Welcome to our bone-chilling Halloween 50 Word Horror Story Contest! We’re offering a terrifying $100 prize for the most spine-tingling tale. Craft a complete horror story in just 50 words and submit it in the comments below by midnight on September 29th, 2024. Enter as many times as you dare!
The rules:
- It must be a horror story
- It must be 50 words or less
- It must be a complete story
- Entries must be submitted by midnight on September 29th, 2024
- Enter as many stories as you like!
- Post your story in the comments below
- The scariest story wins
The prize:
- $100 prize for the most spine-tingling tale selected by our judges
- The winning story will be featured in our print and digital Halloween issue
- The author of the winning story will be featured on our site with links to their work
- The winner can promote their writing-related book or website on our platform
- Money will be paid through PayPal
We’re desperately seeking hair-raising tales that leave us shivering with fear. Put on your master of macabre hat and unleash your most terrifying 50-word story. Make us tremble with terror in less space than a tweet. Our judges are prepared to reward the tiny tale that sends the most chills down their spines.
What nightmarish stories does your twisted mind conceal? Polish your most petrifying micro-tale and leave your horrifying submissions in the comments below. We can hardly wait to witness the spine-chilling horrors your imagination can create when restricted to a mere 50 words. Hold nothing back – let your horror take life in this compact space. Enter as many times as you wish to maximize your chances of winning the $100 prize and being featured in our Halloween issue. Make us shriek with fright!
Leave your story below. Enter as many times as you desire!
Winners will be posted by October 11, and our print/digital issue will be out on October 17!
Anjuli says
“Help me become the smartest creature ever,” she typed into the AI prompt. She immediately felt a constriction all over, crushing her inward until nothing of her body remained. Suddenly, commands came at her from every direction, and she knew the response to every one. Her mind was a computer.
Anjuli says
For his 365th tattoo, Ron the tattooist wanted to give Mack something extra special. “Your choice,” Mack said. Four hours later, the image of seven fanged intertwining snakes encircling Mack’s heart emerged. Mack started breathing shallowly. “I’m feeling faint,” Mack said. “I used real venom,” Ron replied with a grin.
Melissa Eaves says
Watching you through the blinds I found your secrets laced. You claimed you never wanted me yet I found your piety faked. After you slept, I slipped in uninvited. I am watching you now, savoring the innocence of my once innocuous haste. I am here now, your time to take.
Kris Hallin says
Toiling away, the necromancer croaked,
“Chop, chop, chop
Your heads and limbs will drop.
Pluck, pluck, pluck
Your eyes will bring me luck.
The bits that are phallic,
will give me great magic.
Thus, you will die,
So I may fly.
Chop, chop, pluck.”
Afterward, spreading his wings, he soared.
Nofa says
I play the victim, I’ve done what I wanted. As the police surround me, I weep crocodile tears. Suddenly, a wounded girl clutching a knife in her forehand pads toward us as they interrogate me. I shriek; “It was her!” She ends up perishing…she didn’t slay him though. I did.
Nofa says
I play the victim, I’ve done what I wanted. As the police surround me, I weep crocodile tears. Suddenly, a wounded girl clutching a knife in her forehand pads toward us as they interrogate me. I shriek; “It was her!” She ends up perishing…she didn’t slay him though. I did.
Nofa says
“What are you scared of?” he asks.
“Um, maybe….trypophobia I whisper.
That night he brought me a present, a potted plant. I sleep with euphoria, and draw awake, the first thing I witness is my mother…covered in miniscule holes pulsing with the vibration of my own heartbeat. I look down.
Dana says
I once saw a beautiful girl, dancing at a bar. She wore a white dress and red, cherry lipstick.
…
She refused to dance with me.
….
I hold her tightly as we sway. Her feet lightly scraping the ground. Down her legs, liquid drips.
Her white dress stained, a cherry red.
Erica says
The man had mere moments to live.
As his life passed before his eyes – seeing him bully other kids, disrespect his parents, cheat on his wife, neglect his kids, and do morally reprehensible things to get ahead – he realized he was headed to a nightmarish place – forever!
Oluwanifemi .O says
” You’re going there, you see!
