4 yr. ago
After I asked the crystal ball to tell me how to escape death, I was very confused as it read "No, thanks honey, I'm full"
However, something clicked in my head when my wife offered me cake after dinner...
23 hr. ago
Oh my! I can hear him moving around down stairs. Can I remember if I heard him come inside? Idk. I must have because I've armed myself.
I cower away in this closet. But I can't remember any of that. I must be in shock. Oh my heart is racing.
I hear him coming up the stairs. It won't be long until he finds me. I can already see what everyone will be saying. "Man found in house", "The bloodbath".
He's right outside the room. I'm breathing so heavily. I'm sure he can hear me. Please, stop shaking. Please, nerves calm down. He's opening the door.
This is it. Finally. I've been waiting in his closet for hours.
3 days ago
There are approximately 100,000,000,000,000 cells in your body.
Now 99,999,999,999,999, now 99,999,999,999,998, now 99,999,999,999,997, now 99,999,999,999,996…
‘Seeing Red (The First Day of School)’ by Zenryhao
Everyone loves the first day of school, right? New year, new classes, new friends.
I like the first day of school for a different reason, though. You see, I have a sort of power.
When I look at people, I can…sense a sort of aura around them. A colour outline based on
how long that person has to live. Most everyone I meet around my age is surrounded by a
solid green hue, which means they have plenty of time left. A fair amount of them have a yellow
orange tinge to their auras, which tends to mean a disease or fire; some tragedy. Anything that
takes people “before their time” as they say. The real fun is when the auras venture into the red
end of the spectrum, though. Every now and again I’ll see someone who’s basically a stoplight.
Those are the ones who get in a car crash, or even a victim of crime. It’s such a rush to see them
and know their time is numbered. With that in mind, I always get to class very early so I can scout
out my classmates’ fates. The first kid who came in was basically radiating red. I tsk tsk tsk. Huh.
But as people kept walking in, they all had the same intense red glow. I finally caught a glimpse of
my own fading reflection in the window, but I was too stunned to move. Our professor stepped in
and locked the door, his aura a sickening shade of green...
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It's freezing and dark, the constant movement is making me nauseous, everything hurts, I'm lonely and scared
I wish I didnt' ask for my ashes to be spread into the ocean...
I destroy the monsters you don’t ever want to know about.
'Why is there bad in the world?'
It’s a common question, but it is misplaced.
Light and dark.
Without one, the other cannot exist.
I roam the Earth, disposing of the bad wherever I find it.
I destroy the ones you don’t even want to know about.
I eliminate them completely so you can sleep at night.
You people have no idea how many of you live because of the suffocating work I do.
'What about criminals, Mussolini, Adolph...'
Well, those are the 'minor' ones I had to let live.
The ones I suffocatingly destroy are too horrible and vile to even speak of...
You see, I would wager you never have heard of me, specifically in any religious texts.
Still I bet you have known of me. Some, for example, have their own name for me: SID's
short for what you might call Sudden Infant Death Syndrome..
Horror Short Story: The Accident
In this horror short story, a man tries to cope with what he has done.
Written by: Reddit user Minnboy
Halverson sat in his dark living room. He hadn’t moved for over an hour. The accident earlier that evening kept playing over and over in his mind. The light turned red, but he was in a hurry and accelerated.
An orange blur came from his right and in a split second there was a violent jolt, then the bicyclist rolled across his hood and fell out of sight on the pavement. Horns blared angrily and he panicked, stepping on the gas
and screeching away from the chaos into the darkness, shaken and keeping an eye on his rearview mirror until he got home.
Why did you run, you fool? He’d never committed a crime before this and punished himself by imagining years in jail, his career gone, his family gone, his future gone. Why not just go to the police right now?
Then someone tapped on the front door and his world suddenly crumbled away beneath him. They found me.
There was nothing he could do but answer it. Running would only make matters worse. Trembling, he got up, went to the door and opened it. A police officer stood under the porch light. “Mr. Halverson?” asked the grim officer.
He let out a defeated sigh. “Yes. Let me —”I am terribly sorry, but I’m afraid I have some bad news. Your son’s bike was struck by a hit and run driver this evening. He died at the scene. I’m very sorry for your loss.
2 min. ago
The crack in the wall was only wide enough for a shadow to pass through.
I didn't know once it went in I would be stuck here in the wall along with it, unable to leave, and unable to cry out and warn others.
6 hr. ago
I chuckled to myself, changing the 'is" to "was" on celebrities' wikipedia pages when they weren't dead.
Imagine my horror when I saw breaking news about a plane crash, killing those very celebrities.
People may like horror for many different reasons.
Personification of non-human's, perspective, etc.
There's some considerate guidelines to take in-to account.
Of course, horror's meant to be scary, but not to frightening as to cause panic attack.
Trigger warnings may give away the ending or some plot twist. Here are some tips:
~Profanity. Can say like 'oh dear' or something.
~Gore, avoiding unnecessary graphic detail.
~Animals. Can be something like 'the dog growls at presence of ghost'
~Self harm, etc. You can, however, have a character sacrifice oneself.
~Abuse (like exploitation, arranged marriage) although you can imply abduct, poison, etc.
~Stereotyping groups (portraying certain authorities, religions, cultures, etc. as disrespectful)
You can use (with discretion) controversial topics (execution, foeticide, the double effect, etc.) lightly.
You can mention potential topics (cannibal, baby death, poisons, apocalypse, etc.) in story insofar as it partains to the plot, but no glorifying trauma.
You can have the narrator be the villain, victim, or bystander.
Have fun writing, and heed your emotions!