Reader Challenges
50 Word Fright
This Reader Challenge is frighteningly simple: in exactly 50 words (no more, no less), tell the creepiest, scariest, most chilling story you can possibly imagine. And remember, you don't need blood and guts to make it scary!
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She dreamed of breakfast, not of being breakfast, alas. She was left adrift in the ocean with no hope or help in sight. On the third day she began seeing visions, and knew time was short. To perish sooner or later seemed the only choice...then the hungry sharks came.
Oct 7, 2010 5:48 am
by dreamdust -
He was such a charmer, no one could quit talking about him. The detective had seen it before, would he be the victim or the killer-the woman wasn't talking. Red hair, bright lipstick, edgy designer jewelry, good manicured nails-his hand held hers. The dead bodies sprawled together, quietly.
by dreamdust -
The dark side of marriage is well-known to insurance adjustors. The suspect sucides, slightly accidental deaths...black widows who smile. Hired hit men for those who can't stomach doing it themselves. Until death, doesn't seem so romantic, anymore does it?
by dreamdust -
Five. Five is a number. She knows that much. Eyes fixed on her hand, fingers outstretched, palm vertical, like the frozen underbelly of a leaping spider. Five. Headache, fierce. Soft digestive sound. Shining in the blackness, a slab of gray tissue, torn into pieces. Five. Her hand starts moving. Slowly.
Oct 12, 2010 8:02 am
by gpasser -
Silence was everywhere. The countryside was dark and quiet and the summer breeze gently touched her shoulders. The porch was open so she could not notice the presence behind. It was like a child, it cannot distinguish evil from good. Drawing its cleaver through her spine seemed pleasurable to it.
Oct 12, 2010 8:17 am
by imanalien -
Jill returned to her desk to see an icon she wasn't familiar with on her screen. She double clicked on the icon to see what it was. As she read she let out a high pitched scream while all her hopes and dreams died. The internet was down.
by david.j.bigalke -
One hole in a one-man box two sizes too small - dark, cramped, trapped. One hole spinning slowly past three choices. Say one and the box opens, wish granted. FALL FOREVER. DROWN FOREVER. INSANE FOREVER. Crazy can’t be worse than two mortal fears. “Insane!” The box spins on without opening.
Oct 12, 2010 10:19 am
by Monkeys6 -
Rain fell lightly as he crawled to the bathroom. After brushing his teeth, he noticed the back door. Approaching the opening cautiously, he remembered closing and locking it the night before. Had she actually gone threw with it? Pouring his morning tea, he began to imagine his life without her.
Oct 12, 2010 10:46 am
by aphaneuf -
He was ascending, much too slowly, Most were still trapped down the mine. Three never-ending months. His turn had come, at long last, but in the dark oesophagus something was going wrong. Terribly wrong. The cage got stuck. He gave a heart-rending scream. Oh God. His mind snapped.
Oct 12, 2010 11:39 am
by JeanA4 -
The thing still skulked on the porch, its grimy jester-like apparel jingling in the October night. "I have none!" he cried from the suddenly chilly house. He staggered over, opened the closet to get his sweater, and as the hands dragged him into the blackness of the closet, it laughed.
Oct 12, 2010 1:23 pm
by hex70503 -
Surrounded by darkness, the televeision flickered in muted colors. Startled out of monotony, I sat up. There it is again - what was that noise? A creak, a groan, a sigh. I turned slowly towards the door and screamed, "Noooooooo!" There stood my father, in his underwear. I am forever scarred.
Oct 12, 2010 2:39 pm
by cindalu -
He clicked on the link, hoping to find something original, something interesting to read. There were some good attempts. Some even humorous. But alas, in a mere 50 words, he found himself terribly disappointed. Where to now? Where to come up with five more words? There they are right here.
by chardman -
She was finally alone--hungry, exhausted. The heat was unbearable. Was it actually getting hotter, or was it all in her head? Knowing it was probably nothing made no difference. The thoughts were coming in a steady flow, building toward a crescendo of what ifs and what should I dos.
Oct 12, 2010 4:23 pm
by emeadows -
New York City blackout wipes out the electrical grid. All the boroughs are laid low lights. Most of my family is house secure when the power sizzles dead. That leaves me alone under blue to blacker skies that gloom paint the streets. I start my journey home walking five-mile long…
Oct 12, 2010 6:41 pm
by Christ7 -
I stop. Listen. Know it listens, too …
To my ragged breathing. To the steady splats of blood; my flesh in tatters.
