Welcome to our 2019 $500 Halloween Horror 50 Word Story Contest. Yes, that’s right. It’s already here. Every year we run our contests, and those of you who have been frequent readers, this is what you’ve been waiting for.
First we will be doing a print issue! We will be doing 2 print issues, and we will pick entries from this contest to be in our issue. If you had a 50 word story designated to be in our print issue, from a past contest, please contact us.
Second, we will be giving out a $500 reward for the best 50 word horror story. This is not easy for us. Every Writer is not doing as well as it did in the past, but we want your stories. I believe writers should get paid for their work. I wish we could pay all of our writers, but it’s just impossible. So $500 for 50 words, I think is a unique and valuable statement to our readers. Ten dollars a word is what all writers really deserve.
So here are the rules:
• Story must be scary
• Story must be 50 words
• Story must be original and your own
• Story may not be published elsewhere
• Story must have a title (does NOT count in word count)
• Deadline is October 25, 2019
• Enter as many times as you want
• Story must be written in the comments below!
• Be nice or be disqualified
I love these stories. This is one of favorite traditions of Every Writer. I look forward to this every year, and this year I have extended the time we are going to spend with the contest.
The winners will:
• Be announced on October 31, 2019
• Will get $500
• Will be published in our digital and print issue.
• Will get an author page on our site
There is no entry fee for this contest. It would help us out greatly if you would donate 1$ or more, if you can, to help out the site. We would really appreciate it. A donation will not be considered in the deciding this contest.
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Good luck, and let the writing begin.
HERE IS THE WINNER
I have picked 4 stories. They all have times and days on them. If the winner does not respond by Friday 11/22/19 the money will go to the next story on the list. Here are the top 4 stories in order. ONLY OUR 1st PLACE WINNER gets the $500. Also, so this insanity never happens again, the winner will be invited back next year to be one of the judges.
WINNER 1st Place:
Kit Steward 10/13/19 5:20 pm
THE MIDNIGHT INCUBATOR
She heard mushy sounds for days and suffered from unbearable itchiness.
A doctor’s visit revealed earwig pupae nesting in her ear canal, it was flushed out.
Later, weary from stress, she crawled into bed.
That night while she slept, the creature returned.
And finding the eggs missing, it laid more.
2nd Place:
Elizabeth Lee 09/24/19 4:36 pm
Secondhand Doll
She didn’t want a secondhand doll so she flung it across the room. Porcelain cracked against the wall. Her mom made her glue the pieces back together. A thin shard sliced her hand, baptizing the doll in her hateful blood. The secondhand doll decided she didn’t want an ungrateful child.
3rd Place:
Alexander Daley Escobedo 10/25/19 3:38pm
Heirloom
We Buried my brother today. Suicide. He thought something evil was haunting him. He’d been medicated, institutionalized, shocked and secluded. He found his own way out. I wish I could tell him I’m sorry. Or had listened more closely. Because, when I got home, it was on my couch. Laughing.
4th place:
JB 10/25/19 8:12pm
TITLE: RESEVOIR
We should have known something was wrong when we first tasted the water. It was a little brown, but no more than usual in this apartment complex.
We kept drinking it until it turned black.
When they opened the water tank, they found the bloated, rotting corpse of my neighbor.
We usually always contact the winners first, but after all the trouble, we are opening up the process. I am again, very sorry for how late this is. I did not expect 4000 stories. Next year I will be ready.
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Running From Darkness
I’m running and I can’t see more than 3 feet in front of me. As I round the corner something black and heavy pushes me to the ground. My breathing is rushed. Then it stops completely. Am I dead? I can’t see. Then the heaviness comes back and. . .
As I crawled in through the broken window of the abandoned house, something crashed to the floor. I wanted to turn around and run, but I had to show my friend that I was not a coward. As soon as I stepped down from the window, someone grabbed my leg.
Ghost
You can hear it creeping through the woods, it’s breathing in your ear. It’s watching your every move and listening to every sound it overhears. When you get back safe into your home and you can’t hear it anymore. You know it’s still lurking, watching, and waiting at your door.
The Box
I awoke in a box, unable to move. It was hot and humid. Every breath felt like an inhale of water. Screaming for help, I heard a voice call back to me. Fear surged through my body. “You’ll die in this box” said the voice of my mother.
Best story ever
Your story is magic!
After Hours
She worked well past the end of her shift as she tried to get caught up on the workload. When she heard footsteps in the hall, she thought the cleaning crew had come in. But when she felt the hot breath on her neck, she knew there was something wrong.
Ain’t No Sunshine
The sun stopped rising several years ago. Now we live life in darkness. Never knowing what’s around the corner, in the backseat, under the bed or in the closet. Skeletal hands reach out and pull me in. I can’t see anything around me. The hands drop me. It’s still dark.
