halloween
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Burnout
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Emily stared at the flame for a moment, then went to relax on the old sofa. She’d needed this getaway more than anyone could know. When her friend Laura had mentioned her uncle’s estate was selling the property for a steal, Emily jumped at it. Her own personal retreat was just what she needed! She hadn’t had a vacation in as long as she could remember. Oh, she used her vacation hours, but there was never any real vacation. Those hours were spent running errands or taking care of someone else’s needs, never hers. She felt her eyes glisten and clenched her jaw. This isn’t a pity party trip; this is for me to relax and unwind, she thought angrily. It felt like she was always angry these days. She could scarce remember a day when she wasn’t pissed at something or someone. It’d been years since she felt lighthearted, had energy or hadn’t walked around in a perpetual state of weariness. She’d worked as low-level management for a large health system for almost a decade. During that decade the all-consuming needs of everyone and everything around her had crushed the heart and soul right out of her. She’d quipped many times over the years that she felt like she’d been told to “make bricks without straw,” referencing the Bible verse in which overworked enslaved people had their work made impossibly hard. She realized that was a ridiculous analogy and an insult to people who’d suffered through slavery, but she couldn’t think of any other way to express her frustration at the time. She made a good salary, and she was grateful for the style of living it afforded. It was the never-ending pressure and futileness of it all. On other rough days, she’d add an image of Sisyphus to her email signature, signifying that she too felt like the mythical man doomed to an eternity of pushing a boulder up a hill. She didn’t have a stereotypical high-stress job like a nurse or a doctor. Her stress came from the fact that there was never any respite from it. When funding cuts and downsizing hit the system, her team was cut in half. As the manager, she was the only person that was salary and the only option to absorb the extra operational hours needed to keep things going. Besides, she was the only one over her tiny department, and if anyone had any questions, she had to be available. Right on cue, the phone rang. It was another call from the hospital, another mundane question that could be easily investigated, yet staff always decided to call her. After all, she’d stressed so many times that she was happy to always be available. What was she supposed to say? I’m off work, please don’t call me? That sounded heavenly, but wasn’t practical for the survival of her department, and she feared any perception that she was unavailable would threaten her job security. There were too many people depending on her for her to take such a risk. She answered the question with a fake smile and feigned delight in being able to assist and hung up the phone. Instantaneously, the hair on the back of her neck stood up. Then she heard it. The almost imperceptible whisper that urged her to shut it out. Shut it out. You can’t listen anymore. It’s too much. She wasn’t sure if it was all in her head or she’d actually heard an external sound. She’d developed tinnitus years ago, and the incessant ringing always increased with her stress-induced hypertension. No matter, she decided to enjoy a glass of wine and a good romance novel. She opened her favorite bottle of Malbec which waited ready on the coffee table then settled in for some self-care. The phone rang again, with a different staff person asking the exact same question. Just as she’d done a thousand times, she took care of the caller and hung up, feeling wearier than ever. The whisper returned, this time incessantly repeating it’s too much…
By JD Gallegly4 years ago in Horror
The Perfect Match
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Johnathan lit the other candle and blew out the match. Everything was going exactly as planned. Lydia was going to be so surprised! The little old cabin was a bit rustic, but it had everything he needed except a refrigerator, and vital to his weekend’s agenda – it was remote. It was imperative that there be no interruptions, not tonight. He glanced at his watch, ten minutes after eight. She’d be there any minute! To keep from pacing nervously, he performed a mental check to ensure he hadn’t missed anything. Tonight, had to go off without a hitch. Gourmet meal, check. Romantic candlelight, check. New Egyptian cotton sheets on the bed, check. Two bottles of Lydia’s favorite wine…ice chest…tr…Johnathan’s mental inventory was interrupted by the sound of tires on gravel. His pulse quickened as he quickly smoothed his freshly pressed blue button up, the one Lydia said made his eyes look bluer than the ocean. This was the night he’d been waiting for! Everything depended on tonight. Everything! There was no future for him without Lydia and he needed tonight to go his way. Jonathan took one deep breath to gather his courage and opened the door. Lydia had just gotten out of her Uber with her overnight bag and waved happily as she shouted from the driveway, “Hey Babe! You get tired of waiting?”
