Horror

The wind cut into my flesh, passing freely through the threads of my lousy coat. It was a particularly fierce October night-- but I didn’t mind the cold. It allowed me to think freely into the dark [+]

Nana Maggie was a one-eyed, seven-fingered, one-footed woman who lived both down the street and a hundred miles away. Her gaze was distant (even before dementia) and her voice was hollow, save for the [+]

They don’t believe me.
Of course they don’t. Who would? Not my friends, not my parents, and certainly not the police. I’ve talked to them twice— the police, I mean. Sat there twice in [+]

I lie awake at midnight
listening to the song of crickets,
and to the rambling of my thoughts,
my bedsheets stick to my body,
as I am stifled by the heat.
I get up and pace across the [+]

Jason knew that his wife, Ashley, was less than enthusiastic when he inherited the family farm and tavern, but he never thought that she would run off and leave him without saying a word.
Afte [+]

My pursuer was relentless. Slowly, realization had dawned on me that I could not escape him. One mile had become five, then ten. With grim determination, I set out to delay the inevitable as long as [+]

“Gemma, are you nearly ready?”
“Coming, mom. Just give me a second.” The reflection staring back at me in my vanity is a bland young woman with minimal makeup, nicely braided hair, and pearl [+]

Sadie’s skeleton is jumpy in its flesh—itching to shift, twitch, tick. She’s been motionless for hours, hands curled stiffly by her head in a parody of sleep as she stares at the door. This [+]

“You saw it too, didn’t ya Nick,” Erika asked.
“Yeah, I saw it all. The dead body, the engraved pentagram on its back, the horrified students watching. All of it. But I didn’t see you [+]

There’s a creaking in the House.
CREAK CREAK
You go to check the back door. The screen door is closed. Practically untouched.
There’s a creaking in the House
CREAK CREAK
You go to check [+]

In 2020, the COVID-19 pandemic held the world in its icy, evil grip of depression, despair, and of course, death. No country, city, county, community was left untouched.
In a college town not [+]

I have had that weird dream for the third time that week.
It seemed to have brought me back in time, to when I was 10, playing hide and seek with a bunch of childhood friends in that monstrous [+]