12 Oct, 2012 02:10 AM
I want to hurt somebody. Make someone feel how I do. The river is beautiful, my gun is loaded, my tools are cleaned, and my toy is all tied up and ready. She looks at me in fear, she can't very well scream with the gag in her mouth. So I took it out, I wanted to hear how she asked "what did I ever do to you?" and "why me?" I wanted to hear her scream. She looked at me terrified as I took out my first tool, just an ordinary pair of scissors.
She asked what I was going to do to her. I ignored her talking as it was tedious. I took the scissors and slowly moved them towards her head, she screamed when I grabbed a fist full of her hair she bragged so much about and cut it all off. I looked at her dissatisfied,... [Read More]
Tags:
Murder,
Death,
Pain,
Sad,
Creepy,
GraphicVotes: 924109
07 Aug, 2013 04:44 AM
Pure silence covered the whole house. You could hear your own breathing from wall to wall. And darkness was my friend. Shadows were everywhere to be seen, they chased you. All I could do was run, behind my guide. We both felt it coming, but we never said a word. From door to door there was nothing but black illusions. Tension was everywhere though, but the kind that you felt in your bones. And I for sure did not want to get caught in the act. The followers were getting near. There's no place to hide now.
She took me by the hand and quickly we moved from place to place. I could hear her mumble, but it only made me worry more. What can you say, I was a kid of four at the time. And for running in complete darkness and hearing voices from everywhere is what made... [Read More]
Tags:
Hide,
Dark,
Escape,
Sad,
Fear,
Death,
HurtVotes: 224008
20 Dec, 2012 10:04 PM
My stepmother was vile. I guess most kids think that when their father remarries. But in this case, it was true. She only married Father because he was rich, and she hated children. There were three of us – me (Marie), my middle brother Richard and my youngest brother Charles. We were the price my stepmother Gerta paid for being rich. And we were all that stood between her and inheriting Father's money when he died. So she took steps against us.
She sent my youngest brother Charles away to boarding school overseas. It had a good, scholarly reputation, but it also had the reputation for being a hard school that was full of bullies and strict discipline. Not a place where a delicate child like Charles, who had been sickly as a baby, would thrive. He was miserable there. Somehow, Gerta contrived to keep him there for all but... [Read More]
Tags:
Return,
Witch,
Dark Art,
Death,
Evil,
Murder,
DarkVotes: 1123997
11 Dec, 2012 06:38 AM
Andrea walked into the empty factory...
"Hello?" she asked quietly, uncertainly. She sat on a black bench and shivered in fear...
Rewind: The titanium factory was abandoned more than 60 years ago. It stood emptily next to the town, unused. It has never worked, and the villagers believed that the machinery was broken. Andrea was a typical teenager. Good grades, good looks, but she partied and drank and smoked every night. She even accepted stupid dares. She and her three friends were walking leisurely when one of her friends, Isaac, spoke up. "You know, there isn't actually proof that the metal shop crap is actually..dead, ya know?"
Andrea and the other two stared at him in disbelief. He continued talking. "You know, I'll pay 200 bucks for anyone who can stay in there for two hours."
The three friends scoffed. One of them, a girl named Chelsea, was arrogant and... [Read More]
Tags:
Creepy,
Scream,
Death,
Monster,
Scary,
Dark World,
GraphicVotes: 1622916
13 Apr, 2012 02:00 PM
It was a long weekend so Maria decided to visit the haunted motel on the highway with her friends. A news reporter by profession and an exuberant personality, Maria was always full of life. She had made documentaries in areas where no one else dared to go. Convincing her friends Vania and Sam to accompany her to this adventure was not easy but because she always stood by them, they finally had to give in.
So they hit the road on Friday evening. The drive to the motel was about four hours and the back of the motel was linked to an old village. It was said that whosoever stays in the motel dies mysteriously. It was believed that spirits from the village possessed the highway and the motel at night and they are behind these mysterious deaths. As soon as the motel signboard came into sight, something hit the... [Read More]
Tags:
Dark,
Scared,
Scream,
Blood,
Haunted,
DeathVotes: 722815
25 Feb, 2013 09:30 PM
There once was a beautiful girl engaged to a soldier who caught the eye of an evil woodsman who had sold his soul for the ability to turn himself into a wolf at will. He lay in wait for the girl when she was walking home one day and accosted her, begging her to elope with him. The maiden refused, spurning his love and crying out to her love to save her from his advances.
