A theme I notice about my costumes is I always choose a fantasy/whimsical character. Maidens, witches, vampiresses, heroines who go around eating and drinking everything while crying about wanting to go home...
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Short Horror Story: The Most Important Meal of the Day
Okay, I cheated with a three sentence story, so sue me (but please don't, I'm poor). Enjoy this week's installment of my Short Horror Story series!
Short Horror Story: Here kitty, kitty!
Hello, friends! I hope you are all having a great October so far and a good week! It has been crazy busy here so I'm afraid just the one story this week. I had a moment of writer's block when I almost posted a truly horrific piece of writing (it would only scare me to post that mess for the world to see) and had to let myself sit on it and wait until something better came to mind.
Short Horror Story: She Wants Her Baby
I have been sitting on today's short story for a while now. I wanted to save it for a special spooky time, if not for Halloween itself. However, I couldn't hold it in any longer!
Short Horror Story: Some Things Never Change
One of the creepiest tropes that give me chills are always "creepiest things my kids said." Whether it's a child mentioning a long-gone relative they never met yet describe in perfect detail or a quip about how they would definitely not murder their parents (Mmmmkay), I truly find children a tad eerie. I remember counseling kids at a summer camp and out of nowhere, one pipes up, "I can see ghosts" completely unprovoked.
Short Horror Story: Nana’s Piano
Due to a request by a brilliant pianist, here is a short but sweet/creepy story involving a piano. Every night at midnight, Nana wakes me up with her nightly piano recitals, music filling the house like a cold draft that remains until dawn. Every day, tired and frightful, I go to her grave and beg …
Short Horror Story: The Little Girl Across the Street
Happy Friday, everyone! But most importantly, happy first day of autumn or Mabon to those of you who celebrate the traditional equinox! I know we are still a week from October but I've been getting very good feedback on these stories and want to keep the momentum up. I hope to post a new story each week (maybe twice, it depends on that fickle Muse of mine) and towards Halloween to create a video where I dress up and read them all at once.
Short Horror Story: Just Like Chicken!
Hi, all! It's only September but obviously I'm in the mood for creepy and spooky little stories to help get us in the Halloween spirit!
Short Horror Story: Left Handed Or Right?
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Curious Characters: The Redneck Neighbor
As a quiet introvert, one who usually hangs at the back of any group and doesn't speak especially if I am not familiar with everyone, I observe a lot more than I am given credit. Since the pandemic and quarantine times, this was cut down significantly, but I still play little "spy games" when able …
The World of Abigail Rose 