It has teeth; I know that much. And a feral sense of humor, else I’d be dead already.
Hard luck missing that last taxi.
Oh God, I …
by Magdalene -
The figure rose in dense fog from a heavily wooded bog. The visage was not quite discernable, but heavy bandages swathed his entire body and head. A second figure, also swathed in bandages moved into my line of sight. Standing by my aging car which had broken down, I froze.
by darcykaat -
She imagined the office as a stone face, carved out into a cave. Torches lining the walls replacing the florescence lights overhead. Talking and keyboard typing bleed to wipe-cracks and moans. Ringing phones to screams. At the end of this cave a door awaits, she opens it-her annual review waiting.
Oct 12, 2010 8:47 pm
by Al.Norm -
The house was quiet. Even the sounds of settling house were strangely gone for once. It was an restful absence of sound. In this house so often filled by children, husband and all their friends; with all the accompanying cacophony that was her life. Then the heavy breathing began coming closer.
Oct 12, 2010 8:48 pm
by meglit52 -
She imagined the office as a stone face, carved out into a cave. Torches lining the walls replacing the florescent lights overhead. Talking and keyboard typing bleed to whip-cracks and moans. Ringing phones to screams. At the end of this cave a door awaits, she opens it-her annual review waiting.
damn you spell check! :P
by Al.Norm -
His mount gone lame, his water gone, he crawls along the ground
In search of shelter, a hint of shade! But wait, what was that sound?
His heart near stops at the deadly buzz! A blur towards him flies!
The rattler strikes, two fangs burn deep
Between the cowboy's eyes.
by JWHardin -
The giant was near. She hid under a table. Quiet as a mouse so the giant wouldn't hurt her, she crouched until her little body hurt from tension and immobility. Suddenly she smelled the giant creeping closer. The odor was a pungent combination of cigarettes and booze. "Hello", Mom slurred.
by moengey -
Thomas won, and he knew it. The game had been difficult; his adversary formidable. But in the end, guile and patience paid off. Carefully keeping his emotions in check, he reached out his hand and took his opponent’s hand in victory. Tomas led the child to his secluded, private place.
Oct 12, 2010 11:15 pm
by tidedragon -
Life in a century-old farmhouse in Ohio: electric tap-water, a barn full of invisible buzzards and crows and nightly visits from ancient occupants; the sound of heavy dragging across the second story floor above my bed, the glass top of a side table shattering untouched and every night is Halloween.
Oct 13, 2010 8:29 am
by BetsyToledo -
They found his body on the top of a hill, all bent and twisted around a big cedar tree.
They dug a hole and threw him inside. Afraid that he would come back after three days, they “Planted” him.
Exactly three days after he died, he came back.
It happened…
Sharls3jsOct 13, 2010 9:20 am
by sharls3js -
Slithering down, around the kitchen table came the glove covered in mayonnaise. Gordon Ramsey chirped from the TV, “Keep her still. Use mayonnaise the way I taught you.” The hand unplugged the TV, ran the goo through my hair, grabbed me by my apron and rammed me into the outlet.
Oct 13, 2010 12:12 pm
by LindaTea -
It began as a tickle deep in her nasal passages. A constant irritation that colored her days and filled her nights with dreams of being prepared for entombment in an ancient pyramid. When it squirmed its way out and dropped on her plate, she was torn between revulsion and relief.
Oct 13, 2010 1:11 pm
by kaijen -
Her imagination had always been a safe place where the outside world could not reach. Even the loss of her parents had not infiltrated this haven, but running over that child whilst drunk had created an inner hell which imprisoned her; there was now no safe place to go...
by John_Saxon -
The mirror began to flow. The glowing dots of red seemed to be penetrating her very soul. She opened her mouth to scream and no sound came out. She couldn't breath. The shape pressed up close to the mirror, warping, melting the silver of the glass. And broke through.
Oct 13, 2010 5:15 pm
by unpure -
Walking from the basement kindergarten room to the bathroom, I had to pass a large, red door with a sign saying, "DANGER" on it. My older sister told me there were kid-eating monsters behind the door. Still, I had to go. Tiptoe down the hallway, scoot in the bathroom. Whew!
