Horrorstruck

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By: relizabethj

My younger sister opened her purse and I held my breath. Until this moment, I had unconsciously hoped this was just a mistake. That the managers would realize they had chosen the wrong people. It wasn’t real, it didn’t feel like that anyway. Until my sister consented.
One, two, three, four, five items came out from her purse.
“I meant to put them back, I didn’t meant to take them,” she explained in a calm voice. “Can we go now? I want to go now.” They politely told her that she wasn’t allowed to leave and that our parents would have to come a pick her up. Then they took out a pen and a notepad, they read inventory of what she had stolen and transcribed it.
My sister slowly became hysterical, and when they asked for our parent’s phone number, she refused to tell them. I was frustrated and terrified that this would rope me into something bad as well. I was looking at colleges; I couldn’t afford to have even a drop of ink on my record.
With haste, I explained how our mother was out of town and that they should call our father. When I gave them the number, the red-haired man typed it into his phone. They called my father and then explained the situation to me because my sister was weeping too hard to listen.
They had footage of her putting the merchandise into her purse after she purchased an item. No, the police would not be involved in the case. She was a minor and had not stolen any items over fifty dollars. No, I was not involved in this situation as far as they had seen. Hallelujah. Yes, she was going to be banned from entering the store again, unless with a parent. If she did, she would be arrested for trespassing. When she turned eighteen, she could write a letter to petition the company to allow her back into the store.
I didn’t know what to do, I felt many levels of guilt. I had worried about how this would affect me before anything, and the shame made me want to cry. I had brought her to the store, and been her temperary guardian. My parents had trusted me to bring her home safely. Obviously I had failed in that. I had never even considered my sister would do something like this. I didn’t judge her for her decision, but I was disappointed in her and even more so, myself.
From this experience, I learned that bad things happened in the world, and happened right in front of my eyes, in fact. If the managers had not followed us into the lot, I would have obliviously driven away. I didn’t even have a clue that something illegal and wrong happened right before me. I will never make that mistake again.

The Elementals- Book 1- How it All Started

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By: sharkgirl25

Chapter 1:

(Six years later)

Earth, now twelve years old, walks into her sixth grade classroom, with no Inferno. In fact, she barely even remembers her friend after all these years. One thing’s for sure, Inferno’s mom did a great job separating the girls. Inferno had no memory of her friend, not even of the great times they had as kids. But still, just seeing her half red hair made her remember just the slightest bit of that night. And Earth, when ever she saw the green stripe running through her hair, she would remember more about that night, and what happened with her friend six years ago. So, in the sixth grade classroom full of paper throwing rowdy boys, and girls that would stare at their phones and fix their make up all day, Earth felt alone. More alone than all of those years without Inferno combined. However, during science class that day, she realized that someone with half red hair was staring at her green stripe of hair. Someone with deep brown eyes, that had little sparks like fire in them. Earth felt like a part of her that had been missing before had suddenly reappeared. She finally saw someone that she hadn’t seen in six years. Earth had been reunited with Inferno.

That day at lunch, Earth walks over to where Inferno and another girl are sitting. She walks up to them, and Inferno looks up.

“Who are you?” Inferno asks.

“Six years ago you and a girl were racing through the woods, when suddenly you trip, fall, and bang your head on a lava rock. Half of your hair turns red, and your hands start glowing red, too. The other girl rushes you back to your house, but on the way, she doesn’t see the tree in front of her, but instead of running into it, she goes through it. When she emerges from the other side, she has a green stripe running through her hair. Your mom forbids the other girl to come near you ever again. Yes, Inferno, I am that girl.” Earth says.

“Earth?” Inferno says, stunned that her long lost best friend was standing right here in front of her, talking to her.

The Elementals- book 1- How it All Started

Beautiful Forest

By: sharkgirl25

Prologue

         A six-year-old girl with long golden hair, green eyes, and an adventurous spirit leaps out from behind a tree and races after her friend, who has short brown hair, brown eyes, and a fiery spirit.

“You can’t catch me!” calls the brown-haired girl.

“Oh yes, I can!” Yells the other one.

“You can try!” screams the brown-haired girl in reply.

“Ha! Like you can outrun me! I have the animals as my guide!” the golden-haired one calls back.