By JD Gallegly4 years ago in Horror
The Woman in the Red Car
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window, then a silhouette of a shadow appeared by the window. It looked like a silhouette of a small child. All a sudden, it looked like the candle was picked up and thrown against the window with a horrific sound of a scream. Suddenly, two more shadow silhouettes appeared by the window, they seemed to be very upset with each other. Their movements were so telling that it was scary the noises they were making to each other, as to be communicating something so horrific. The smallest “child” was the one with the worst horrible scream. A mile away, three teenagers, Nena, Adam, and Kaya were camping with their parents, when they heard the screams. They followed each other to find out where the screaming was coming from. Thinking it was another kid needing help, they decided not to tell their parents. As they got closer to the screams, they became more scared. They decided to go back to their camping area, when they noticed the cabin that had the noises was too dark and too scary. Trying to run back to their cabin, they realized they were lost. All three were screaming for help, but no one was around there to hear them. When they screamed for help, different kind of horrific screams came from all around them. The faster they ran, the more lost they became. Trying to find their way back to their cabin, they ran into a headless body that was hanging on a tree. Their screams of desperation were horrific, especially Adams, who was the youngest of the three. They ran and ran faster to get back to their cabin. The more they ran, the more lost they became. They were running so fast, that they didn’t realize what was in front them. Suddenly, Nena tripped and fell on a decapitated head of a child. They felt like they were going to die, even though, they didn’t see anything around them or chasing them. One by one, they disappeared. Nena vanished when she fell and tripped on the decapitated head of a child. Kaya and Adam decided to run as fast as they could to get help. The faster they ran, the further they got lost. Kaya kept running and screaming for help and her echoes could be heard in the woods. Suddenly, she turns around to tell Adam to run faster, but Adam is nowhere to be seen. Kaya became more and more terrified and scared like she had never been, even though, she was the toughest of the three. Not only would she scream for help but would cry so hard that she could feel the fear in her body. A lot of the times, she felt like giving up, but the thought of not finding her siblings gave her more strength to keep going and to try finding some help. Kaya kept running and running, until she spots a street with traffic in it on her way and decided to stop a car and ask for help. She felt that was the only way out. A red car stopped with a middle-aged woman driving it and offered Kaya some help. Kaya got into the red car thinking she was safe. Crying hysterically, she tells the woman the horror that had been happening since her and her sibling’s left their parents’ cabin. Without a word, the woman starts driving. Kaya realized that the woman in the red car was taking her back to the cabin, where all the screams were coming from, in the beginning. Scared to death, Kaya starts begging the women to please take her to her parent’s cabin and to let her go. The woman looks at her and gives her the evilest grin kaya has ever seen. Getting closer and closer to the cabin, Kaya hears all the horrible cries and screams coming from inside the cabin. Once the woman in the red car takes Kaya inside the cabin, all the screams and horrific sounds stopped. Nena, Adam and Kaya were never found, dead or alive.