Oct 13, 2010 5:21 pm
by pware -
Before us the soldiers rent the book from its covers, bindings, pages. Then they caught it afire. Sickened fascination fought with deep horror as I watched. Now I'm sitting in a corner of the lightless prison. The others have been taken out one by one. I am to die last.
Oct 14, 2010 12:49 am
by rosesareread -
“Thump” Mrs. Hadley’s renter had returned. “You hide every time the police show up,” she screamed. “I’ll take care of you myself” She grabbed a knife and rushed up the stairs. Tripping on the last one, she fell and watched the blade coming toward her. “Cooo” called the intruder dove.
Oct 14, 2010 7:55 am
by kelleyboo -
Just as I was leaving the house, I heard a strange noise behind the bushes. A black figure came out, a long steel knife grasped in his hands. I ran, but the houses around me disappeared. "Help," I said with my dying breath as the knife slid through my chest.
by mdarneson -
Sitting in my room. Nobody home. The sound of a crinkling bag catches my ear. I ignore it. There it goes again. Nervously I check the living room. Nothing. Once more, this time its in the kitchen. I look and stare, again nothing. Complete silence. BOOM! Groceries fall. Mind tricks.
by bokur278 -
I ran hard, upstairs, around corners, deeper into the house, higher, higher to the top of the mountain. I’m running from an unseen monster with sounds following me close but not touching. At the top I burst forth into the sun on top of the mountain with nothing behind me.
Oct 15, 2010 1:53 pm
by snoopylibrarian -
Having wandered lost and confused after committing suicide, I turned a corner and found my final fate. Everything evil and grotesque anyone could imagine was my afterlife. Screaming as I was dragged into the pit of hell, haunted laughter assulted my ears while slithery, pulsating shapes surrounds me for eternity.
by debbnsabbath -
Slowly wondering down the long corridor, when suddenly the light I was holding went out, leaving me in pitch blackness. Heavy breathing filled the passageway . Heartbeats echoed. I stumbled along when something cold and clammy grabbed my arm, pulling me. Hot morally offensive breath tickled my neck. Death encircled me.
Oct 15, 2010 9:54 pm
by WandaMaynard -
Their day had been normal, to say the least. Their evening was another matter. As darkness enveloped their side of the globe, it was clear it would be no normal night. Fluttering wings hovered above them, cracks began opening below. The whole world was transforming around them.
by ChrisAC -
With her back to the wall, she listened for his footsteps. He was coming for her. Her breath, icy white puffs against the black night, was the only sound audible. Her eyes strained to see any movement. The scream she let out when he grabbed her was so desperately brief.
Oct 18, 2010 11:52 am
by rdwikoff -
Each night the drawer of the bureau slid open. One night I decided to prevent the drawer from opening by placing a chair tipped backward, with the top of the chair holding the drawer firmly in place. The following morning the drawer stood open, the chair back under the desk.
by barmstrong -
I slept, after having worked hard all day at inventing a terror.
In dreams I saw it all: the horror, the pity, how they bore their wounds without dying.
Waking, I found they hadn't, and might never, leave me;
Stranger, I implore you not to do as I have done.
by earthyannie -
It was a dark and stormy night. The child heard a frightening sound outside the bedroom window. Quietly, the child tiptoed to peek out the window. A fiery pair of eyes darted left then right, above a crooked smile. The child breathed out slowly. It was a Jack-O-Lantern! Happy Halloween!
by moengey -
It’s getting colder with every passing second. The pores, even they seemed shut tight. How long was it? That slight movement brings realization, the watch stuck to my wrist; the top frosted over. My lungs hurt from breathing even as I huddled near the door, too tired from the screaming.
Oct 18, 2010 11:52 pm
by outdoneagain -
Breathe in…breathe out…breathe in…breathe out…just keep breathing…what was that!?! Something moved…in a pitch-black void…. SCREAM! No sound…no sound….
Breathe in…breathe out…breathe in…breathe out…no sound…no sound….
It…touched…me…SCREAM! No sound…no sound….
Breathe in…breathe out…breathe.Oct 19, 2010 12:44 pm
by ggarner58 -
The haunted house spread and lurked in all of their hearts. They thought of nothing else. They were drawn back and each time one of the group didn't come back. The twins thought they were safe, but only one came back. Susie, concerned, went to look for the twin. BOO!
by dreamdust -
Awaken, I lie on the floor. The dimly lit room flickers in my retinas. I attempt to perceive my surroundings; all I see are dolls in the nursery. Did I imagine movement just now? The pitter-pat of feet echoes inside the room, I cannot move. Vengefully; they are finally coming.