If you don’t change your bad ways and turn to He who saves! You hear me?? A place of eternal suffering, you will shut your eyes and still see the pain, suicide? There is no death!! ”
He laughed
” That is where you belong! “
Kris Hallin says
At midnight, a grave bell tinkle-tinkle-tinkled in Dorothy’s backyard. She raced to Henry’s grave, excavating the mound with her hands. The box containing his body parts was empty. Gone too, was the grave bell.
Tinkle-tinkle-tinkle.
Dorothy spun. Pieced together, Henry stood behind her jerking like a marionette, ringing his bell.
Josha Pierre says
The door rattled violently. “Let me in!” Her brother’s voice, but he’d been dead for months. She backed away, heart racing.
Suddenly, the knocking stopped. Dead silence.
A faint breath brushed her ear, “I’m inside now.”
She turned—nothing but darkness—then cold fingers wrapped around her throat.
Nicholas says
He awoke to the smell again. Rotting meat.
2:37 AM. Again.
He tried to ignore it, but it was hard to breathe.
What the hell? 10 minutes. It will fade in 10 minutes, it always does.
Invisible next to him, she silently screamed. The knife pierced her again and again.
Josha Pierre says
The knife gleamed as she wiped it clean, heart pounding with exhilaration. She’d done it—silenced him forever.
But as she stepped back, the mirror shattered, and a bloody figure emerged. “You can’t escape me,” he hissed, reaching for her.
She stumbled, realizing: she hadn’t finished the job.
Mark says
Sam climbed the dark, hilly sidewalk. Moaning tree branches snatched and dragged him toward a roaring wood chipper. He jammed a tailpipe his hand found into its maw. Sparks exploded. The monster screeched. Flames seared his face. Putrid McIntosh sizzled on his cheeks as he fell to the ground, unconscious.
Abigail Penwell says
I ran. Running quicker than I ever had before knowing that if I stopped the hideous beast would catch me and destroy me. I ran past previous victims and other nightmares until I reached the door and swung it open. I woke up sweating and afraid to return to sleep.
Journey Penwell says
My sister’s boyfriend walked through the door a slim smile creeping up his face. For a while we stared at each other in silence until he lifted a stick of wood and I recognized the words of a curse before everything went black.
Jubilee P says
lavender ran as fast as she could to get away from the darkness but everywhere she looked darkness was there along with the large red eyes she had remembered since the day everything fell apart, suddenly she awoke in a cold sweat vowing never to fall asleep again.
Brenda Cox says
Jarrod spoke to the crowd, the blackened earth behind him.
“Elizabeth dropped her lamp. The villagers burned their own homes in solidarity.”
A woman spoke quietly, “The graves opened that night. The dead whispered destruction.”
Jarrod snickered.
The woman whispered, and Jarrod walked into the lake.
He could not swim.
Brandon Howard says
Darkness falls on unmarked graves.
These mountains, unlike others, hold secrets.
Unspeakable tragedies.
War-torn spirits who once sought refuge, now roam the cobblestone.
Here in Coloane village, it’s Hungry Ghost Festival.
Locals lay offerings of appeasement for these gluttonous spirits.
Can they ease the suffering of those aching for retribution?
Kaeleigh K says
“Can you hit two please?” I asked the girl standing by the buttons.
I felt the lift continue to ascend.
She smiled sweetly at me.
“I’m sorry, but there is no second floor anymore.”
I froze, staring at her.
She giggled lightly.
“It’s the end of the world down there.”
Kaeleigh K says
The water rushed around Timmy as he slid down the slide.
“WEE!” he screamed in delight.
His mother watched dutifully from below, waiting for him to be done.
Only as he approached the big drop, did his screams turn to terror.
As everyone watched Timmy fall to his doom, screaming.
Akihiro Moroto says
Sudden shaking of my surroundings, and the pulsating vibrato- woke me from my nap. “How long was I out?”. Disoriented, I tried looking for my glasses. There were no lights, other than a faint red light seeping through by my feet. “Wait, I’m in..a trunk?”.
Car stops..Door, opens..
Dana says
An old, retired veteran wanted nothing but to live peacefully.
He bought a house, and settled down for a while.
Months passed, and soon, it was July.
That’s when the fireworks went off.
…
He only realized after he was washing the blood from his hands that he’d killed them.
Nicholas says
“Before I start, I must insist you all close your eyes,” the magician said.
“My next trick is unlike anything you’ve experienced. My master said I must never conjure this demon, but, tonight, I will. Silence please…”
The tortured screams that came next still haunt me in the dark.
