Only a game

**“Alright, rules are simple,” said Troy, the jock, tossing the flashlight from one hand to the other. “Manhunt rules. One seeker, five hiders. No leaving the park. You get found, you help find the others. Everyone clear?”**

**“Do we ****_have_**** to play this?” Emily asked quietly, pushing her glasses up nervously. She tugged at her sweatshirt sleeve, glancing at the dark trees tha...

It started as a game but it ended in a death...

Original Short but Thrilling Story of Horrors and Mystery

(Written By: Lynn, Anonymous)

Welcome! I’m going to be your narrator; you can call me Lynn. Today, I'm sharing a story about three children, one of whom was consumed at birth by a beautiful baby boy destined to grow up to be nothing but evil. This twisted yet thrilling horror novel revolves around triplets—yes, triplets born as twins. Now...

“Who wanna play hide and seek?” The literacy teacher asked loudly so everyone can hear her, as kindergartners, we screamed to express our excitement. Once we got out of the building and in to the playground, we immediately scattered around and hide everywhere, we watched and waited until the teacher count to zero.

“Three, two, one, zero! Ah let’s see where had you guys been hiding?” The teacher s...

“1 mississippi…2 Mississippi…3 mississippi,” and so on he went counting down the clock. “HERE I COMEEE!!!!” He screeched at the top of his lungs. I sprinted towards the decaying trees. Fall time is always my favorite. We had the radio on talking about the football game. Steelers vs Chiefs, and we knew who was gonna win.

Around 10 minutes later I wondered, “Wheres the seeker?” Either I have a rea...

To be- or not to be- right now that translates to hide or die. True it was not in iambic pentameter, but it was of course, of no consequence. Who he was hiding from did not care for literature, merely blood on his knife.

It wasn’t even Halloween, or any other black day of the calendar. It was merely a fun night gone wrong in 1984. The high school students had just wanted to drink and smoke behin...

Chapter One

Fear is a fickle bitch and right now I am at her mercy.

Silently, I struggle to remain still. A hard task to achieve when I am quite literally vibrating internally from the sheer terror that has crept within my skin and blanketed my bones. As I lay within the confines of the makeshift hatch beneath the floorboards ...

Anette grins as she scribbles down her ideas. Professor T’s horror class is fun. She has a blast. While most classes try to tamper down her love for the blood and guts, this one celebrates it.

Horror movies are her jam. Especially the ones that get amazing effects for the kills. Thinking to some of her favorite like The Thing (only the original, not the remake), the Fear Street trilogy, Freaky, a...

1. 2. 3.

I hear shuffling behind me.

4. 5. 6.

A door shutting.

7. 8. 9.

Giggling from down the hallway.

10.

Utter silence.

“I’m going to find you.” I call out into the darkness.

Starting with the most obvious places, behind doors, under beds, in cabinets, dang they’re good.

I hear the sound of a tin can falling from the kitchen and sneak inside.

I open the door and yell, “gotcha!” Ri...

The little girl hid in a bush

Pressed against the sharpened thorns

For her game of hide and seek

Was taken by a fae with horns.

“Child, child show your face”

His voice bellowed through the air

“I mean no wrong just come on out

Show your eyes and golden hair.”

When he found her the girl screamed!

She saw past his human gleam

And she curled up in a ball

Wishing it were all a dream.

“Child, child,...