All of a sudden, the brown-haired girl trips and bangs her head against a bright red and black lava rock.

“Inferno!” screams her friend. She rushes over to her friend, and says worriedly, “Inferno, are you okay?” Her friend raises her head and nods.

“Yeah, Earth, I’m alright, it’s just my head that hurts.”

Earth reaches down to help Inferno, but quickly jerks her hand away and says “Inferno! You’re bleeding!”

Inferno looks at her hand and realizes it is glowing red. She glances at Earth and says “Take me to my mom.”

Earth grabs Inferno’s arm and lifts her up, then starts running. They rush through the woods, rushing towards Inferno’s house.

“Earth!” yells the six-year-old Inferno.

“What is it?” Earth says, glancing backwards toward her friend. “Oh! Oh my gosh!” she yells when she sees that the bottom of Inferno’s hair has turned red. In fact, she was so stunned that she didn’t see the tree in front of her. But instead of slamming right into the tree, she ran through it. When she emerged from the other side, a green stripe ran through her hair.

“Earth! What happened?” Inferno calls to her friend.

Earth turns around and realizes what Inferno is gaping at. Her hair. Or more specifically, her long golden hair with the green stripe. Her eyes widen and her jaw drops.

“I have no idea! I ran through this tree, and BOOM! This thing’s in my hair! I can only think of one word… magic.” she calls back to Inferno as they near Inferno’s house.

Upon seeing her child racing toward their house, Inferno’s mother rushes out the door, running to Inferno and Earth.

“What is going on here?!” she yells, grabbing Inferno in her arms, and glaring at Earth. “You took my daughter into the woods, didn’t you?” she says angrily to Earth.

“W-well we w-went to the m-market… t-to get s-some ice cream…” Earth starts, scared out of her mind.

“WITHOUT MY PERMISSION?!” Inferno’s mom yells at Earth.

“Earth’s mommy said we could,” Inferno says, protecting her friend.

“SO YOU THINK IT’S FINE WITH ME THAT YOU GO OUT TO THE MARKET WITH MY DAUGHTER, GET ICE CREAM, AND THEN RACE EACH OTHER BACK HOME THROUGH THE WOODS, WHICH EVERYONE SHOULD KNOW IS FILLED WITH  DANGEROUS MAGIC, AND PERHAPS EVEN MORE THINGS WORSE THAN THAT?!” Inferno’s mother screams at Earth.

“W-what I was g-going to say w-was that after Inferno and I got some ice cream, we were going to head back, but then we realized that going back the way we came would be really long, and so we decided to take a shortcut through the woods,” Earth finishes, shaking with fear. She realized that Inferno’s hand was no longer red, but her hair was still red on the bottom. “And so when we were racing, Inferno tripped and hit her head against this shiny black and red lava rock, and her hands glowed red, and her hair suddenly had that redness on the bottom, and when I wasn’t looking, I ran right into a tree! Well, actually, I ran through the tree. And then I had this green stripe,” Earth continues.  Hearing the commotion, Earth’s mother runs over to Inferno’s house to see the problem.

“Ah! There you are Vanessa! I was wondering when you would come out and show yourself,” Inferno’s mother says with a sneer.

“Macy! Why are you yelling at my daughter?” Earth’s mother asks. She glances over at Earth, who looks up at her mother with a face of fear and worry.

“I’ve heard that you allowed your daughter and my daughter to go to the marketplace by themselves and get ice cream, and then come back racing each other through the dangerous woods, only to have MY DAUGHTER TO TRIP AND BANG HER HEAD AGAINST A LAVA ROCK, CAUSING HALF OF HER HAIR TO TURN RED, AND HER HANDS TO GLOW A BRIGHT, BLOODY RED!” Macy screams at Vanessa, her face turning as red as Inferno’s hair. “I can only think of one solution…” she starts.

“And that is?” Earth’s mother interrupts.

“We separate the girls and never make them see each other again. Inferno, Michael and I will move three towns away, and you, Earth, and Matthew will stay here. I never want my daughter near your freak child again.” Macy finishes. Inferno grabs Earth’s arm protectively.

“B-but mommy! Earth and I are friends!” she wails.

“Hush, child, it’s for the best.”