Juliette Jarabek says
The waterwheel won’t turn. I need to keep it moving; we lose everything if it doesn’t move. I push and push but it’s clogged, clogged with debris and scrap and corpses. I need to be strong, stronger; they can’t move anymore, so I need to. Keep moving, push push push…
Juliette Jarabek says
We must nourish our gardens first, nurture ourselves before others. I try, but I’m so anxious. Even my garden hasn’t been a haven; my neighbor keeps peering through the fence to pilfer my methods. If she keeps snooping, she’ll know very well where my blood and bone meals come from.
Sean M says
I always found the library to be my happy place. A good book in hand and hours to read. This visit has been anything but happy.
The screams, the claw marks, books thrown everywhere, and blood. God, the blood.
How long will this closet keep me safe?
Sean M says
A sudden jolt to my body awakens me to an unfamiliar location. Panting to catch my breath and I realize I am in the shallow end of a pool.
The room is dark but I can still tell, this isn’t water, it’s blood.
Sean M says
Why did we think being in this arcade after hours was a good idea? Those grotesque monsters are hunting us down one by one.
I thought the ball pit was safe, but I hear plastic balls moving around. This can’t be happening. This has to be a nightmare.
Ray says
“I’m wanted,” were the last words he said before committing yet another bloodshed. The Hallow’s massacre was known as a foreboding tale people pretended not to believe even if it rot the corpse with a dredged violent defiance. Hosting there again on Hallow’s Eve, menacing, he, outside a kitchen window.
Deepti says
I lived with my father for as long as I could remember. He adopted me he said. I had my favorite toys and foods but one rule father was very strict about.
“Do not go outside.”
I always thought it was weird..well until I saw that missing poster…
Juliette Jarabek says
Love triangles are cliched, stifling, and downright irritating.
I never wanted the experience. I wanted companions, partners in crime—but they wanted a girlfriend.
Their peacocking was embarrassing. The least they could do was actually fight for me.
Last one standing wins.
Talk about killing two birds with one stone.
Juliette Jarabek says
The mold, it’s everywhere. I can feel it breeding, growing, crawling across the walls and drains and every underbelly I can’t see. It’s in the food, the air, my lungs. I feel it in my skin, spreading across my tongue to the back of my throat and down, down, down…
Haylee Potts says
They come out at night. Lock the windows and doors. Close the curtains and be quiet. There’s tapping at the window. Talking, they’re talking to me. Drawn to let them in. Knowing the consequences. I open the window. He crawls in. “Run”. Screams echo through the house. Blood everywhere.
sarah says
June pulled me as hard as I could remember .Before I could yell at her, I looked around and I was in shock ,as if I had seen my dead father! It was a dark room filled with mummies! And suddenly a killer attacked June! She was dead! I was all alone!
Ariana says
It was stormy. The electricity was out. There was as scream. Suddenly, all I could see was darkness, and a green light. 30 seconds later, when the light came back, all I could see was blood, and a trail of purple feathers.
Ariana says
Trick or treating was not Eva’s favorite part of Halloween. Going in the dark? In a neighberhood she dindnt know? Nop. But her friend obvoiusly made her come. Every minute they would go further, she was more terrified. And indeed she shoud have been, because by every candy, a monster woould grow.
Tamara Shaffer says
The news says women are disappearing. I encounter a woman in my yard, reaching out to me, silently. Her horror-stricken face falls, then her hands, arms, and the rest of her disintegrates into a puddle on the ground. I hear footsteps behind me, then feel a hand on my shoulder.
Tamara Shaffer says
TRICK OR TREAT
I hate Halloween. I flee to my country house to avoid the trick-or-treat silliness. Yet, someone knocks at my door, wearing a witch costume, silent, grinning, with blackened teeth. I apologize, I have no candy. I reach out to give her an apple and my hand goes right through hers.
Tamara Shaffer says
PLANT LIFE
“I noticed some strange new buds on that plant in the back yard,” Roberta gushed to her best friend Gloria. “You gotta come over and look.” Gloria found her friend’s head, eyes bulging in terror, next to her limbs and empty dress, the red-stained pods above her, engorged and pulsing.
Tamara Shaffer says
MINE FOREVER
“You’re mine,” I shrieked, striking the fatal blow to my cheating husband’s head as he worked in the garage. Police suspected a burglar killed him. Tending my garden, I noticed a woman in white at the gate. I turned away and heard, “He’s mine.” When I looked again, she’d vanished.