The Bone Box
It was cold, dark and damp. I couldn’t see my hand in front of me. I could only hear a zen garden being raked. Slowly. Deliberately. Until finally it stopped. I could only move a few inches in each direction. I couldn’t turn over or sit upright. My bones hurt.
“I WILL SAVE YOU, LOVE!”
-Trust me, Jake! This forest’s spooky!
“C’mon Arna!
-I swear! They’re no ordinary wolves! They’re werewolves.
“Agree to disagree, whatever they’re, I’ll save you from all.”
I smiled. I knew he will.
“The real question is, Love, who’ll save you from me?”
Moments later, the vampire started sucking my blood.
SWINE FLEW
“It’s those feral pigs again,” Mrs. Palmer cursed. “I’m calling the sheriff.”
Her little nephew charged out the door.
“God no,” she shrieked. “Tommy! Come back!”
She rushed after him. But it was already too late.
Tommy had driven off the pigs, but tragically, the garden was a total loss.
The Closet
As a masked man searches my room, I hide inside the closet. My hands tremble as he approaches the closet door. Bursting open, I see him scream in terror. There’s no time for me to react when large, rotten hands grip me from behind and my flesh begins to burn.
Halloween
It’s my favorite time of year. Ghosts and goblins. Witches and devils. Zombies and monsters. The fake spooks and the scary movies are fun. Even the Halloween parties are fun. But I am much more partial to all of the trick or treaters. The oh so tasty trick or treaters.
LOVER
“I missed you, love” she said
looking at me
“me too” I said
“then let’s be together forever”
She flashed a crooked grin
And that gave me a shiver cause
she was already dead……
Monsters
They’re coming. Can you hear them? We have to stay quiet or they’ll find us. No, please don’t scream, I won’t hurt you. I know I might look monstrous but you’ll see the truth. The real monsters are coming and then we’ll both die. The humans are coming for us.
Is this the future?
October is here: if only i remember the feeling of being scared of something else than the thought of how many days I have left on this fucked up planet. They called it spooky season but now we call it one more month to survive. Why didn’t they do anything?
Psycho
What? . . . No, I can’t. I’m tired already. . . You’ll give me sweet treats? . . . Yippee! . . . You want me to use the sledgehammer? . . . Shouldn’t I use the gun instead? It’s quick and easy. . . Alright then, I’ll use the sledgehammer. . . So who is it this time? . . . He’s here? . . . And he’s reading this?
Found him!
The Package
I haven’t seen my wife in a few days. She has been away on business. Today, a package arrived addressed from her. Not knowing what to expect, I tore it open. The lifeless eyes of my secretary stared up at me. A note pinned to her head read “You’re Next.”
“Til Death Do Us Part”
Here comes the bride, as she saunters down the aisle.
This is her big day. Mother would be so proud.
Her face is glowing. You wouldn’t know that she has a devilish secret.
Tucked inside her bouquet is a shiny axe.
The groom has no clue what’s coming to him.
Sweetheart
It’s Halloween…. and I have something exciting planned for Cindy. We’ve been dating for a year and tonight, I’m going to show her how much I love her. The special syrup is ready for its final ingredient…..who just walked in! “Cindy, my love! May I have your heart as promised!!!”
~..I, Me, Myself..~
I’m standing downstairs, looking equally puzzled as I’m here upstairs.
“How can I be there? I’m here!” I bet the other me thinks the same.
“You’re fake!!!”
Shouting, I engage into a mortal fight with myself.
“Jenna, is it you?” Mum asked.
-Yes Mum……It’s…me!
My voice trembled slightly.
BREATH OF FRESH WATER
I’ve always known I’m going to die by drowning.
Whenever it rains, I see her face in every puddle.
Someday soon, I know, she’ll rise up out of the river. Silt-blackened teeth chattering, blue-gray skin waterlogged and warped, wrapped in weeds and green garbage bags, she’ll pull me down, down.
INTERVIEW WITH A ZOMBIE PT 1
Name? Urr
Age? Urr-ur
Occupation? Urrrurrurhur
Address ?Uuuuurr
..And, exactly how long have you resided at (looks down at paper).. Uuuuurr?
Uuuuuuuuuuurr..
Ok.. Very well
Now, I think that our next line of questioning should involve “…
Just then, the Zombie broke it’s restraints, and viciously launched itself onto the interviewer.
DESPITE ALL MY RAGE
I found myself caught in my own reflection
The mirror has beguiled…
Entrapped me
I am stuck within my eyes reflection
Every move — a wrong one
Faulty
The snare..
I am a fly, stuck in reflective flypaper
I flee out of the bathroom.. screaming
But
Not aLL of me escapes
CRAZY SCHOOL
The truant officer said, “I told you that I’d take you to school.”
“But this is crazy,” Timmy said.
Crazy as in undulating crevices and folds, razor sharp lights, bone crushing
sounds, and the smell of burnt steel.
The officer was now two, they said, “Correct Timmy, your first A.”
