isn’...

  • Beginners Luck

    Underneath Henna’s passenger seat, there was a machete, a 38 Special, and a rusted sickle with a missing handle. Janis quietly felt the shape of each, wondering how long it’d be before Henna decided he’d kill her.Perhaps it was a good...

  • Damning Testimony

    Know this. When I first took the job at Millson’s bakery on fourth street, I had nothing but the best of intentions. My writing had not been well recieved of late and I needed a job. I would like to tell you of the first morning that I arrived, w...

    • Author: Robert Quick
    • Posted almost 2 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Lips Of Blood Poison

    Night time stars fall against the tree Shadowing the horror of the monster, me Closing my eyes I cut skin neatly Soaking up blood so, so discreetly He needed to die, the man of that hour His words hurt, he was so sour I dragged him here, with promise o...

  • The Envelope Part 8

    “Someone doesn’t crack you in the back of the head then shoots you with the assumption you’re going to live through it. Whoever tried to kill me thinks he succeeded. So you can go home. I don’t need you following me any longer.” The alley cat...

  • Amateur Sleuths?

    Hey, I need help finding a murderer. Here’s a picture of my death. See anything odd or weird? Thanks for the <3 uuu.instagram.//98304

  • God and his subject

    “I am sorry Tom, but you knew it had to end like this” The barrel pressed to my forehead has been there so long it’s not even cold anymore. I’m out of points, no argument left, was I really wrong? My throat doesn’t feel dr...

    • Author: Brahe
    • Posted over 1 year ago.
  • The Reluctant Assassin

    His face disgusted me! I wouldn’t waste one glance in the direction of that wretch were it not for the startling contrast of beauty beside him. She held my gaze like a lover’s first love. I had to meet her. “What a delight to see you...

    • Author: BobZinga
    • Posted over 1 year ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Sea-Soaked Goldenrod

    They think I did it. My brain like a fractal array of stars; police coercion can fill any blackness between to make their own constellations. I call it false confession. Here is what there was: a journal scribbled with the ink-scrabbled eggs of a half-...

  • Do Over

    “It was the first time I killed a man, so frankly I’m not eager to go back.” Ms. Reardon blinked at the unassuming fifth grader in her office, “Matthew, I asked what you thought about going to college.” “Yes,” ...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 1 year ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Dark Queen's Death

    It wasn’t until I saw him again that I knew what had become of me. He was dressed in mourning black, and like me, he hands were blood red. I saw him with his next prey, a cute little girl with her heart still intact. I felt for her as I saw her ...

  • Steam, Murder, Scream

    Docile Live lobsters Packed in a wax box Grab them by their smooth body Where there are no spikes Their eyes are black tubes They feel the pressure of your fingers Grasp Those eyes move independently Bugging around Their arms splay Trying to shred your...

  • Entry 25: Three Word Prompt Chain-Punctual, Retired, Trudging (Mature)

    Sven retired early after his disappointing meeting. He had been hoping so hard for a raise, had been angling for a promotion. But the manager had not even looked at him, and even his pal Tapi hadn’t been there to commiserate. Fie. Trudging to the...

  • Hunt.

    I have watched my friends and loved ones die over the course of the last three days. Before now, I might have been tempted to call their killer a madman. He’d killed sixteen people to get at me! How could he be anything but a psychopath? I know, ...

    • Author: Silven
    • Posted about 1 year ago.
  • She

    She stood on the half-finished porch and looked out at the sea. This? This was what her uncle had left her? Despite her anger at her Grandfather, she’d rather be back in his opulent office, defiantly pointing her finger at him, accusing him of bl...

  • Made in America

    Donnie thumbed a crease out of his otherwise perfect white cuff. His hands didn’t look any different today. He knew that blood didn’t really stain skin but he felt like there should be some evidence that marked him. Not that his hands had d...