6 days ago
Everyone else was distracted by the huge iceberg that glided within inches of the ship.
Only I saw the giant metallic sea-bear gash a hole in the hull beneath the waterline with it's razor sharp knife-like claws.
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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...
5 min. ago
Her heart raced as the caller informed her that her date had died in a car crash earlier that evening.
She turned slowly to face the person driving, realizing she was sitting next to a complete stranger.
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.
4 days ago
Halfway into our trip, the GPS arrival time switched from “Midnight” to “Never.”
I was so distracted trying to figure out what it meant, I did not notice the truck veering into my lane.
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? 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..."
-August 19, 2017
What seeing red looks like.
EVERYONE LOVES THE FIRST DAY OF A NEW JOB, RIGHT?
NEW COLLEAGUES, NEW FRIENDS. IT’S A DAY FULL OF
POTENTIAL AND HOPE, BEFORE ALL THE DREARY
DEPRESSIONS OF REALITY SHOW UP TO RUIN ALL THE FUN.
I LIKE THE FIRST DAY OF WORK FOR A DIFFERENT REASON
THOUGH. YOU SEE, I HAVE A SORT OF POWER. WHEN I LOOK
A COLORED 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, LIVING TO OLD AGE.
A FAIR AMOUNT OF THEM HAVE A PEACH TINGE TO THEIR AURA
WHICH TENDS TO MEAN A CANCER OR DEPRESSION. 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 THROBBING FADE. IT’S
SUCH A RUSH TO SEE THEM AND KNOW THEIR TIME IS NUMBERED.
WITH THAT IN MIND, I ALWAYS GET TO WORK VERY EARLY
SO I CAN SCOUT OUT MY COLLEAGUES’ FATES. THE FIRST
MAN WHO WALKED IN WAS BASICALLY RADIATING RED. TOO
BAD, BRO. BUT AS PEOPLE KEPT WALKING IN, THEY ALL HAD
THE SAME RAPIDLY FADING COLOR. I FINALLY CAUGHT A GLIMPSE
OF MY OWN REFLECTION, SUDDENLY PLUMMETING TO A RED LIKE
THE OTHERS. OUR BOSS STEPPED IN SMILING AND LOCKED THE
DOOR, HIS AURA A SICKENING SHADE OF GREEN...
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.
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!
40 min. ago
"Hello Darkness my old friend..." I sang the familiar lyrics as I passed by the dark alley.
"I've come to greet you at the end," the Darkness sang back softly creeping, as it enveloped me
in the sounds of silence...
12 hr. ago
It's happening again - I must wash away all this blood;
silently, I creep out to the kitchen like I've been doing for the past three years, spending hours in the moonlight scrubbing out every speck of evidence.
I know my dad and brothers think I'm some late bloomer, but I just don't want to freeze to death out in the menstrual hut like mum did.
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.
1 min. ago
“My lower back hurt” I told the chiropractor
Then I heard a snap and then all the pain has been permanently alleviated as i bent slumped over feeling nothing...