Continue the Story

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We haven’t done one of these in a long time. Our Haiku, Horror Story, and 2 Sentence Stories are doing so well, we thought we’d add one more, Continue the Story…

This is not a contest, but if we publish the story, which I hope it turns out that we do, then you will get full credit for a publication with us.

The way you play this little game is simple. You just continue the story. You have to write a paragraph, each time that you continue the story, but you can write as many as you want as long as others are jumping in. You can take the story in any direction you like. Make sure it’s scary. We’ll start with one paragraph, and you continue it. If in the end we like the story, we want to publish it on EWR: Short Stories. Each person who adds to the story will get their name on the credits, with a bio and links to sites or books or whatever. One link per person.

We will edit this when we go to publish the story.

Continue the story is a time honored tradition of writers. It’s related to the Exquisite Corpse, which we also do on our site. Anyway, I hope you will add to this. It’a fun little exercise.

Here we go. Continue this story:

He heard the girl screaming in the distance. He was at least an hour from his home. The long walk in the night air had done him well. He felt rejuvenated until he hear the screaming, in the distance. He took his one headphone out of ear, so he could possibly get a direction to go to find her.

He had stopped jogging, and now roamed a large stone fence, listening. As he came to a break in the fence he could hear she was only a short distance away. He looked up to see, illuminated by the street lights, “Allan Park Memorial Cemetery.” He passed under the sign, and headed for the screams.

Richard Edwards has a BFA in Creative Writing and Journalism from Bowling Green State University and an M.S. in Education from the University of Akron. Managing editor of Drunk Duck, poetry editor for Prairie Margins, reporter for Miscellany, Akron Journal, Lorain Journal...check our About Us page for more. Also here is info on our On Classic Articles

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  1. The Woman

    He heard the girl screaming in the distance. He was at least an hour from his home. The long walk in the night air had done him well. He felt rejuvenated until he heard the screaming, in the distance. He took his one headphone out of his ear, so he could possibly get a direction to go to find her.
    He had stopped jogging and now roamed a large stone fence, listening. As he came to a break in the fence he could hear she was only a short distance away. He looked up to see, illuminated by the street lights, “Allan Park Memorial Cemetery.” He passed under the sign, and headed for the screams and saw a woman in a dark pinkish mask pulling the girl into the bushes he called the cops and followed the screams into the bushes.
    The screams led to an old church with mossy stones and battered grass. The girl screamed help from the top floor and the and the woman laughed maniacally. He heard slow footsteps coming down the stairs and the woman was still laughing. He hid in the bushes and waited for the woman to pass. He slowly walked out of the bushes and crawled up the stairs constantly looking behind him to see if the woman came back. He found the girl looking out the window tied to a chair with a metal-like helmet on with a timer that was almost up. He walked in front of the girl and two metal pieces clamped to her jaw. The timer was at 5, 4, 3, 2, 1! The to pieces shot up and down pulling the girl’s jaw around her skull and blood splattered everywhere. He covered his eyes from the blood and saw that the woman was behind the girl wearing a pig mask and smiling. The woman looked at him and walked slowly towards him still grinning with blood-covered hands and grabbed him cover his mouth and said softly hope you go to heaven then slit his throat while laughing.

  2. Therefore, he got to the little house. He was tired, sore, and hurt from when he fell. He couldn’t feel his legs. When he got to the little house he heard these scratching noises and was scared because when he was running he heard footsteps behind him. He was quiet like a mouse walking through the hallway of a house. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. It was like your nails scratching on a chalkboard. After 5 minutes he stopped hearing the scratching noises. He opened the door and boom! He saw a big creature, a weird looking creature. It had spikes on it’s back. It was covered with snot and it had weird separated eyes. But, as soon as he got a chance to close the door, the creature grabbed him by the neck and bit his head off…

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