Horror
Mine
She has to be the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Her tall thin figure, her long brunette hair, her blue eyes are like looking into the ocean. She is an exquisite creature. It takes only one interaction for me to decide that she is who I want. In fact, I believe she already belongs to me, she just doesn’t know it yet. Our hands touch as she hands me back my book, a sudden surge of electricity fills me to my core. Her skin is soft and smooth, and she stands so close to me, I can get a faint scent of her perfume. It’s intoxicating, the sweet smell fills my heart with excitement. I ask her if she is available for lunch some time. She smiles, she’s embarrassed but flattered. She tells me she is already seeing someone and in fact, he is waiting for her outside.
By Yusef Hood 4 years ago in Fiction
His Dark Secret
The vacuum sucked at my husband’s man cave. Why did he have to make such a mess? The door creaked open. Usually it was locked. It looked like a normal space. A large television hung over a black fireplace. However there was a strange layer of dust on it. A strange light illuminated from the floor in the form of a square. The thick white carpet shifted loosely beneath my feet. Old wood greeted my copper eyes. Curiosity forced me to open it. Cautiously, I looked back to see no one. Horror filled my eyes when I saw piles of human bodies and skeletons at the bottom of the room. A scream stuck in my throat as I hurriedly put everything back. Just as the door shut, Darren, my husband came home.
By Brittany Mitchell4 years ago in Fiction
MAY
The day Jaylee Sill’s life fell apart was the same day she first skinny dipped. In the shallow end of some obscure lake she went to for summer camp, she and her friends stripped off their suits and dove into the cold (and probably unsanitary) water with glow sticks on their wrists, giggling. Jaylee felt free, for a moment in the murky water, free from the weights that held her down- whatever weight a 14 year old feels anyway. She stood there, in the dark, water rushing all around, and she dove down and down and down.
By Gracie J Chute4 years ago in Fiction
At The Crossroads
"Jesus," exclaimed Hannibal. "What kind of place have you drug me off to?" Hannibal, and his girlfriend Madison, sped up the half-mile-long gravel road, pulling into the squared-off section marked with fresh yellow paint lines. Hannibal decided to drive to Crossroads B & B. He joked with Maddy that it was the least he could do since she chose to bring him instead of a girlfriend. As far as getaways go, this was not Hannibal's first choice. Rather than a weekend on the beach, a trip riding dirt bikes in the dunes, or even a boating excursion down the coast, they were in Northern New York.
By Jason Ray Morton 4 years ago in Fiction
What a Horrible Night to Have a Curse
The feeling was mutual between Tom Belmont and the city of Chicago - they didn’t like each other. The only reason he came here was the sales; he just knew how to talk to people here. True, he suffered a bit and felt weird and uncomfortable, but the money, food, and the pleasures made it worthwhile. Every year when Chicago came up on the calendar, it was always faced with an initial dread. His experience had shown that it always ended up a success, but still… ick.
By Josh O'Neill4 years ago in Fiction