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Reilly 😉
Burning love
I slid into the hot water and grabbed one of the bath bombs my long distance boyfriend had sent. One of those luxury affairs with fancy names. ‘Acid bomb.’ Tangy. It hissed violently as it hit the water, which gradually turned from a citrussy yellow to a full, fleshy pink.
STAY ON YOUR MEDS
Sasha’s bar-crawling with her bFF
” Sasha, it’s Tuff love time”
“no…… not…’tuff love” (fake gagging)
..bFF, ignores her, continues..
” You can’t just keep pretending that”…
~Bump~
Oh! Sorry
It’s John, from work
..”Hey! Sasha!.. Wryd? ”
“Out with my bFF”
John looks quizzically..
..”umm.. Sasha?”..
“There’s nobody else with you? “
I’m rather fond of this one
Tiny edit at the end there
Burning love
I slid into the hot water and grabbed one of the bath bombs my long distance boyfriend had sent. One of those luxury affairs with fancy names. ‘Acid bomb.’ Tangy. It hissed violently as it hit the water, which gradually turned from a citrussy yellow to a full-bodied, fleshy pink.
SWEET LONELY GIRLS
Albert likes to lick their gravestones at night. He delicately traces his tongue over each name indented in the cold granite, trembling with the memory of their death. Gliding slowly along the chiseled letters, he conjures the image of each girl’s pretty little face as she took her last breath.
COLOUR ME TABULA RASA
(a 50 word story)
He’s a null space
An extraction
Where he begins
Things tend
To
..end
Where he walked
Everything went black
Power would cease
Phones dampened…
It was frustrating
All he wanted was a iced mochachino
What am I?.. He wondered
‘ don’t think that we’re allowed to ever truly know what we are’
OZ. … REVISITED
Dorothy wondered how cautious the Wicked Witch had to be while peeing to avoid melting..
The Scarecrow’s cerebellum lack imbued him an exhilarating non-linear understanding of time.. And everything would’ve been fine, had the Tinman not opened up his non-existent, black hole heart, and swallowed all of Oz whole. 49
Speeding Ticket
I was given a speeding ticket. I was sweating, I had become fidgety and restless. I had to go.
That idiot officer even took an alcohol test.
He let me go, lucky for him.
I have anxiety issues. And who wouldn’t if there is a body in their car’s trunk?
IF A TREE FALLS IN THE FOREST?
(50 word horror story #16)
The trees were whispering.. But only he could hear them… the trees cried genocide from the rainforest and beyond.. ‘What can I do to help?’ He implored, but the trees couldn’t understand him.. Which made it all the more ironic when the big oak crushed his car and him flat
Out to sea
I screamed in the bitter cold of night. My throat scratched at the air carrying my voice over waters and echoing amongst sharp rocks. The darkness was enlightened by my shrill, and those who heard it came. Their boats crashed into the black rocks and sank, killed by the siren.
Blood diamond
“I must have it, Gerald!” Cindy’s eyes sparkled.
“Looks a bit dull, darling.”
“When madam wears it, it will sparkle brighter than madam’s eyes!”
Every day, the blood red diamond shone more brilliantly.
“Are you allright, darling? You’ve been looking rather pale.”
Cindy turned to him with dull, unseeing eyes.
Their Last Kiss
“Can you kiss me for the last time?” She pleaded with filled eyes.
“Just get it over with.”
She came close, pressed her lips against his – it was their most passionate kiss.
He felt dizzy.
“Baby, there’s poison on my lips. I told you, it’s our last kiss.” She said.
SHE WAS EVERYBODY’S SUNSHINE
She was electricity, lightning in the flesh
Spontaneous
She brightened sunshine, and made the music tingle more forthright..
She was life’s embodiment
And the shadow dweller lying in wait, in the basement, by the tree.. wanted to take it (and her) all away.
The Pastry Shop
“New design in!” The worker shouted.
“Thank you for coming. Please do reach our nearest branch if you find a vulnerable design.” The receptionist said to the customer.
He nodded and went.
“New design in! Where should I place it?” Another shout.
“Cut the throat, put to display.” She said.
Voo-Doo doll
I fell to my knees with rocks digging under my fabric. His hand shoved me into a pile of broken glass, slicing my delicate skin. He pulled me out again to see my bloodied face before wrapping barb wire around my whole body. How I hated being a Voo-Doo doll.
THE BIG TOP
“WTF???” ..he awoke screaming … gesticulating wildly, limblessly
His appendages wrapped, nothing but nubs
The orderly reminded him
“You wanted this.. Said you’d become a more aerodynamic human cannonball”
They wheelchair his son in..
Also, now a human weeble wobble
“Why him too??? ”
“You said that you wanted a family act”
Shadow Self
I tip-toe gently through the field. My shadow the only thing keeping my company. I bend down to grab a watergun on the ground. I lift it up, my shadow moving with me. The plastic toy moves to my head. Shadow me pulls the trigger, I fall to the ground.
