Thousands of free stories. Support your favorites when you're ready.
Showing stories tagged with #serial-killer Clear filter
Drip Drop Drip Drop It's not the sink It's been fixed It's not rain from the window I've already checked Drip Drop Drip Drop They're descending quicker But where from.
-Warning this story contains scenes of a graphic nature and should not be read if you are of a sensitive disposition- HORROR-SCOPE #1 Eder City Docklands 21'st March 2012 12:01 AM ...
A skull of chrome, under the moon light. Night falls, owls call. Claw marks left on the trees. Building a bridge to the other side of me. Footprints in the dirt. Following its steps, blood & hurt.
@LottiePenguin #youngwritershousehold I sit down and sow the dress. In and out the needle goes. Making a perfect silk hem. Eventually I finish the dress and set it aside.
#youngwritershousehold @Georgiastar The light of a candle is important. Especially now in 1876. To most people it is used as light to read or write or just to see with. I use mine to ward off sleep.
The hot sun burning bright, shedding rainbows & light. Over Candyland. Darkness covers the land. The hooked hand of the Candyman. Hooks swinging from the sky. Bubbly laughs & cheers.
#night-dwellers She was bricked in, and left to die. Very few people need ask why. But here you are, asking such things, So I'll tell you what the folks sing.
#household. Warning - you may find upsetting. You saw me walking home from school. You watched me every day. You saw me laughing with my friends. You waited out of the way. You saw your opportunity.
Everybody thought the house on Mysteria Road was empty, deserted. Nobody had lived there in years. Ally Carter begged to differ.
The door crashed down as armed SWAT officers bombed into the room, followed by medics with stretchers.
Who can it be now. For gods sake, they have been knocking all the damn day. My name is Colin, Colin McCoy, a former Pilot, before that, a detective. Then the wife left me, took the whole damn planet.
The winners are: @soniagoesrawr- her name is Sonia, @MisslittleDHP- her name is Kim and lastly but not at least rracmada- his name is called Adam.
To sisters once lived together. They lived in a house not far away from the village of Sulby in southern England.
Chapter 2. Exhibit A (Part 2) "Whats this?" I heard the store manager Greg yell. He must have found the slimy red trail. I hurried towards him.
As the killer walks around In the dead of night. Once his victim's dead and done He disappears from sight.
"I have seen unspeakable things in my life..."Shaking my head I throw the flyer to the ground ignoring it as I head toward the Central Station, there had been rumours ever since I was a young girl...
“I have seen unspeakable things in my life,” I whispered, my voice shaky, breathless, “but this tops the list.” The tiny radio in my ear cackled to life as Zimmerman answered me, his voice low, a...
Little bo peep slaughtered her sheep, And didn't know where to hide them, Couldn't leave them alone, Or bring them home, People would surely find them, So their skins got the chop, Ended up in a...
One night, a 16-year old girl named Sarah was babysitting three children for the Peterson family. They always hired her because the kids really seemed to like her.
Writing in my diary, my scribblings lit by the warm glow of my lamp, I'm comfortable and warm. Suddenly a creak echoes through the room, a creak of a foot on the stairs.
His cold hard stare. Will suck you into his world. The darkness is all he knows. His lips all chapped and furled. Sandpaper feel face. He hasn't shaved for days. A deathly aroma.
She sank alone into despair, Her make-up smudged, Grease through her hair. A painted smile she'd learnt to fake, To cover up her poor heart ache.
Det. Jim Brown stands in the police station, talking to Captain Mallory. "We need you on this case.
A knock at the door stirs her from her slumber, and a rather pleasant dream also.