I don’t know what’s more unsettling. The fact that my TV wakes me up at night or the fact that it’s unplugged at night.
Tag: #HORROR
Rage
As I pushed my thumbs into her eye sockets, it occurred to me that my cheating husband may have been right.
It was amazing to feel her from the inside.
Inside
She heard a noise and locked the door. Little did she know she locked whatever it inside with her.
Hands
I felt the hands inside my pocket scratching my belly while I gazed the sunset alone. Those were not my hands.
Knock Knock
I heard a knocking at the door one time. It was certainly strange, since I no longer had ears.
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.
Mirrors
At first i thought it was coming from the window.
But then i heard the tapping come from the mirror again.
At 26 years old is it weird that I find nothing more comfortingn than my mother’s touch? You may find it weirder that when died giving birth to me.
Back
We hid it in the basement when I started having nightmares. Standing outside my room, a doll never looked so lifelike.
Scared
I wasn’t afraid of the noises until I noticed. At night, the nurses came in pairs.
Home again
“Honey, are you back yet?” I ask, as the living room door opens behind me. Someone appreciatively whispers “No…” into my ear.
Don’t
I was told not to leave my room after dark. As I heard it crawl towards me and the door refused to open, I understood.
Next
Up in the attic, I was puzzled to see pictures of me climbing the stairs and sitting where I sat. It was too late when I saw what was next.
Talking to Myself
When I first able to hear again I would often talk to myself when I was alone, just to enjoy the sound in my ears. I stopped shortly after, once I starting hearing replies to my conversations.
Driving
I was alarmed to see a woman cross the empty road in the dead of night. More so later, when she crossed it again.
trapped
The smell of rot came when the lights died. In the quiet of the elevator, I heard the soft sound of bare feet.
Forgetfully?
“I’ve forgotten to turn off the car lights yet again” I think and reach for the car keys. Then I realize that in the darkness outside my window no rear lights are glowing, but two red eyes staring at me.
Living Alone
Having a light burn out is creepy enough when you’re living alone. Having a light turn on is even worse.