Oct 21, 2010 11:48 am
by Zack-McClure -
I open my eyes, and the room's a child's. I've never been here before. Though somehow I know there's supposed to be a window.
But the walls are blank.
I bang against the walls, my fists connecting uselessly. My screams echo throughout the room. There's no way out.
I'm trapped.Oct 21, 2010 7:41 pm
by Gabiii -
The perfect darkness swallowed everything but sound. The scream lodged itself in my throat; I wanted to surrender to my terror, to let it know where I was and end this cat and mouse game. But I could only shake and cry as the claws came scraping down the hall.
by teachergorman -
Confused and delerious I wake up in a cold dark room I can't see. My body is aching of bruises and sores. My head hurts and all I hear is blood curtling screams. The door creeps open, a shadow of a man appears!
by MeganRaye -
Eyes opened after unfulfilling sleep. In his drowsiness, he couldn't feel the collar chafing him. He moved to quell an itch then found his hand arrested by a chain and no idea where he was, how he got there. Panic, heart racing! The door opened; he would soon find out.
by breakxcore -
Scratching on the window. Jack looks - seeing nothing. Now the sound is louder - persistent. This time Jack sees a shadowy image of himself, beckoning. Jack follows - helpless. Trembling with the realization he is about to pay for all the malice and ill will he has harbored in his miserable life.
by teegee -
One day,Willy was walking alone in the California streets, when suddenly he heard a noise . He rans. A man appaears in the front of the street and he went so fast that the boy did't even notice. The man pulled a knife, and they not turn too see Willy.
by MariinaaFaCa -
Jonny was playing with his brother in the livingroom when Maria was doing the dinner, when lights went down. They didn't know what was happening so they started to shout! Then the father came in bleeding and terrified. He told them to run! There was an assassin in the house!
Oct 27, 2010 3:42 am
by SniaAulestiaDalmases -
I was at Murphy's house. For over 200 years had died. Suddenly, I saw a shadow. It was Murphy. Kill me! Murphy chased me around the house, and I caught it. Luckily my friends came and the ghost disappeared. That night, while sleeping, as I heard someone whispering my name ...
by JuutRg -
He was new there. The house was beautiful. He alwais wanted one like this. Sophie, the neighbour. Sweet and myseriously. These day he met her. Alan was surprised when saw that her love the scars. One night they met in the street at twelve o'clock when she bit his neck.
by PaulaFernandezPerez -
There it was again. The blood curdling scream made him sit bolt upright, eyes wide. In a rubber raft - why? All the others in the raft slept on. Could no one else hear this? There it was again - then the water came rushing in, filling his lungs. Silence.
by jmcl1147 -
Time was out. She ran hurriedly to the car and jumped into the trunk and closed the lid behind her. She could hear his devilish chortle as he approached the car and shuddered. The back light was broken out and he placed his bloody stumped arm through the ragged hole.
by margiemcguire -
She was at home, alone, suddenly someone knocked on the door. Elisa went to the door but there wasn't anybody. Elisa returned to her bedroom. Later, more knocks. Elisa went there and when she opened the window to see who was there... someone took a knife and killed her!
by ruudvanmiaaaaaa -
There was a young girl who had a dog and loved it . One night, while sleeping, she heard a loud knock on the door, she was frightened,her dog licked her hand, she felt quiet . The next day she got up and saw her dog dead. Who licked her hand?
by blackveilbrides -
It was dark, the moon was full and all was in silence. The sound of someone walking in step with her made Jane hesitate and stop. the other footfalls stopped too. As Jane began to move again, and this time with more hast, she heard the other footsteps echo her own. Her heart began to beat faster and her pulse raced. She was in an open piece of ground, no one else was to be seen and she was afraid to turn round to look at who was pacing her. A firm hand touched her shoulder. She collapsed and entered oblivion
by marymc -
It had come to this. Gravity had begun its work to drag her backside down to match her front. She realized that she still had her hourglass figure but only if she stood sideways. Her reflection had been replaced by that of her aunt's and she suspected the beginning of male patterned baldness.
by deegee -
The rattling of the window, typical in such a storm, seemed more menacing today. It felt like an ominous warning. She slid deeper under her blanket in the hope that a simple piece of fabric would protect her from the unknown. Shattered glass…footsteps...a scream (was that her own voice)? Silence.
