Old Prayers will spring to the unbelievers’ lips. But not until the Fallen Angel has taken him as his own.
Category: Competition
Competition
Clean Windows
Why is it that no matter how much I clean the windows, I can never see out of my daughter’s room?
Green Glow
Her eyes used to glow like a traffic light, but now they burn shadows at the other side of the lake. Should I jump in and swim across, or let myself drown like Jay?
good roommates
Laura and John had been living together for almost 6 month. Tonight, when Laura saw the bloody footprints leading up to her attic, was the first time she realized she had a roommate.
tornado alley
I saw the tornado warning on tv so i decided to wait it out in my storm cellar. They say that an approaching tornado sounds like a freight train, this one sounded like boards being nailed right against the cellar door.
dinner in the fridge
I came home late from work and ate the delicious steak my girlfriend had left for me in the fridge. When I went to our bedroom, I saw her bloody, lifeless body on our bed, with a chunk missing from her thigh.
Water, water, everywhere…
It will always be cloudy, but never will it rain. Your sins become you as you receive your righteous reward.
The Change
The temptation of exploring an old haunted house alone , where strange things happened to people and against my best friend’s wishes ,was too hard to resist. After spending a night there when I proudly came out to announce to my friend that nothing in the house had changed since last night , I found her screaming hysterically , the house hadn’t changed , I had !!
The Peaker
Ever spotted something out of the corner of your eye with the suspicion that someone was watching you? Ever seen half of a face staring back?
The Diner
I should have known right from the beginning that there was something wrong with the deserted diner especially after ordering their special steak. The meat tasted strange , the waitress was staring continuously at me with a perpetual smile on her face & a butchers knife sticking out of her apron.
Long Lament
I am losing my mind and I’m scared I’ll never find it again. I have traversed too many dark nights in the lost hours since I last loved myself and for this final hour I will stand and remember what it means to be human in the end.
And In Leaving
Silence descends and not for the first time I wonder if it is a noun in and of itself or if it is merely the absence of sound. And then I remember how long it has been since I last heard your voice echo off my walls, and I know that nothing that is empty can crush so completely.
Thy Silence
My head is full of voices. But I can’t sleep because I don’t remember the sound of yours anymore.
Mirrors
At first i thought it was coming from the window.
But then i heard the tapping come from the mirror again.
O Death
I begged, “why can’t I stay a little longer just to be by his side?”
The man with the gray face spoke without looking, “because no child should be taken before their parent.”