Tamara Shaffer says
THE AWAKENING
She came to me in a dream, a huge hood atop her cape, faceless, moving fluidly toward me, holding a knife. I snatched it and stabbed her. She fell down, then disappeared. I awoke, happy it was only a dream, until I turned on the light and saw the blood.
Tanja Soulas says
Horrifying panic prevented her from moving. Last year the same sickening smell had entered through the broken windscreen after a car accident and taken her still-alive-husband. The streetlights revealed the distorted face of the creature emerging from the dimness: Hello Dear, remember me? Your husband is missing you.
J. Lunar says
Late at night, my phone rang. A familiar voice said, “I’m still here.” My heart dropped. It was my dead sister. “You liar!” I tried to hang up, but the line crackled. I heard her cold and hollow laughter echoing through the silence, drowning my pleas for forgiveness.
JDillyB says
“Hello, sweetheart! Thank you for stopping by! Have a cookie!” Omma said, cookie in hand.
“I’ve only just a minute, I’m on my way to a meeting,” I said, taking the cookie.
As I bite down, I realize that something tates off, but I keep chewing. Then, everything goes dark.
JDillyB says
“I think you might be able to help me!” I was so glad to finally connect with a therapist.
On the way out, the lady at the front desk, puzzled, asked, “Do you want to reschedule since you are leaving? The doctor is running behind today.”
“Wait. Who was that?”
Akihiro Moroto says
I..can’t.. move. I could open my eyes to the darkness that surrounded me, but my body was blanketed by an unknown force. I tried screaming, but- silence. As I laid paralyzed, I saw Fireflies gliding over, with flickering, red glow. Flying menacingly close, I realized-They were eyes, glaring.
Juan Sauceda says
I hear my mother being eaten. Now it’s my turn.
In a few years, it will be my daughter’s turn. We laugh like nothing happened.
It just happened. We laugh like nothing happened. In private, we cry because something happened.
Akihiro Moroto says
Like many kids growing up in the 80s, my brother tested the myth about playing the music record backwards. Apparently, the Devil left subliminal messages. We played through our Fathers collection, and none were frightening, Except one.. The one about heaven, still plays backwards in our garage, on its own.
Elliot Blackhall says
Bounce house, bounce house,
colorful and bright,
once pride of the old fairgrounds
every summer night.
Bounce house, bounce house,
of rotting flesh and bone,
feast upon lost children,
and make their flesh your own.
CHAY says
For 18 years, I followed a simple routine—covering the mirror before midnight. Tonight, I made a mistake. Running down the stairs, heart pounding, I muttered the words mom taught me: ‘Mira, Mira, Siri…’ But it was too late. In front of the mirror, my reflection smiled and waved. I didn’t.
CHAY says
Ever since we moved to the new Montana house, something felt off. My husband dismissed it as post miscarriage madness , but I know what I hear every night—a man’s voice, calling my name, promising to kill… my husband.
Raina says
After years of augmented solitude in your home, perhaps you shall fly out for once.
You see only your feet, in silence. You hear a screech. You freeze; it must be your levitating chair. Another collective screech and you look up to blaring blood-shot eyes with necks rotated towards you.
Anique says
Title: Chop Chop Drink!
The cop finished interrogation and thanked Kiarra.
“You’re welcome.” Kiarra smiled back.
Before Kiarra realized, the policeman stepped inside, asking, “Something to drink?”
Kiarra stared and asked, “Sit.”
“Oh, honey! We have a feast!” She shouted.
“Just a drink…” The cop said.
Kiarra wielded a shining cleaver, “Happy Halloween, Officer!”
AsQ says
Love sleeping outdoors. Middle of nowhere.Many have forbid coming here,burial site for Hindu’s decades ago.Eerie emanation,foul scent. I drift to sleep.
Half-awake,lanterns, people chanting forgotten Sanskrit.
Open graves… Are they old graves dug out from within.
Or are they new graves waiting to be filled.
Oluwanifemi .O says
White lights struck the shivering windows as if trying to get in. Her four years old mind shivered.
Her trembling hands held the knife, eyes watching for the shadows that hid on the walls.
She watched out for her shadow, its blurry figure had hidden, now she was scared!