Jan 27, 2011 4:46 pm
by orlando1295 -
A tale once told, a story once seen; as my eyes lay upon a scene. I cannot remember how I got here, or where I am, all I know is there I am. Lying in the middle of a city, dreaming within a dream, I dream still, in a dream.
Mar 15, 2011 11:27 am
by Franky -
For years, I slew monsters under his bed with the flick of a light-switch. Then they got smart and took refuge inside him. They haunted his waking mind; I couldn't drive them away. Nightly, I tucked them all in together and watched his monsters eat him from the inside out.
by artofambivalence -
She opened her eyes to find herself in a forest. But wait - out of the corner of her eye, she saw a messed-up doll, lying on the ground. More dolls came into view, and then, they attacked her. In mere seconds, she was dead, just another messed-up doll.
by Browniemole -
I am asleep. I dream of pleasant times, and events. I awake. The sky is lightening, A new day, full of adventure and learning. I strech, yawn, and arise. I see the date. Its 7 November 2012. The hounds of hell are loose. The radio anounces he has been reelected.
by RICHYOUNG -
My life has been compromised and the entirety of my existence is now a moot point. I have been dedicated, no, more than dedicated to this “entity;” and now, after thousands of years of recordable science experiments designed to find it, the ultimate answer is known, and it reboots itself.
by mustang6771 -
Yes, it’s getting hotter. I’m sure of it. You’re sweating too. You can’t deny the heat now. Look over the side. That red hot glow below us is getting bigger. I think it’s getting closer because we’re falling towards it. How did we end up in this hand basket anyway?
Oct 24, 2011 12:51 pm
by remarriner -
Her brow darkened, then cleared as her whole face became blank. “Give it,” she said. Heart thumping, I stepped forward. A tingle of fear weighed my hand even as I held it up. Her tongue darted forward, then disappeared behind her mottled lips, taking my precious gummi bear with it.
by francaleeson -
The door handle felt cold and slick. She glanced behind her one last time, knowing she was still alone. What was beyond the door was waiting, and her heart beat against her chest, alive. She yanked open the door and screamed. He had eaten the last of the chocolate cake.
Oct 24, 2011 4:37 pm
by GinaMulligan -
Falling. From this height there should be no pain. The person holding my hand, screaming. I’m silent, waiting. Release of adrenaline makes time seem slower, when I just want it to end. Glass of the roof, once below, tears into my skin. It was better than burning, my final thought.
by dcjensen -
Juliette stood naked under the autumn stars, sacrificial blood drying on her body. Her hair was again raven hued and full, her skin once more firm and smooth. She opened her arms to the breeze, knowing she would be content, if only she could forget the screams of the children.
Oct 24, 2011 6:45 pm
by Golem100 -
I keep having this dream. I’m outside, looking up, watching the stars vanish. There’s sound. It hurts to hear it. The ground opens. I look…down. I hear something… climbing? I lean forward to see. And I claw at my eyes and scream. Then I awake, to a black, starless sky.
by Golem100 -
He phoned, “Tell me what to do. I’ll get in a cab right now and come to you.” Her racing heart lay in silence. He can’t see the sheet-less bed, empty closets, clothes-laden floor, & mail lining the stairs (path enough for one). “Leave me alone, Prince Charming”, she said.
by spiceroute -
Pop Quiz?
Oh no. Not another one! I can’t take it!
I can’t believe I took out a student loan for this sort of abuse.
It’s just an elective! It’s supposed to be an easy A!
Maybe I should have read the assigned text, or at least rented the movie.
by remarriner -
What’s that sound? I’m home alone, sober, and in bed for the night. Who’s walking across this bedroom floor? How did they get in? Am I dreaming? No, but do I dare open my eyes or make a move, or will they leave? What should I do? Jesus, help me.
by chgocelt -
Bleaker Avenue
How do I write, say this?
I had a craving for salt that night. At 11:58 PM I was off to the Yellow Pearl corner store to buy a bag of chips. It was a typical chilled October night, fog, slick sidewalk. The cars made that “swish” sound when they drove by on Bleaker Avenue.
I had that feeling to look back. You know, it feels like anticipation pricked a nerve in your neck. I had to turn and see what caused it. There was nothing there.
If I had a witness, they’d easily explain it. I saw nothing. Now I crave the taste of warm silken copper and it’s luscious life giving crimson darkness.