Grandma’s Doll
I hate that stupid doll. It’s cute and all, but it creeps me out. I know you’re expecting to hear about how I see it move or how it’s watching me, but it isn’t like that at all. It just looks too much like the little girl under my bed.
Collecting Candies
Night is my time.
And Halloween is the night of the year.
I get to dress up in my little black dress and go from home to home collecting candies. I have tongues and fingers also but mostly, I enjoy collecting eyeballs. They are the perfect round things to wrap.
HANGNAIL
Our son picked up an odd stick during our Sunday morning hike. That’s our best guess as to how it started.
The doctors think it must’ve gotten in through the hangnail on our son’s thumb.
We all had baths that night.
Now they’re inside all of us.
Writhing.
Eating.
Growing.
EVEN THE KETAMINE AIN’T MINE
(50 word horror story #17)
The walls were talking to him..he’d been high before, but this was transinditional.. The peyote that the shaman had given him was too strong..
The walls told him secrets until his eyes bled. And he crumpled into the floor, whimpering himself into the fetal position … trembling like a child
Online dating
My eyes stayed glued to the screen. I felt tired, and my eyeballs burned. But I had to keep going. To look away would mean I’d see him. The guy who I loved for years was finally meeting me, but he held the tools of a killer. He was watching.
BODEGAS BODADAS
( 50 word horror story #38)
“Hey!..I got them Z’s!..
..” ever try ’em? These mfers’ dripping cold!”
Order up
“.. asked could he eat my..”
“ s.o.b sent video of a dog, chewing off a man’s”..
“ better than Mollys”
..”Sickest shit I ever..”
All this assault… 5 minutes in..
He was definitely ordering elsewhere, from now on.
SENSE
I know that it’s there. It SEES’ me when I walk alone in the dark. It SMELLS fear. It FEELS the shudders go down my spine. It HEARS how fast my breath is coming. It TASTES my salty tears.
But me?
I see it when I look in the mirror.
Happy Endings
The Queen was happy as she had found out the name of the evil dwarf after all. Her baby would be safe at last.
“Rumpelstiltskin!” She had announced.
“No,” the dwarf had said and vanished with her baby.
A small lie had given him a great dinner that night.
TV
A little girl sat in front of the television happily. Her favorite show was on and all the colorful characters were singing and dancing.
Suddenly the TV glitched and all the characters stared at her, wide eyed, smiling.
Then it went back to normal, but now they were behind her.
Already dead
I looked in the mirror and saw tears in my eyes. My body was so numb, I felt like I was dying. I saw blood running from my face, but I couldn’t tell from where. I turned and stood at gunpoint, realizing the blood came from holes in my head.
Heaven Backwards
Nevaeh walked in the front door and relaxed her tight shoulders. Her friends used to say she must be an angel, since her name was ‘heaven’ backwards. If she had let them get to know her, they’d see her for the evil person she was. She had to kill them.
THE RAVAGERS ARE HERE
( 50 word horror story #27)
‘Omg.. We’re going to die!’..
” insanity is in their bites.. infects you”.. Makes you crazy
“They’re going to swarm through here.. ravaging! raping! pillaging everyone!..
“Nothing will stop them!!”
“That’s horrible.. When is this?”..
He said ..”it’s today idiot.. Why else would I be telling you?”
And then he bit him.
Real Enough?
They pointed and laughed at the android. She wanted to be loved and had expressed this to him and he mocked her.
“You look like us, but no one will love you! You’re just plastic and wires.”
“Then you will have my hate.” Her eyes faded from blue to red.
This is really good. You tell a pretty broad story in just 50 words, and leave it with a terrifying ending, which is only the beginning. Really clever and well-written.
Hitler’s Nurse
I gasped as the needle was pressed further into my skin. I let out an involuntary shudder.
“It wasn’t that bad now was it?” said the nurse with a comforting smile. I smile hesitantly. Then I feel the knife sink into my skin easy as a hot knife through butter.
NO ONE
Halloween just gets better and better every year, doesn’t it? It’s becoming the perfect night to, say, let yourself go. Let yourself SLIP. Let SOMETHING happen, isn’t it? Who cares? I don’t. They won’t. They can’t. No one has to know, do they? Do they?
Are you scared?
I am.
Second Skin
I stepped in the front door, dripping from the rain. “I have to get out of these clothes,” I muttered to myself. I headed to the bathroom and struggled to peel the tight, wet clothes off of my body. They felt like a second skin…maybe that’s because they were.
HARD TRUTHS
On her thesis paper she wrote “If you die, your pets will eat you.. Dogs start on your extremities, while a cat will eat your face
She wondered why
…her cat answered
“It’s because when you die, our relationship is over …and we no longer want to see your face”
BE CAREFUL OF THE COMPANY YOU KEEP. (a 50 word horror story #4)
She sat in the backseat
Dazed
Drugged
Spider Web stuck
And frozen
They were driving her
Everywhere
That she’d never been
They were hivemind
Buzzing
Raping
Taking from her
Things she didn’t know she possessed
Picking through her entire life
Hopes
Dreams
And memories
Like shoppers
At the Farmer’s market.