By Maria Alvarez Garcia 4 years ago in Horror
Don't Scream Or You Will Die
One day, a lady name Carol found a home in Louisiana on a street named Elm Street. Before Carol decided to move she went to a bar around the corner from the home where she really wanted to move. This bar was in an alley, you had to get in the bar through the alley door. Many people went to this bar during the day and that's where Carol introduced herself to everyone including the bartender who was also the owner of the bar. While Carol was holding a conversation with the bartender she asked him why was he working behind the bar, he then said he needed to hire someone that had experience bartending. Carol told him that she was a bartender at her last job in New York, but she decided after 12 years she wanted a change of atmosphere. She would come to New Orleans with her friends for Mardi Gras every year and she loved the music, the food, and just the whole vibe of New Orleans, so she decided to move to New Orleans. The Bartender asked her if she could bring in her resume he would take a look at it to see her qualifications then maybe he would consider hiring her. he then asked her if she had transportation to get to work, and she said no I don't but I'll be moving on around the corner on Elm Street. Everyone in the bar got quiet, Then the bartender told her the story about the ghost of Elm Street, while everyone sat and listen. you could see the fear in the eyes of the people in the bar, you could literally feel the fear in the room. As the bartender told the story you could see the hair raise from the bartenders arms. He was scared just telling the story about the ghost of Elm Street. But Carol didn't pay that story any mind she knew about the voodoo in New Orleans but ghost was the least of her worry. Carol told the bartender and everyone that was listening to the story that already knew about the ghost on elm street, to hear Carol say it's the living I worry about not the dead. Carol then went on and said she liked the home and that she will be moving on Elm Street tomorrow morning. The Bartender asked her would she reconsider moving there and that no one lives on that street. he told Carol that she would be alone and if she was to get in any trouble no one would be there to help her, Again that didn't phase her, she still was determined to move to Elm Street. Carol told the bartender she didn't have a car and if she would get the job she would be around the corner. As Carol got ready to leave the bar he told her he would need someone to bartend on the night shift but if he considered her app he would reccommend that she didn't come to work on October 30th the night before Halloween. She looked at him with a grin on her face and walk out of the bar through the alley door. The alley that's connected to elm street. The following day which is October 30 the night before Halloween Carol bought her resume to the bartender he then hired her. He told her to not come to work tonight he stressed to her to stay home and lock the doors do not come out for anything again she brushes it off. Night fell and Carol Decided she was going to prove that nothing was going to happen to her and that the story was all it was just a story and there was no such thing as a ghost on Elm Street. Carol Moved in that morning, while enjoying her home, Carol couldn't wait to go to work and prove to everyone that she was able to walk to work and nothing happened. Carol's shift starts at 12 midnight, Carol decided to leave at 11;30 because she had to walk to work and her job it was just around the corner. Carol wanted to be on time for her first night of work. As Carol was walking to work she heard footsteps and a voice saying "Don't Scream or you will Die" Carol kept walking and the fog had gotten thicker and thicker. Carol still didn't believe it was a ghost, she thought it was just someone following her, Carol looked at the back of her but she couldn't see anything because the fog was too thick but she could still hear the voice telling her that if she screams she will die. Carol started running but for someone that doesn't believe in ghosts she ran and ran but she wouldn't scream. Maybe Carol started to believe the story after all but it was too late Carol left her home and had no one around to help her. Carol is frightened and she doesn't know what to do. She thought maybe if I made it this far maybe I should make it back home but the ghost was behind her so she thought. Carol made a run for it and she made it to the alley, Carol knew that the alley is where the bar was but she still had a ways to go. Carol started weeping in horror, you could hear her talking to herself telling herself why she didn't just listen, Carol ran into the alley but she was stuck the alley kept getting longer and longer, Carol was just running in place. She then falls to the ground in pain and agony because she had broken her ankle, as Carol was on the ground she tried her best to keep quiet but the pain was excruciating. Carol tried to crawl her way to the bar but she knew that whatever was following her was still there. Carol was feeling around on the ground to see if she could find a stick or anything. She knew that if it was the Ghosts of Em Street she wouldn't be able to fight it or kill it. Carol started panicking because she thinks she has turned the wrong way, Carol is still under the fog on the ground and she was safe there because the ghosts didn't see her but they could hear her making noise from the pain she was in. Carol decided that she needed to stand up and try to walk, as she did holding the iron pipe that she found on the ground, she used the to lift herself up from the ground only to come face to face to face with the Ghosts of Elm Street. Carol looked at the ghost in a horror begging the ghosts of Elm Street to please not hurt her. The ghost then pull out some type of machete-looking knife and tried to slice Carol but the ghost could not touch or hurt as long as she didn't scream. But she didn't know that at the time, Carol was so afraid that she was really looking at the ghost of elm street. She kept her composer and realized that if she didn't scream the ghost of elm street couldn't hurt her but only frighten her. Carol looked at the ghosts of elm street covered in blood after killing their prays every year, the blood stayed on them. As Carol tried to walk fast holding the pipe in her hand she was in so much pain that makes her want to scream. Again Carol falls to the ground she crawled and crawled only to end up back on Elm Street. As she stood up a second time she screams in pain only for the ghosts of elm street to chop her head off. Carols lifeless body still standing due to the nerves reacting in her body, every ghost one by one started chopping her into pieces as her body still standing. After chopping her head off then they chopped her hands off then her arms, another ghost came around and sliced her upper body in half. Carol's body finally hit the ground. All of a sudden the moon moved away from the sun and the fog dissipated. The people that stayed at the bar that night did not leave to go out until daylight, that's when saw Carol's sliced body in the alley where they screamed as they looked at Carol's body in pieces outside the door of the bar where she was on her way to work. The bartender called the authorities to come to the bar where they discovered Carol's body. The bartender told the authorities that Carol just moved from New York and found her a home on Elm Street. The bartender told the authorities that he told her the story about The Ghosts On Elm Street but she didn't want to believe it. He thought that if only he would have waited to hire her she would probably be still alive.