Do you feel that prick in your neck? I’m behind you. Don’t look back. I need you to remember this.Oct 25, 2011 3:38 pm
by sorbe -
The Fifth Coffin
She should have brought her flash light. Her brown bag lunch made more noise than her heals. Adrian skulked around the museum’s lab. The exit lights red glow highlighted the five odd shapes covered in a dust cloth. She felt a cold chill run down her arms.
Her heal caught a drop cloth. Adrian reached to the fifth coffin for balance. It gave way rattled on its stand then crashed to the floor. She woke up covered in mud with a whip snapping above her.
“Slave, make bricks or become one.”
Adrian stomped the mud.
by sorbe -
The professor walked slowly to the podium. Philosophy 101. He unfolded old yellowed notes and began to read. No eye contact, no questions, no discussion. Only the drone of an authoritative voice. The ninety minutes of the collective silent scream was deafening before thirty bodies hit their desks and died.
by Billaki -
For five seconds it stares back from the other side of the mirror, and slinks away just as abruptly as when it first came on in the downcast room half-filled by darkness, with its eyes emanating faint glows, and the humanoid contours vaguely surfacing from the black abyss.
by kietjohn -
I still could’t sleep. Everything reminded me of that night, which I almost died. I remember going to bed when I saw her. She was there holding a gun pointed at me. She shot me. She was the woman who believed she was the wife of my boyfriend. She was crazy.
by beatriznovoa -
ven…eight…nine…ten...eleven… Oh how I hate this endless bean counting....twelve…thirteen…I hate it!…fifteen…No! Wait!.. thirteen… fourteen…I don’t know if I can do this any more. God, just let me get through this day...fourteen, no… fifteen…sixteen…damn... I really hate this…sixteen…No no! This is a mess. I’ll have to start over. Stupid beans. One…two…three…four…five…six...se
by remarriner -
Suddenly the door blew open extinguishing the candles. The room went dark, then cold. The creaking began and grew louder, then footsteps, approaching the room. I cowered. Suddenly, a cackling: “It is I the headless horseman, and I have come to seal your doom!” I knew the end was near.
Oct 26, 2011 4:27 pm
by nkbwilmette -
A bird is in my window, is a black bird. It is looking at me,. Are you hungry? wait, i don't see you very well, ¿Did you have a ball in your mouth? wait, there is blood in your beak...... Don't go!, i can't see you, where.... are my eyes...
by chris21 -
He was surfing the internet. But someday He found a photo of a man with a weird disease called elephantiasis. He stared at the screen for a while. The man was a monster, totally deformed. Now he's going mad. He imagines the monster on his dreams and he sees everybody like if they had elephantiasis. Don't surf the internet.
by elgarro -
If near Halloween does rain
And face's blood begins to drain
Darting eyes on house to train
What is this? Grain?
Do my eyes lead me astray,
As day turns from light to gray?
Spying eyes through window bay
Whence spied upon a TV tray
Spaghetti for World Pasta Day!
by Undiagnosed -
After the storm my family and I decided to sleep in the back of the van as roof of our house was blown away. In the middle of night I woke up, then unexpectedly the door of the van opened. Somewhat perplexed if who was going to open the door at this hour then A LADY WITH A LONG HAIR AND WEARING WHITE GOWN standing there- staring at me. Just a few feet away from me, I could see her side of the face because of the moonlight. Few seconds passed- what was she going to do next? Frozen was I, couldn’t even shout. Then swiftly she was gone, without sound of footsteps. Then realized she was floating.
by therese11 -
“Drunken promises”, she whispered hoarsely, nothing but drunken promises”. As her ragged breathing slowed, she grew calm. Salty tears continued to spill down her cheeks but she no longer felt them; tasted them. Her mind went cold with crystalline clarity. She knew what must be done. The trigger was pulled.
by snarky -
With audacity she stood her ground; fierce was her determination to live. For two—almost three years, she was more alive than she had ever been. She grabbed at the future and refused to be cowed by unfavorable numbers or her weakening body. But Death proved tireless in his pursuit.
by snarky -
She didn't know when her brain started to think by itself but that morning she felt a strange presence. She looked at the mirror and tried to touch her nose, but she couldn't move her hand. Instead, she heard a terrible laugh coming from her own mouth. She was mad.
by antiatacon -
He always quipped about what he dreamed.