Dogs
The dogs continued barking through the night, keeping me awake. Finally I rolled out of bed to see what was going on. I went to the window and peered into the dark night. Out on the lawn was the little girl I buried yesterday. And she was walking towards me.
The House
The stairs were cold. Lined with blood and bones. The thing had killed millions. When I stepped on the floor and felt something brush up on my leg. When I looked down, it was a pool of blood. When I looked up it was to late, It had found me.
The Something…
Al and Susie were walking along a trail in the forest. BAM! A loud crackling sound whipped through the air. “Just a tree” Susie said happily. A great black something fell, landed on Susie, and disappeared, Susie had gone just as if someone had flipped a switch. Al was alone.
The Something…
Al and Susie were walking along a trail in the forest. BAM! A loud crackling sound whipped through the air. “Just a tree,” Susie said happily. A great black something fell, landed on Susie, and disappeared, Susie had gone just as if someone had flipped a switch. Al was alone.
Through my mirror
She sat facing the window, frozen with fear. She could hear the large boots walking to her room. Forcing herself to open her eyes terror rushed through her. The door creaked she began to shake and squeezed her eyes closed. She felt warm breath by her ear.
“I found you”
The ex-best friend
We heard a noise downstairs so we went to go look in the basement. We heard this creek noise so we ran upstairs and got my dad. It was my ex-best friend and she trapped us in the basement and used a knife and killed us only my dad escaped.
They’ve Found Me
I’m running through the woods telling myself it isn’t real. I can’t believe they found me. I was doing so well hiding from them. I just wish that night so many years ago never happened. Why am I so stupid. What am I gonna do now? They’re gonna take me.
The Attic
My dad picked me up from school and we were heading home. My mom and my brother were gone for some reason. We thought they went to the store. Until we heard this horrifying scream coming up from the attic. We thought it was my brother and mom getting killed.
SHIT MAKES THE BEST FERTILIZER
“You know the Kruglanski effect? ”
.. Looking into her eyes, he continued..
” It addresses closure, and the uncertainty not knowing brings.. . Like.. When you ‘ghosted’ me?”
She remained mute
“Luckily I saw you.. All’s better now.. “Remember, you loved our garden too?”
He began tossing her dismembered pieces into predetermined holes….
Surprise after work
After working a hard day. I came home to see my girlfriend cradling our child in her arms. I didnt know which was more frightening, seeing my dead girlfriend and still born child, or knowing that someone broke into my apartment to place the there staying there just being still.
Texts
All day long, I’ve been getting these strange text messages. They seem to be listing intersections. Curious, I looked up them up and realized the intersections were drawing closer and closer to my home. When the last text came through, I nearly dropped the phone. It was my street address.
Title: The girl
Three friends were walking down the street. They ended in front of this house. There she was. Standing. Jordan, Fernando, and Sarah saw the girl. The girl stepped. Step. step. She was now looking into their eyes. Ever since, the three friends were never seen. Except. The girl. Behind you.
Title: The girl
Three friends were walking down the street. They ended in front of this house. There she was. Standing. Jordan, Fernando, and Sarah saw the girl. The girl stepped. Step. step. She was now looking into their eyes. Ever since the three friends were never seen. Except. The girl. Behind you.
A SOFTER RAIN FALLS
(a 50 word horror story)
Cars burned
Alarms rang, unanswered
.. Soft rains came and went… nobody noticed
Freeways clear… the earth as silent as a mute
The Sleeping disease had struck
Everywhere, everyone that he encountered lay prone, unresponsive
Sound?
Pain?
Fire?
No stimuli woke anyone
He… insomniac on a slumbering planet
It was nightmare.
Title: The Picture
I was walking down my neighborhood, when I saw this gorgeous tree in someone’s house. I decided to take a picture of front of it. When I got home, I looked at the picture. There was a person behind me with a bloodied knife in their hand.
THE KETAMINE AIN’T MINE
The walls were talking to him..he’d been high before, but this was transinditional.. The peyote that the shaman had given him was too strong..
The walls told him secrets until his eyes bled. And he crumpled into the floor, whimpering himself into the fetal position … trembling like a child
Phone Call
I received a phone call from my father out of the blue today. It was nice to catch up. It’s seemed like ages since we last talked. Not much has changed with either of us. I’m still locked up in this psych ward and he’s still buried in the woods.