By Felicia Ann Anderson4 years ago in Horror
The Lady of Camp Moonbeam
The sun had begun to sink slowly over the emerald colored mountains, displaying the last of its embers into a haze of yellow-orange light, soon giving way to tints of purple streaks across the sky growing into blue twilight. As if given a silent signal, a glowing blue moon began to rise where the sun once stood. What few clouds remained, the moon's beams shown through like luminous searchlights throughout the land, and the camp, known affectionately as Camp Moonbeam, for which the area and the lake were named.
By william u cowser4 years ago in Horror
No Way Around
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Alice's snowshoes thumped against her boots as she walked home. The snow crunched, and her snowshoes sank in the snow as she hauled the three trout slung over her shoulder. She knew her father would be hungry by now.
By Adam Mourad4 years ago in Horror
Ghost At My Sisters House
My wife and I were staying with my sister for the night. The kids had gone to her parents house and having been married with children, we had no So we were hanging with our sister. We’re getting ready for bed and my wife and I were fighting over a single sink as we were brushing our teeth. The door to the hallway was open and I’m staring at myself in the mirror as I brush away. I then see my sister-in-law walk past me wearing a white skirt and pants, not three feet away from me. Mind you, and go down the hallway towards the living room and the kitchen. Now the layer of this House means that anyone and everyone needs to go down this hallway by the bathroom to move between the bedrooms and the kitchen and the living room. So, knowing that my sister-in-law had traveled that way and being kind of * **** I figured I could sneak up on her and scare the crap out of her. So I leave the bathroom and head on down towards the living room. No one is in the living room, so I head sneakily towards the kitchen knowing that this is the only run she could be in. I jump yelling loudly out in the kitchen. And there’s no one there. The only other place she could have gone is out into the garage, so knowing my year would have even alerted her, I walk over to the garage and noticed that the deadbolt is still engaged. I turn the lock open and close it again. Pondering what the hell is going on. Just as I’m doing so, a hand touches my back and I nearly **** my pants. Turning around so violently, I nearly punched my wife in the
By Dwayne nembhard4 years ago in Horror
The Pala Kani Incident
The following account was found in a box of diaries purchased in a London auction house in 1977. While its validity remains questionable, certain records suggest that events similar to those described did occur in Punjab Province in February, 1905.
By Charles Lamb4 years ago in Horror
The Jack-o’-lantern Burns Bright at the Berlot’s
Cobwebs and strings of skeleton lights hung overhead the frivolous partygoers. Jean sat nonchalantly in a far-off pool chair, distancing herself from the rambunctious crowd who seemed oblivious to the holiday they were celebrating. She wasn’t sure why she came to these things anymore. Every party ended up the same. Her bored out of her mind, with no interest in mingling with any of the buffoons there. That was college she supposed. Endless parties with little value, that everyone just had to attend.
By M.R. Cameo4 years ago in Horror