A mirror, a blurred image of a person who seemed not to have eyes(...) It reminded him of someone. Morning of November 1st, after washing his face, he looked up at himself in the mirror. Suddenly, everything became black.
He didn´t see anything.
Don´t play with your dreams.
by ssarap -
The person who I love is in front of me. My feelings right now are terrible. I want to kill my boyfriend, I have to do it. I just need to grab the knife and stab him. Wrath invades me and I close my eyes. He's dead.
Nov 1, 2011 7:25 am
by Vania024 -
I came back home after a difficult and stressful week, with ten exams. I pressed the light switch, but the light didn´t turn on. So I went quickly to turn on the TV, but it wasn´t possible. And finally, I tried to turn on my computer and I couldn´t use it. THERE WAS NO ELECTRICITY IN MY HOUSE. It was the worst day of my life.
Nov 1, 2011 12:18 pm
by iago.cela -
Bumps, bangs in the night
Flight
Across tight and narrow bridge
Smidge
Spying ridge - reach it soon
Boon
Voice of loon on lake
Quake
Earth's break causes skid
Slid
Bound amid pyramid tombs
Doomed
Lost in womb of Earth
Rebirth?
Nightmare's worth of unexpected bliss
In a monster's kiss
Tryst.
by Undiagnosed -
Alternate reality breaking through
Somehow, I always knew
Magical key
Escaped me
Running for door
But meeting floor
What more in store?
Window suddenly ajar
Seeing stars from afar
Crescendo!
With my creative juices flowing
I want to keep going
I'm lost in a deep pit
Without my Daily Lit.
by Undiagnosed -
I´m in my room and I can see that someone is looking me since the living room. I´m very frightened I scape and I go to the kitchen to can protect me, he intent attack me, he want kill me. Suddenly I open my eyes, I was dreaming.....
by javi94 -
She was very young and she was alone at home , because her parents had gone to a funeral. At night she saw her terrible neighbour by the window with a knife. She ran to the basement but he was there, next to her.Luckily the alarm clock went off ¡ What a terrible nightmare ¡
by cristina28 -
It was my birthday. I had invited all my friends. My best friend Susan came with a friend of her called Helen. This strange girl gave me a present. She told me not to open it till midnight. When everybody left, I opened it and, horror! She had given me a human fingers with a ring
by Taniarellan -
My stomach started hurting bad, and the headaches I usually have out of nowhere came back, and I felt so cold even though I had a jacket on and was indoors, with the heater on.
Jul 4, 2012 11:49 pm
by streeting -
My stomach started hurting bad, and the headaches I usually have out of nowhere came back, and I felt so cold even though I had a jacket on and was indoors, with the heater on.Raspberry Ketone Supplement
by streeting -
I walked along the cold, damp corridor. Blood ran out from underneath a crooked wooden door. I looked over my shoulder checking if anyone was behind me. Slowly I grabbed the door handle. A red, blood hand stained the door knob. A chilled, shilled scream came from behind the door.
Oct 22, 2012 1:55 pm
by helenhlng -
It was raining hard. Shadows seemed to linger behind every street corner, creeping out of the cold, empty darkness every now and then, reaching for her with long dark fingers. She shivered as she went, not sure if she was cold or not. Then it came – the long piercing scream.
by helenhlng -
No more of this hellish life and the fear of when the next blow will fall.
She pulled the trigger.
Darkness surrounded her, angry voices screamed abuse at her, then the blows came. They did not stop, ever. She realised with horror that from this there truly was no escape.Oct 25, 2012 1:37 pm
by Kinalu -
"I do". Teresa said. She was about to become very rich and was going to make John the happiest man alive. "And do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife till death do you part?" "I do" said Dave. "I now pronounce you man and wife" said John, smiling at Teresa.
by Kinalu -
He stood and turned to see a figure slumped in the chair he had just vacated. He felt strangely unperturbed by this. The music was too loud, he couldn't turn it off. He had to escape that noise! To the bathroom "Oh God!" He started screaming "Where is my reflection?"
by Kinalu -
There is the cemetery nearby. One more dead body arriving; their kith and kin weeping, sobbing. For the keeper it's business as usual; arranging space for its burial...The evening giving way to night. In the dead of night I hear the sound of the bodies turning in their graves! Will-o-the-wisp and jack-o-lantern dancing making it a Walpergis Night orgy! Even the bravest will shudder; but not the Keeper!
by Foreshore