SAILING ON THE BLACK PEARL
Terror rose up to fill his throat, choking him.. The end of days.. Hell itself arising.. The earth a black pearl, permanently shut from God’s mercy.. The four eyed obsidian worm thing, wearing the semblance of a coworker slid next to his ear and whispered ..‘ I knew you’d be here’
“Halloween night”
Just to clarify before the story begins. When I say “it” I don’t mean the funny looking weird clown from the movie. I mean something DIFFERENT. I will explain later on.
There they were. Standing at the street. It gave chills to their spines. they were confused why, But they decided to continue down the street. They saw a huuuuge house, decided to walk towards it. they saw shadows in the window but need not question knowing “It” was there. hiding.
I mean “It” By the monster, all the kids in town see in their dreams Not believing it actually exists. The main characters of my story Are Jonah, Isabella, And the twins, Eve, And Evan
SCHOOL’S OUT… FOREVER
Normally, his daughter was waiting right here
.. Today?
.. the place looked deserted..
Searching.. halfway through school ..he began noticing bodies strewn all throughout.. When the teacher ran, screaming..”TURN! “RUN’ .. IT’S.. ‘HKKKkk’.. He runs over, and notices the grouping of eyes gathered.. raccoon like..
“It’s the children” rattling…”they’ve changed “.
SOMETIMES DRASTIC MEASURES ARE REQUIRED
” Little known fact ..” the professor offered “..current Edinburgh is built upon an earlier version .. “during the plague, infected homes were moored up, citizens buried alive in them.. ”
screaming from outside suddenly cut him off, as students gasped from seeing hundreds of the dead, shambling and rising up out the ground.
My worst nightmare coming to life
I was walking home at night through a forest and I hear footsteps behind me. I thought I was imagining it but then I saw someone behind a tree. I started running and the figure started running towards me with something in their hands. I felt something at my ankles.
PETRI DISHES ARE SUCKY HOMES
The micro brains were made years ago…
They’d been neglected since, growing angrier, sentient and powerful..
The researchers didn’t know what compelled them to pull out their eyeballs, tongues and stab ears..
..they also couldn’t stop
a telepathic choir spoke
~ ~ if we’re condemned to be forever mutes, so shall you~~
THE GREAT FILTER… ATTAINED
Welp..we finally did, and found it.
The unbeatable foe, the killer of our whole civilization
It’s us
Our avarice finally convinced men to chose greed over climate, or ecological longevity for our species. Only once inedible gold was the only fruit did they acknowledge their lunacy.. Too little, too late.
Autophobia
I’m not scared of clowns or creepy ax murderers. I’m not scared of the dark or of drowning. I’m just scared of myself. My biggest thoughts and deepest desires. I can feel the craziness taking over. I killed my boyfriend yesterday, I promise I didn’t mean to. And I’m next.
CASUALTY COLLECTION HUMOURS
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AIBOt-Series 2 responded: Yes AIBOt377-593?
..Do you think that more humans wound up in their perspective heavens or in their respective hells?
Whirl..clickety clack clack whirl
*Neither*
AIBOt-Series 2 retorted: I think that they are in the ground, where we put them.
{Binary code based guffaws initiate}
BINARY CODED LANGUAGE
AIBOt377-593 inquired: Do you think that the humans are mad at us for wiping them off of the face of the earth?
~Twirl..beep bork~
AIBOt-Series2 recalibrated: I don’t think…that the extinct ..no longer// feel anything ..anymore
{Binary code based laughter ensues}
THE APOLLO EXHIBITION
The creature is close.
Must hide… Spacesuit… Good…. Won’t find me in there.
Climb inside.
Attach gloves.
Shut visor.
Deep space?
No… the science museum – me, its newest exhibit.
Perfect disguise… the creature passes by… until I drop a glove…
Thud.
The creature stops. Turns.
Grins.
Comes back.
Uh, Houston…
When Eddy turned the Corner ant his house he heard music, horror music and when he look back, boom boom two gun shots were directly heading to Eddy and then the person that shot Eddy he went to his parents and when Eddy’s parent look back , clown was ready, Boom!
The Reader
You’re sitting there reading these words, wondering where this story will take you. It’s supposed to be a scary story and you like those. The adrenaline rush is fun. Exciting. But as you read, something dawns on you. These words are merely a distraction from what’s coming up behind you.
The night on The 31st (continued from “Halloween Night”
hearing the bang on the door when inside. They knew “It” was there. the glass shattered. They saw the red glowing eyes staring into their souls. the power went out. They all screamed, fell, felt the life that was theirs being stolen. Knowing it was the end they said “goodbye”
The night on The 31st (continued from “Halloween Night.”)
hearing the bang on the door when inside. They knew “It” was there. the glass shattered. They saw the red glowing eyes staring into their souls. the power went out. They all screamed, fell, felt the life that was theirs being stolen. Knowing it was the end they said “goodbye”
Time’s Up
My phone chirped, alerting me to a new text message. Snatching up the phone, I read the bizarre message on screen. “I know when you will die.” It read. “I could tell you when but where’s the fun in that?” A soft knock came at my bedroom door. “Time’s up.”