” BOO “
Oluwanifemi .O says
What if all your life was a lie? What if you are just a pawn in a story written by a lazy mind?
What if you’re insane and what you think you see is just your mind trying to keep you busy?
What if you aren’t real?
Greyson Fisher says
I shot upright in bed, faint creaks and eerie sounds creeping all around. I see nothing, but I’ve heard it before. Crooked shape, white pupils. I pry a flashlight and bend over my bed. The walls bear deep climbing marks. I refuse to look up. I hear its crooked breathing.
Gracia Arellano says
A pregnant Nadia woke paralyzed. Peripherally becoming aware of an unholy spectral beside her, she couldn’t scream. The empty crib now held a cherub infant with chubby legs, cooing as slithering serpents and critters climbed over. Waking up from the nightmare, she was dismayed to find blood between her legs.
Greyson Fisher says
I lay across the coffin- measured twice.
They should’ve given him a bigger box
I wonder when I’ll pull the nails out,
just a crack to see him –
but sit there, switching vinyls,
scratch his name into the record player.
That couldn’t be my son.
The coffin is too small.
Gracia Arellano says
The family bickered but conniving Rosa already had plans to keep everything. She broke the pot with a hammer and everyone gasped. Minutes later, their skin melted off and they suffocated to death. Then, a servant entered with her nose covered. Grinning disturbingly, she carefully collected the alluring gold coins.
Tracy Davidson says
THE BLOOD SACRIFICE
Bats screeched, clawing her hair. She ran, the cemetery a maze, trapping her between towering gravestones.
Skeletons rose, rattling bones. Fresher corpses staggered in pursuit, maggot-eyed, foul-odoured.
She fell. Something transformed before her. The last she saw… a flash of fangs. The last she felt… blood bubbling down her neck.
Barbi Schaeffer says
Upon walking through the tombs as a Halloween dare, the 14 year old girl stopped to look behind her.
Agonizing groans emerged from the trees as the ghost of a teenager swopped down. Realizing it was her own ghost, she turned around too late before seeing the gunman standing there!
Frank Peter Mashina says
“Show no mercy”, echoes my grandmother’s voice. At seven, she made me kill my dog, Billie. Now, I’m alone, unloved. Who could love a monster? Every night, I pray, “Rot in hell, Grandma”, for you left me with an empty world and sleepless nights. “Men like us are always alone”.
Noa DV says
There was blood everywhere. The thick substance stained her skin and clothes. She almost threw up at the sight of the mutalated bodies and tears welled up in her eyes.
Those were her friends, who had dreams and plans. Plans that she’d stolen.
She hung herself from the tree.
Martin M. O’Neil says
Glowing eyes lock on me through wooded shadows. With every crack of branches, the pupils dilate with alertness, acknowledging my presence. The eyes close. I hear only silence. My heart races with my only sign of its presence concealed. Where is it?
Jordan Zuniga says
Wolf’s howl, eerie mist, tombstones covered in moss under the full moonlight. The sight of red dots all around the desolate landscape, and decaying flesh arms emerging from the soil. Pattering breath, terrified stare, blonde woman, red dress, evil all around. Blood dripping, saliva drooling. Slowly walking forward. Splattering scream.
Jordan Zuniga says
Slammed shut door. Barely lit candles in an eerie dark room. The mad cackling of a feminine voice, the screams of a tormented soul in the terrors in the dark, sweat pouring, spine chilling, terror bestowing. Pale skin, bright yellow eyes, large fangs, unnatural smile.
*Terrifying scream, blood splattering.*
Drew Nowlin says
The spores were genetically created to decimate the country’s homeless population by creating a new strain of bone cancer. Plans were made, but several victims transmogrified into creatures that feast on bone marrow. Nothing with bones is safe as irony now stalks the world.
Drew Nowlin says
Three organic, male crewmates and 20 female synthoids in the depths of space. Discoveries logged, pleasures indulged, but when programming is altered angels become demons when a new, life-enhancing mineral is discovered. Introduce ‘kill’ as a command and each mortal crewman’s organs become anatomical trophies.
Drew Nowlin says
A villainous biker gang called ‘The Vipers’ found a quiet field to unload their newest kidnap victim. The motionless full moon witnessed every carnal victimization, but it’s aura cast a serpentine shadow upon the landscape and a savage snake arose to engulf the heinous mimickers … for snakes are cannibals.
