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Horror fiction that delivers on its promise to scare, startle, frighten and unsettle. These stories are fake, but the shivers down your spine won't be.
Gentle Breeze
The gentle breeze from the open window awakened her from a troubled sleep. Andrea looked over at her husband’s slumbering silhouette and wondered if he had suspected that she was the unknown assailant that every local television station had been prattling on about. She never meant to kill him. It all started out innocently enough. Well… not really innocent, per se. Hell, husbands and boyfriends go out looking for "strange" all the time. Why couldn't she get a little male companionship on the side? Andrea fought to suppress a shiver as she played back the whole sordid event in her mind.
By Corey Ivey8 years ago in Horror
Kidnapped by Killers
It was a cold November night and The Maestraums had just settled in for a peaceful night's rest. Everything was quiet, say for a few creaks and squeaks from the old house—but the Maestraums had gotten used to that. Their house had always been rather noisy, to say the least. The couple slept almost too soundly, completely unaware of the presence just outside of their room.
By sierra42098 .8 years ago in Horror
Now or Never
Morgan and her family never settled down in one town. Ever since she was three, she moved from town to town, never staying in one place too long, longing for the day where she didn’t have to say goodbye, wishing her parents would stay put. She has always felt trapped within this endless cycle—waking up to the cardboard boxes, having to restart over and over again at a new school every year, hoping that one day she could break free from her parents, and it happened. Oakhill. That is where Morgan’s life changed forever. All because of Chloe. She is the one that broke this cycle for Morgan.
By Sarah Alexis8 years ago in Horror
Under The Linoleum Floor
It’s raining outside. I've always found it peaceful when it rains. When I was really little, Mama told me that when it rains it means the angels are crying. I don't understand how something so beautiful can be born from sadness. Mama use to tell me lots of things, but she doesn't anymore. She use to smile and laugh too.
By E E Holding8 years ago in Horror
The Jump
Jimmy sat at the edge of the landing, six stories up, looking down. How will it feel he asked himself, will I pass out before I hit the bottom? He had read somewhere that most suicide jumpers pass out before they hit thus feel little to no pain. Is this high enough? He also heard that time slowed down and your life would pass before you. Will the fall kill me, or just break my legs? Several minutes passed and Jimmy's thoughts floated in and out of his mind without sticking anywhere. His original plan was to climb to the top of the towns water tower and just jump off the side, plunging to his death. However the recent sullying of the tower by a graffiti artist who identified himself with the tag BOOG made the attention on the tower too great. The local cops would now drive by too frequently, shining their spotlights onto the tower. Jimmy couldn't risk that, what if they caught him before the jump, they'd blame him for the graffiti and that would be all he'd be known for.
By Scott Tauser8 years ago in Horror
Finally Found
The sky was grey as the wind whipped up the freshly fallen snow. The sidewalk felt like a tunnel with the icy snow drifts piled on either side of my usual route to and from work. I knew every crack and crevasse in the sidewalk, and all the faces of the people I saw on my daily trek but today was different. The snow was unexpected and came with a ferocity that the town had never witnessed before. My path that was usually flooded with familiar faces was now barren of any life.
By Madison Krumm8 years ago in Horror