I startled awake, feeling a prescience sitting behind me. A shiver ran down my spine as I felt a gust of warm breathe trickle through the hairs on my neck. I turn my head in every other direction, terrified to see what was behind me. Nothing. I let my feet touch my cold carpet less floor, one toe grazing the wood at a time, terrified of what could be lurking underneath my bed. I feel a finger grip my ankle, I pull my foot away. Stuck, in my own bed, trapped in a nightmare. I hear a terrifying growl and lose my breath trying to scream. No noise exits my lips. Hopeless, my stomach churns. Then, my eyes begin to open, my younger brother standing over me laughing at my humility. Another day, another prank.
VHS
You rarely see yourself from behind, in life. Nor blood seeping into your motionless body. Faint breaths as my roommate backs into the room. First admiring her brutal artwork, her knife heals each gaping wound. My fingers find their rightful sockets like magnets. Settle in; death is life on rewind.
Title:Ghouls in the Pumpkin Patch
Jake and his friends strolled through the pumpkins. They should’ve come before it was dark out, but Halloween was tomorrow so they had no time. He heard a scream from behind him, his friends were gone. Suddenly an arm from the darkness grabbed him, and pulled him into the black.
SPACE IS NOT THE PLACE
Collins was lost days ago.. With only 3 hours air, not 3 days
Space exploration tragedies ..
We, NASA, all mourned… then continued
So how is something that looks like Collins is banging on the airlock?
Something that’s wearing her skin
And
Worst of all..
Why can’t we see its face?
OPEN UP AND SAY ZAAA
It disgusted his wife.
One had to excuse the poor beast, old habits die hard; unfortunately, this carryover from his ghoulish youth lingered long.
“What’s the harm in another tiny slice?” he asked, munching.
The creature savored it, for him a floppy, blood-soaked, skin graft was his most favorite treat.
GLUTEN FREE FOR ME
Nobody saw it coming
GMO’s were safely used for decades now
But
Some virulent strain animated loaves
Some mutating yeast gestation..?
Loaves began to grow fangs
..exhibit movement
And
.. Began assaulting everyone
Employees, customers alike
When reached, the Monsanto spokesperson was incognizant why their whole grains products had ‘gone bad’
It was Halloween Night school out . It was just me and Chloe in that small town and there was a big black bird. Me and my friend Chloe were walking and a big scary man was coming and coming. He had a bloody knife just finished killing a little girl.
THE FERAL SHADOW
Curious almond eyes paused around the corner, staring at the sitting man.
He looked down at the black ball, comprehending a trespass, he left.
Immediately, the beast leaped on the bench.
He paused and inched rearward to pet the creature.
Eyes looked up, and a hand passed through thin air.
Words Kill
She sat in silence, listening to her boyfriend speak. His sharp words stabbing her heart like a dagger Each word he said, he carved into her skin. “You’re useless. You deserve to die.” The words appeared in red on her skin, draining not only her blood, but also her life.
CREMATION
I’m dead, but only physically. I’m still alive inside; my soul is alive, trapped in this useless body!
They’re coming to light me up in my coffin. To cremate me.
“I’m burning!”
The heat, smoke; choking, stifling. I can’t move, can’t fight it!
“I want to wake up!”
I don’t.
CREATURES OF THE EARTH
Creepy Crawlers were his childhood favorite.
Relishing the abundance of monster molds on eBay, he went on a buying frenzy, purchasing only the grossest and most vile designs available.
A life’s work spent creating a sentient polymer had finally paid off; the motive for its development would soon be realized.
THE HUNTER BECOMES THE HUNTED
I watched him as he hunted his preys. Learned as he violated them, abused them, and then killed them. Mercilessly. One after another. I collected their souls and waited, waited for when it was his turn.
He was the Serial Killer, I the Grim Reaper.
And now, it was time!
PURSUIT
It chases you in your dreams every time you sleep. In the dark open woodland, with no source of light. It’s relentless! Fortunately, you always woke up before It caught you. But this time you took a pill. A headache? And now It’s here and you have nowhere to go.
THE RAVAGERS ARE HERE
‘Omg.. We’re going to die!’..
” insanity is in their bites.. infects you”.. Makes you crazy
“They’re going to swarm through here.. ravaging! raping! pillaging everyone!..
“Nothing will stop them!!”
“That’s horrible.. When is this?”..
He said ..”it’s today idiot.. Why else would I be telling you?”
And then he bit him.
IRRECONCILABLE DIFFERENCES
“Marriage recalled?”
“Divorce reinstalled?”
This jingle wasn’t exactly pithy.. so far, Harold thought
“Need to release your anger ?”
“Get revenge?”
“Come down to Ole Joe’s Kill shack!”
“Take retribution on ANY varmint walking, without fear of prosecution or jurisdictions “
Hmm..