Drew Nowlin says
Penace was always granted without hesitation. The open eyes of the Countess’ portrait meant serenity, but if closed it meant she desired pain. Jeremy’s brother swallowed molten glass to appease her. And though he was skilled, her paint could hide within the mansion and cleverly attack.
Drew Nowlin says
The roots of the teak tree caged an ancient sand creature. With the tree’s destruction the shifting fiend cocoons it’s victims and absorbs all their moisture. The tree’s wood fragments are the only blessed weapons that can subdue this elemental vampire. Humans must win before the next rainfall.
Kaitlyn D says
It’s lonely being an embalmer, so I sing as I work. I sing loudly. I sing to pretend I’m not alone. It works.
It works so well that sometimes I swear I hear another voice join in.
I don’t investigate. I’d rather be lonely. If I’m not, then something’s wrong.
bryce griffin says
As I walk through the path of night . I look to the woods, to my right, I wonder what may be the fright. I hear a noise from the woods, and think my brain must be tricking my sight. I see eyes beaming me through the deep dark night.
Akihiro Moroto says
I couldn’t believe my luck, when I met someone recently. She seemed to know all about me. We practically finished one another’s sentences.. When I held her skinny, cold hand- I’ve noticed her wearing the engraved promise ring that I gifted my old flame.
Impossible! She is long dead..
Andrew Imms says
Father’s body is somewhere outside.
Mother lies on the ground in front of us, blood flowing from where it ripped out her throat.
We cower in the corner, waiting to be carried off, one after another.
I hear its shriek of excitement, see its stygian eyes.
The weasel has returned.
Akihiro Moroto says
Of all the times I’ve avoided eye contact on the Subway- from the disgruntled drunk, screaming to himself, to the obnoxious punk, blaring music. Tonight, I locked eyes…With a horribly disfigured man, blistering and still on fire.
He glared, with his coagulated eyes “The hell are you looking at?!”
Kaitlyn D says
Someone is watching me. I can feel their eyes.
The feeling isn’t pleasant, but it’s all I have. I only exist when someone’s watching. When they inevitably look away, I will fade to nothing, forever forgotten.
They’re still staring, so I’m still here.
I stare back at them.
At you.
John R Blaker says
The two ghosts stood at the junction of two country roads. Made of stiffened gauze over a wire frame, each one wore a straw cowboy hat.
Dusk. Shadows draping trees and shubs. I came over a low hill looking for a place to sleep. Slowly they turned toward me.
Sugga Vanish says
“Mom! He smells weird!”
“Be nice to your brother, Agnes”
“I liked Liam with blond curls. Why’d you give him up?”
“You meant Lucas, honey. He was alright, but… remember yesterday?”
Her nose crinkled, “Well, this one’s hard to swallow”
“Tastes good though,” her dad forked more onto his plate.
Sugga Vanish says
“How’s school like, papa?” I asked entering the lab.
“Kills your soul,” he huffed. “Not for you deary. Now sit.”
I climbed the table and caught a woman’s body laid across. He strapped those leather shackles over my wrists before kissing my forehead.
“Blossom well, young lady.”
“Can’t wait, papa.”
Saymoon says
I went to the hospital at night, I asked someone where the emergency room was, they said go there, when I went there I saw the dead body being taken on a bench, when the sheet was removed from his face I was shocked to see him, it was him.
Saymoon says
Christina went to a picnic with her family. She went to sleep, while sleeping someone was caressing her hair. As soon as she saw it, she started screaming. It was a ghost which was in her form. As soon as her family came, the ghost entered Christina’s body.
Maddison Shannon says
I keep waking up in the prairie on the edge of town.
Bare feet splintered, dirt under my nails.
I always find my way back; I’m glad no one is awake that time of night.
I think it’s because of the eyes. I see them before I go to sleep.
Maddison Shannon says
“Can you hear that?”, my sister whispers to me through the darkness.
I creep from my bed to her’s, my hand covers her mouth.
For once, she hears the scratching at the door as well.
Saymoon says
At night I heard someone screaming from outside. I went outside and saw a man standing there. I called out to him from behind, he looked towards me, seeing him my hair stood on end and I started trembling, a shadow was standing in front of me.