The girl's cries were heard by her eager fiancé, who had come searching for her when she was late returning to her parent's home. The soldier drove the woodsman away, threatening him with dire consequences if he ever approached the maiden again. The furious woodsman lay low for a few days, waiting for his chance. It came on the girl's wedding day. She was dancing happily at her wedding reception with a group of her... [Read More]
Tags:
Werewolf,
Death,
Horror,
Legend,
Love,
Fiance,
BrideVotes: 1120542
22 Mar, 2015 12:19 PM
Alice was panting frantically. Her right leg was bleeding and something was dug deep in her shoulder, she started realizing that as she moved, she went no where. Then she saw that her left hand was caught inside a net. She wildly pulled her hand free and slowly stood up, clutching her right leg.
"Zane.....Zane! Zane! Answer me!Where are you! Zane, Please! ZANE!"
She moved away from the crash and sat on the dry, cold grass. Still shocked burying her hands in her face, sobbing.
"don't leave me"
It was the year 0. After the destruction of the world when the virus broke out. It practically made everyone turn into a Dracula combined with zombies. Well, whatever they were, they are now called 'the viculas'. The people who are still living in this world have lived long enough to know their weaknesses. They have missing bones in their neck to... [Read More]
Tags:
Darkness,
No Hope,
Alone,
Dying,
Death,
GraphicVotes: -220387
23 May, 2013 01:59 AM
The bottom of the test tube blackened underneath the Bunsen burner. The indigo colored mixture inside bubbled. "Excellent.... Time for a test subject.." The man said. He slicked back his long blonde hair and licked his lips.
"What do you think Arthur? Would you like to par take in my tasting my new potion?" He asked. Arthur trembled on the table. He was secured to the table by chains. His mouth was taped. He crunched his eyes up and started crying. "Ana... Remove the tape from Arthur's mouth... I think he has something to say." Ana hesitated. "Sir I don't think he has to say anything.. He's crying." She responded. "Oh come now Ana! He wants to tell me something! You don't know good old Arthur like I do." The man responded, followed by a deep chuckle. "I.. Uh " She shuffled her feet. "ANA!" He yelled into the girls... [Read More]
Tags:
Scientific,
Experiment,
Potion,
Murder,
Passion,
Sadistic,
Death,
GraphicVotes: -120115
02 Mar, 2013 12:55 AM
It was summertime,1947, and a warm breeze swirled through the neighborhoods caressing old brick homes with white painted porches and radios blasting out tunes by the Harmonicats. Those were the days when milk was still brought to your door in cold sweating glass bottles which the doorman delivered clinking to your doorstep and sleek black cars cruised by on white wall tires blaring horns that really let you have what for.
My father had come back from the war three years before, gaunt and etched, a ghost of the man he’d been returned back to us from across some raging ocean surrounded by killing fields, entire countries become crypts. He was further away now than he’d ever been during the war. He drank Schlitz on the porch all day every day, that’s what he did, from sun up to sun down and my mother and I mostly just stayed away.... [Read More]
Tags:
Horror,
Love,
Death,
Kiss,
SickVotes: 619872
28 Dec, 2012 10:50 AM
My name is Lucifer, and I am the ruler of hell, and the symbol of Sin. But it was not always so, there was a time when I served ... Him, when i was a respected angel. People have heard about the time when i was banished, but is that the truth?
I was praising Him when i saw it, his plans on creating creatures called humans, those who would love him, get loved by him, and would be required to be praised by him. He had made it so that they would only feel happiness through him, all other pleasures and beliefs would lead them to hell, even loving there loved ones without loving God would send them to hell. The people with sin would go to hell, when he made it so that humans, after having eaten the Fruit in the Garden, would never be able to live... [Read More]
Tags:
Hell,
Death,
Satan,
Sin,
Lucifer,
God,
DevilVotes: 3819275
