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By Damian Vincent Henry
The boy in the rain, has a heart filled with hatred and a past filled with pain.
By Margaret Snowdon
The house was a typical two up, two down structure, with the front door, which opened directly onto the pavement, positioned in the very centre. It had stood empty for some considerable time and had a certain chill to all the rooms, which the new tenants couldn't seem to cure. Not to mention,...
Short Story | Updated Oct 5, 2014 | Reads: 45 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 0
By Damian Vincent Henry
Sometimes in life, we forget we are human. We forget we feel pain, that we cry and laugh just like everyone else.
A poem written for Azathoth.
this is s short idea for one of my projects I'm working on. It is a dark pre-story to the game Under-bed, where a certain somebody takes revenge for a little boy.
A short horror story about a girl that was killed by herself.
A merciful killer? A Savior?
Short Story | Updated Sep 2, 2014 | Reads: 87 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By K J Lacy
A Mother searching for her child finds herself being stalked by menacing beast.
Short Story | Updated Sep 1, 2014 | Reads: 19 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
THIS IS NOT A NOVEL. THIS IS A NOVELLA.
There is something gravely wrong with the town of Palo Alto Ca. and the residents are exponentially worse. The housewives of this vintage town seem to be having thoughts. Rancid thoughts. Grisly thoughts. Sorrowful thoughts. And their husbands seem to be...
What should a mother choose? Her only son or her 6 daughters ? How her choice will affect her son and finally her husband ?
Short Story | Updated Aug 24, 2014 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is the night she's been waiting for, it's her prom night... their prom night.
This is my latest poem i wrote.I have chosen a horror theme to express my feelings. I have based it round the concept of the tortured soul been on display to a carnival of them.It actually scared me when i wrote it.ha ha.
He waited for so long, watched and listened and now she would be his. Jenny would be his.
This was an idea for a story I got while I was driving down the street and saw two little girls sitting at their lemonade stand.