“You can’t do this! You know we can’t be separated! I will never forget Inferno, and I will find a way to find her!” Earth yells.

Inferno’s mother shakes her head disapprovingly.

“Strong ambitions, child, but I’m afraid to say that will never happen,” she says to Earth, who looks at her with a piercing glare.

With her fists clenched by her side, Earth’s eyes start glowing a bright green. In a few seconds, Earth had transformed into a jaguar. She was small, yes, but still fierce. The transformation lasted only a few seconds, but it scared Inferno’s mom out of her mind. However, it wasn’t too powerful, so Inferno’s mom still wanted the friends separated.  The next morning, Inferno and her parents had moved three towns away, and was starting a new school. Earth, on the other hand, was now lonely and ate lunch, played at recess, and went to school with no one. And it would stay that way forever…

At least, that’s what Inferno’s mom hoped, but it wasn’t what was going to happen…

Two Sentence Horror Stories

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By: coolkid73

I woke up to the sound of hammering. After that I could barely hear the sound of dirt covering my coffin over my muffled screams.

I begin tucking him into bed when he tells me, “Daddy, check for monsters under my bed.” I do it for his amusement and see him, another him, staring at me, quivering with fear and whispering “Daddy, there’s somebody on my bed.”

My daughter won’t stop crying in the middle of the night. I visit her grave and ask her to stop, but it doesn’t help.

There is a picture in my phone of me sleeping. I live alone.

My wife woke up to tell me there was an intruder in our house. She was murdered by an intruder years ago.

I tuck my daughter into bed and she says “Goodbye, daddy.” I tell her that at nighttime we say good night, but then she says “No daddy, tonight it’s goodbye.”

The last man on earth sat alone in a room. There was a knock on the door.

Horror Story #1

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By: shreythemockingjay36

I just got an apartment on 34th street in New York. I live alone in an apartment complex called Friday’s. It might not be the best but its enough to get me on my feet. It’s just about 20 apartments next to the road. I work the early shift at a local gas station called Rico’s so I usually get home around noon. It was a normal day and as usual only a couple people came into the gas station.

Finally, I finished my shift at noon and was on my way home when I saw a homeless man. He was hiding in the bushes from something. If he was hiding it was a bad spot because I could see him. I just kept on driving and then something odd happened. I saw him again, but hiding in a different spot. Whoever he was he seemed very crazy, but I turned up the music and tried to forget about him.

I didn’t see him the rest of way home, so I kind of felt better. I opened the door to my house, but then I realized I forgot to check the mail, so I quickly ran to the mailbox in the front of the parking lot. When I got back my boss called me and I was standing at the edge of my bed when I dropped my phone. I went down to pick it up and saw him.

The homeless man! He was hiding under my bed. Luckily, he didn’t see me so I picked up my phone, told my boss I’d call him back and went into the bathroom. I pretended to tell myself it’s time to take a shower out loud. My heart raced as I jumped out the window of the apartment and swiftly dialled 911. They told me to go across the street and wait for then to come.

About ten minutes later they came to my old apartment and told me everything that had happened. I told them he must’ve broken in when I went to check the mail. That’s when they told me he was standing outside the bathroom with a large kitchen knife waiting to kill me.

If I hadn’t dropped my phone at that moment I would be dead right now. That man was sent to an insane asylum and now I feel much safer. Except a week later I was killed by the homeless man who escaped and is writing this story from my victim’s perspective.

The Dream

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By: gammälräkürin

As I lay asleep in bed,

a fiery dream flickers in my head.

Rotting corpses, rank and dead,

I cannot stop the feeling of dread.

 

As I fall down to the ground,

a fiery dream races around.

Pale faces, drained of blood,

gore soaked into the mud.

 

As I cry to my demise,

sobbing, choking on the lies;

my dreams come and go like thieves,

A cadaver going and going grieves.

Fingerprints

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By: gammälräkürin

Each and every word you spoke,

was fire in a wooden bowl.

A cloth you dyed; a chain you broke,

fingerprints upon my soul.

 

Every kiss in your warm embrace,

gently took its toll.

A knife in my heart, tears on my face,

fingerprints upon my soul.

 

Each day I live without you near,

is a day I weakly crawl.

Without you I have only fear,

those fingerprints upon my soul.