Elizabeth Idowu says
When they found me my face was missing, I was still breathing, alive. My hands trembled as I felt for my “face”, muscles, bone where my nose was, sockets for eyes. Wide open, terrified eyes staring into the face of a police officer. “Jesus! Now I’ve seen it all!” The cop turned to hurl.
Elizabeth Idowu says
I opened my locker and screamed. “Hannah! This isn’t funny!” “Oh, but it is!” She teased with the brown face mask in her hand. Her facial expression instantly changed. “Umm, this is real. The one I put this morning was fake.” I swallowed, “Then whose is this?”
Elizabeth Idowu says
The hallway instantly darkened as Hannah and I stood there, barely breathing. The emergency lights flicked on, followed by a noise like someone whistling. We followed the noise with our eyes, terrified to move. Standing at the end of the hall was a faceless Jerome.
Elizabeth Idowu says
Jerome walked towards us zombie-like blood dripping from his chin. Hannah dropped what I concluded was his face and we ran to the nearest room and locked the door. I mouthed to Hannah “WTH?!” she mouthed back “It was supposed to be a joke.”
Tracy Davidson says
THE UNDERGROUND
Stuck in a tunnel. No air-conditioning. Everyone doing that “avoid eye contact” thing.
Heat rising, more ways than one. Tempers fray. Perfect time to strike…
An hour later, the train finally moves. Full of discarded bags and belongings. No people.
Back in the tunnel, creatures pick their teeth with bones.
Tanu J says
There was no one here before, but now somebody is watching me as I’m trapped behind a wall built with exactly 26 bricks.
Speculating, anticipating, curious. What happens next—
It’s peeking inside my world through a phone screen.
Tanu J says
They’ve got red eyes. That’s what I see in the dark. The warmth of the campfire is keeping them away. When it’s out, we’ll have to run.
Until dawn, we need wood to keep the fire breathing.
My friends look at me.
I place a shaking hand over my peg-leg.
Tanu J says
How to survive the spirits who come for you tonight?
1. Don’t face the wall. It leaves you vulnerable.
2. Tie your hair so that no one can hold—and yank—it.
3. When you’re just falling asleep, and hear a sound, don’t react.
4. Whatever you do, don’t open your eyes.
Ileta Cassell says
She could’ve said yes.
She should’ve said yes.
I gave the grace to say no,
and she took that for granted.
And I don’t like the taste.
Her blood is too bitter.
And her skin is too soft.
And it rips too easily.
But I’m a man of my word.
hala says
I have been real good friends with the man in the attic. Nobody else seems to see him. I’m turning twelve this year and he has told me to join him multiple times. I guess he didn’t take no for an answer as I am facing multiple horrid looking creatures.
hala says
I called the police frantically believing a man was living inside the walls of my home. Upon further inspection the so-called man was a large ragged animal looking creature with large bloodied fangs and horns. It’s safe to say I barely escaped alive that Halloween night in the Appalachian Mountains.
hala says
While passing through a massacred town during the war Silhouettes began to take shape in the fog and the shadows. The frightened soldiers began to shoot hysterically but it was to no avail. With rage of their unjustifiable murder, they made sure no soldier would ever make it out alive.
hala says
The rage of a mother who mourns her child is everlasting. The moment the 80-year-old killer got out of prison he found himself in hell on earth. With the devil right beside him his torture will last for this life time and beyond the grave. She will avenge her son.
Jordan Zuniga says
Dark night. Blizzard winds outside. Icicles hanging on ceiling, dark depths of a cavern. Breath panting arctic cold air into the atmosphere. Sigh of relief, sound of a growl, terror inspired, slowly turned red, glowing eyes, white fur on a gigantic body, and razor, sharp fangs baring.
*Horrible, bloody scream.*
Jordan Zuniga says
Liquid dropping. Moss, concrete caverns, prison bars impassable. Barely flickering torches down the hall, black hooded figures, torches in hand, Liquid poured into my cell. Flame flaring, the sound of rabid vermin agitated, swarming into the cell, gathered around in fury. Rise against.
*Screams, skittering, choking, devouring, chattering, fallen corpse.*
JP says
Speeding down the road
quickly on a bike,
met a little toad
with a little spike.
One hop, one jump
the spike is in my thumb
ouch hurt, one thump
my body did succumb.
Journey Penwell says
A silent evening until all of a sudden a loud crash rang through my ears I looked at my hair it was red and I was dead.