Horror

The green lights that saved my life
The Green lights that saved my life. I saw this writing prompt about green lights in a writers contest and it immediately reminded me of the night that I almost died in the woods so many years ago. I guess if I am going to share this story I should give you a little more background about how I ended up in such a situation.
By Jason Dilan5 years ago in Fiction
The Eyes Have It
It starts with a word. Two letters are not where they’re supposed to be. One blink and it’s gone. You chalk it up to a lack of caffeine, maybe too much of it, and continue on your day. Everything happens as it normally does, and you think nothing of it. In fact, maybe you imagined the whole thing.
By Taylor Callahan5 years ago in Fiction
There is a pond on a lake
There is a pond on a lake, in the middle of the ocean. in the middle of nowhere. On the lake, there sits a statue, a statue of a person. Be it a man, or a woman no one quite knows. No one can quite tell.
By Qwill R. Brennan5 years ago in Fiction
CONFESSION
An elderly couple resided in the midst of nowhere. They had been married for 30 years and had raised two children in that house, a beautiful daughter who was now married to a businessman in a faraway place and a boy who never cared to ask how his parents were holding it all together.
By Brandsandu5 years ago in Fiction
The Men and The Pond
If a tree falls and no one is around, does it make a sound? He knew this place as well as she did, if not better. That wasn't enough because they were catching up. He was going as fast as his short legs would carry him and it's still not enough.
By Mykayla Miner5 years ago in Fiction
The Perennial Automaton
Warm sunlight reflected off the bedraggled robot as it trudged across the warped apartment rooftop, tending to their garden of raised beds and potted plants. The faded orange plating of the automaton’s carapace contrasted sharply against the verdant foliage that crowded each ramshackle bed of soil. They watered and pruned and, locating two withered ferns, deposited the plants with reverential care in the compost bin in the corner; the final resting place for the broken down organics.
By Willow J. Fields5 years ago in Fiction
Raging Bull
A bull killed my best friend and 5 other people. It was 2020; I have a home on the grasslands. We were just partying being dumb like we usually do. We were just having fun, we didn’t mean for any of this to happen. It all started with my best friend, Derek and his crush on this beautiful brown girl. He wanted to throw a party at my house so he could see her. I thought that was pretty cute. It’s been forever since he actually liked someone. It’s been awhile since I got some, so I agreed. We invited over 40 people to the party. It was raging and loud, but that was okay because I lived in the middle of nowhere. No one was being disturbed, or so I thought. As we’re dancing and singing karaoke, we hear a big ass slam. We all jumped because we didn’t know how in the world we heard that over the music. Derek wanted to seem big and bad in front of his crush. He goes outside to check out what’s going on. He yells “It’s okay y ’all! It’s just a bull!” The bull runs towards him and rams in him with its head. Derek flips over and lands on his neck. The bull cracked his neck. My heart drops; tears fall down my face. I’m in complete shock; The beautiful brown girl, Renee saves me from my own nightmare. She grabs me and we both run to the car. A lot of people got hurt by that bull that night. Me and Renee call 911 for help. As I’m having a panic attack, Renee tries to calm me down. She tells me everything is going to be alright, even though she’s probably just as hurt as I am. She holds me and comforts me. I know you’re probably thinking “isn’t that your best friend's girl?” Yes it is and I felt so awful for what I did next. I kissed her; I’m not sure what I was thinking. I was just sad and I wanted to feel better. I wanted to stop thinking about my best friends, the only person I cared about. He’s gone; I ball out crying after I kissed her. She hugs me tighter because I think she understood what I was trying to do. It obviously didn’t work because I still ended up crying. I really felt lost at that moment; I used to think my best friend was my soulmate. I feel like my soulmate is gone. Feels like a part of me is missing right now.
By Nala5 years ago in Fiction
The Church of the Marigold
A man, his girlfriend, and his son are on a road trip out of Memphis. It’s high summer and the father wants to get out of town for a bit. The three of them have headed east, moving along State Route 20, and have found themselves in Huntsville.
By Gregg Newby5 years ago in Fiction
Last Man Standing
LAST MAN STANDING The flags that marked the greens of the Rattlesnake Hills country club hung dead still on the morning of June 20, 2064. A bloated, reddish-orange sun was just beginning to rise over the gorgeous and remote course, lighting up the trees and prairie grass like a wildfire. The nineteen participants of the “Last Man Standing” tournament had arrived and were beginning to warm up on the practice green and the range. There was much anxiety in the air, and you could almost cut through the tension with your putter blade.
By Jake Lane5 years ago in Fiction
Planet X-29
Captain's log October 28th 2349 We've entered the fifth day of exploration on planet X-29 in the Canis Major Dwarf galaxy. Preparing to do a space walk at 1200 hours. From all points of interest and interior testing the viability of habituation seems fair to good. Air quality is at a 43 with low amounts of micro dust and or other air pollutants. Compositions of the atmosphere seem to be mostly oxygen rich, suggesting the possibility of other life forms already existing. Hypothesis still pending on the basis of no visual confirmation. Noted from entering the planet's atmosphere, a majority of the visible surface is liquid water. Dually noted upon landing, a large amount of that presumably liquid water is in a solid frozen state. Leaving the unknown variable of a habitable zone in question. More conclusive testing will be established during the afternoon's walk. Planet X-29 is orbiting a high mass star so the foreseeable habitable zones won’t be tidal locked. Gravity is pulling around 3.719 m/s squared, about the same as Mars and around 36% that of earth. Excluding the near freezing temperatures, low gravity, and slightly thinner air, there is a possibility of sustaining human life, with the accompaniment of our Biosphere buildings to insure maximum safety. More exploration and study of planet X-29 will be needed to be completed for a more reliable conclusion. For our sake and the sake of the future I can only hope that we found our new home.
By James U. Rizzi5 years ago in Fiction
Don't Look At Them
"Don't look at them! You'll end up like Harry." Harry used to be a person that you wanted to be, that everybody wanted to be. Handsome, successful, rich, brilliantly smart and fantastically athletic, it was true when it came to Harry, that old cliché, women wanted him and men wanted to be him.
By Miriam Rhodes5 years ago in Fiction
She Screams About More Than Marigolds Now
After five years of working with her, I didn't know much about Kira. I knew she hated Marigolds, though. Like, absolutely despised them. But Kira was very dead, with no say about her folded hands or the single orange flower pressing into the cheetah print tattoo scattered across her collarbone up to her shoulder, which her little black dress exposed.
By Evelyn Martinez5 years ago in Fiction