Harold thought about his ex, and booked an appointment immediately
WOMEN’S VOLLEYBALL IS SAVAGERY
‘Game point!’
Red’s team vs Kathy’s…
Victory was decided next shot.
Everyone tensed
“Kathy!”
“What Red?.. No mercy here!”
They were bitter high school rivals
“heehh”
“ That’s exactly what I thought whilst killing your stupid bunny rabbit!”..
“ wha-what?”.
…”Mr. Biddlesworth?”
Bam
Red’s team wins, while Kathy crumpled into the sand, weeping inconsolably.
KENT STATE:REMIXED & RETROFITTED
The students stood, undaunted.
The police..ready to squelch protest. with bullets and attack dogs
But
amongst the crowd..
There were whose eyes had the second sight..
They could see the snarling demons hidden beneath their veneer of normalcy…
Their enemy couldn’t see them
But
They knew they were there.
Run
Something stirs under the watery moonlight, dull against the darkening sky line. I was called to investigate. Light in hand, gun at side, I moved through the eerie night. There stood a shadow against the midnight mist. I told him to run. And he ran… but he ran towards me.
Great story
THEY GOT THE FUTURE THAT THEY DESERVED
He saw what was coming…
it was terrifying
He’d of torn his eyeballs out, but it wouldn’t have helped.. His insights lived in his mind’s Eye
He’d of warned them, but Guantanamo’s tortures had rendered him a mute paraplegic.
As the ballistics finally impacted, he fried.. crying tears of release.
TRUE LOVE NEVER DIES
“I have missed you terribly wife”
..”where were you? ”
He?
A simple Hasidic man.. A tzibbur..
Rain dripped off her, underneath her burial shrouds..
Brought to life how?
Unknown
“Come.. Lay … You must be freezing ”
She slid coldly underneath the covers, next to him.. And he?
..could be no happier.
REALITY
Their hands are groping my body, touching me everywhere. They are violating me in every way, taking away my innocence, my purity. I’m screaming and struggling and crying.
“I want to wake up!”, I sob.
“You can’t escape the reality”, he whispers back.
…………
“I’m sorry, the coma has claimed her.”
THE WILD WILD WEST
the odds were 6 to one..
A standoff
Gunfire rang out
When the dust settled, only the gunslinger remained.. These evildoers would never threaten these good people again..
His pride quickly broken by the evil pistol’s hiss…. ”no matter what good deeds, in the end, your soul still is mine“
WOLF CLAN UNITE!
They under dug our skulls, to build their new pipelines..
Their greed, and need,..overwhelmed their self-respect..
From the underworld, the Chieftain cried “ooOowWaAYaAhhH!!..
And
From the chant of a thousand ghost soldiers, a returned chant of ”OOHYAAHOE!”
they would grow to regret disrespecting our burial grounds
LOVERS IN A DANGEROUS TIME
They lived in the Seren-ghetto. . Home of predators and crack bums.. “How much an hour?”
“Holla at me young pimpin’” weren’t uncommon nearby lingo..
She’d been performing rites …unbeknownst to him.
The caller at the door smelled of sulfur..
This next transaction would cost them more than they could possibly afford.
The ITSY BITSY SPIDER
Spiders terrified her since childhood..
Now that they were big as cars only made her phobia a reality based one.
“Dr. Heiss! Where can we hide?” his laboratory?.. a warzone
“ In that corner, go!”
“They won’t find us there! ”
She paused, as the hairy leg, long as a street sign, told her slightly different.
LEAF PEEPERS
Often he’d come to the lakeside bench to bask in the Fall’s vibrant colors.
He sat alone, the season was nearly over; he enjoyed the rustle of leaves one last time.
The cancer had taken its toll.
Resting glass eyeballs on the wooden seat, he waded blindly into the depths.
Well presented
Have to admit, this one struck more than s couple of chords within me..
Nobility thru suffering
Remembrance
Not being the least of which
IN THE MIDDLE OF A BREAKDOWN
He was there..
he decided he couldn’t go on.
…Gun in mouth
Path already decided..
He pulled the trigger..
In the nanosecond between here
and gone
she appeared..
His emissary.. conduit for the soul.. And, to save him from eternal damnation..
she cut him from his ankles, and apart from his neck.
HOW I MISS THE LEGACY HOUSE
“surrender the dark “
“Surrender the dark”
..the dubstep soundtrack played over and over, flowing through her entire being, her entire infrastructure…
She tried to resist
Tried.. And failed
Imagine her surprise then when a nightclub of shadows kept in time.. stepped in line, danced, pranced, and dipped along with her.
A DISH BEST SERVED COLD
They wouldn’t stop
He hung for her
For them
For their crimes.
The perfect scapegoat
Slain..unsung
Didn’t want to know
No way he couldn’t
…either though.
Coming back from the dead wasn’t all it was cracked up to be
But hell would be paid
He wouldn’t be lonely
Anymore.