Absolute chaos erupted from the bar patrons. Jeremiah stood and backed towards the wall, his mouth having open. The four girls were shrieking and crying, arms wrapped around each other. Judith kept pointing at the doctor’s head. But Sandy was… Read More »Tales of the Lost 4
Trying to think of a time when I was really scared. And I’m coming up blank. I know there are things that frighten me in general. Like bees or heights. But I don’t think that really counts. I used to… Read More »Some Thoughts on Fear
A coin slipped into the jukebox, and a record clicked into place. Suddenly, a slow tune swam through the air and a mood of melancholy and loss shifted the patrons’ faces into frowns. The girls stared at the fat man,… Read More »Tales of the Lost 3
A clock ticked the seconds away, the sound smothered by the jute box in the corner. The music was a lilting folk song that tugged on the edge of their memories. Something they must have heard before, but couldn’t quite… Read More »Tales of the Lost #2
A bar is a bar is a bar. But something about this one was different. Dim lights cast the tables in a yellow glow and shadows warped the corners and hid the expressions on the patron’s faces. The bar stools… Read More »Tales of the Lost 1
A childhood terror, you ask? Well. I don’t know about terror. But I have this memory that doesn’t quite line up with… reality? I was probably seven or eight at the time. I was with my family on vacation at… Read More »A Campground Tale
Marien Reed brushed her hair off her forehead and smeared flour on her nose before returning her focus to kneading the dough on the countertop. Her seven-year-old son, Stuart, dashed past her and bumped her leg. “Slow down!” “Sorry mom!”… Read More »Horror Prompt 3
They say no one’s been to the other side. They say no one knows where it leads. They say it’s impossible to cross, and many have fallen to their death. They say I shouldn’t even think about it… But I… Read More »The Bridge
Julia huddled under her blanket and kept her eyes shut. If she pretended she hadn’t heard anything, maybe it would just go away. The giggle came again and then a tap tap tap of small feet scurried across the hardwood… Read More »A Creepy Giggle
No one believed me about the little things. They thought I made it up or just forgot where I put my cup or my book. But I didn’t forget. And by the time it wasn’t just little things anymore… it… Read More »Horror Story Prompt 1