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400 | A small child is scared of the Bogeyman , but what he does n't know is that the Bogeyman is protecting his life from the real monsters .
| The small boy scrambled under the covers, squeezing into a ball to hide every bit of himself from the darkness outside. He tried to breathe quietly. He heard the scratching sound again, like a heavy chair being pulled across the floor. The same sound 3 nights in a row. Hot tears welled in his eyes. He was too afraid to... |
401 | You are a successful artist who has a condition where you randomly black out . When you wake up , you see that you have created beautiful masterpeices that you do n't remember painting . Lately , all of your paintings have been more and more disturbing .
| I woke up in the doorway, bright light shone in to the apartment from the windows across, blinding me. I blearily looked around me, taking stock of my bearings. Same apartment I remembered from yesterday, wearing the same clothes as I put on after my shower the previous evening. The only difference was the mess of the ... |
402 | The monster sat across from me in the flickering firelight, his voice low. "I didn’t mean to scare her," he said, cradling the ribbon she left behind. "I only wanted to know if her heart beat faster because she was afraid… or because she loved me." | He didn’t knock. He never did. The motion sensor above the door gave its usual half-hearted beep as he ducked inside, careful not to decapitate himself on the “THERAPY & WELLNESS” sign that was still crooked from the last time his horns grazed it. He smelled like the subway at 2 a.m.—hot metal, cold stone, and somethin... |
403 | A religion is proven true but not the one you expect how do people react ?
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I honestly have no idea what the hell I just saw. There ’ s nothing quite like coming face to face with a homo-octopus abomination to make you reconsider your opinions.
Seeing as I ’ m currently hiding under a table, it ’ s probably best to try and write down what I can see from here. Batting wings. Screeching. R... |
404 | Alien abductions have started to become more frequent , and people have started to fear leaving their homes . You leave to get food and water and end up abducted . Turns out , the aliens are abducting us to save us from what they only refer to as `` It . ''
| Its starting to come back to me…
Its dark in here. I run my fingers across the asphalt beneath my feet, and up the smooth metal walls of my prison. The TV said to stay home, not to go out, the ‘ Abducters ’ as the news called them, had become more bold in the previous weeks.
I figured it was safe enough, there ... |
405 | The peculiar looking egg you found in your backyard as a child and have kept hidden all this time has finally hatched .
| I suppose I should have been more careful. It isn ’ t every day that you stumble upon a real egg in the middle of an easter-egg hunt. The other colorful plastic orbs weren ’ t nearly as beautiful compared to that pearly white. I could feel a strange warmth coming from it, and I knew- I knew it had to contain life. It w... |
406 | Free Write Tuesday: Share Your Work Here, Prompt Inspired or Not! | The Unblinking Clock
Mara’s visions always began with the smell of ozone.
It clung to her now, sharp as a blade, as she knelt in the dirt of her herb garden. The world fractured—not again, please not again—and the future unfolded like a cursed play.
Rain. Thunder shaking the rafters of their cottage. Her brother, Ea... |
407 | It's been 23 years since they buried me alive, hoping that would be enough to kill me. | It's been 23 years since they buried me alive, hoping that would be enough to kill me. So did I. I thought to myself, maybe I can actually die. Actually, I've been hoping that for the past several millennia. But nope, I've been picked up by a goddamn bloodhound. Life is a vengeful mother fucker.
Oh, hey. Didn't see yo... |
408 | You awake when your anesthesia wears off . You look around , and to your horror realize , you 're on a different planet inhabited by unknown creatures .
| A million impressions, feelings and ideas spin around my head as I regain consciousness. I have no idea where I am. My eyestalks are swollen and the throbbing pain sends sparks of agony all the way down my spine towards my brain. It is hot. So hot.
“ Oh in the name of all penthauras ” … I can ’ t help but cursing a... |
409 | Make us fall in love with your character , and then immediately kill them off .
| Sorry it's a bit late.
Dog, A Journal Of Me, Dog.
Bird
Hi. I am Dog. I like crispy piggy meat, green jumpy balls, and bird. Ooh! Bird! Bird yummy. Time to give Bird to packmates.
Short two pawed packmate saw Bird. Short two pawed packmate barked at Dog a lot. Dog loves short two pawed packmate.
Cage... |
410 | A story with horror elements where , somehow , a washing machine plays a central role .
| I lay down on my bed in the corner of the bedroom of my slightly disheveled apartment and thought about the monster behind the closet. Every so often I would hear loud unnatural noises coming from there, almost as if it were growling and trying to escape.The sound of thhe shower running from where I lay brought me out ... |
411 | A common fairy tale told from a perspective of another character that shows the usual protagonist in a slightly less than ideal light .
| “ Okay mam, can you describe the intruder one more time so we can make a sketch? ” asked the detective.
“ Yes, she had blond, curly hair and she looked to be around 16, ” replied the woman.
“ What was she wearing? ” asked the sketch artist, while his pencil moved deftly over the pad.
“ Um, ” the woman... |
412 | You eat a decent sandwhich | I slammed the cabin door shut, gasping for breath. Had it followed me? Could it get inside?
I scrambled across the floor, locking every window. Outside, the winter’s wind howled through the darkness. Snow fell as white flakes of fury.
Two piercing red eyes appeared in the creeping darkness.
It couldn’t get inside, c... |
413 | The only two survivors of a bloody battle stand 10 meters apart . Both on the opposite side .
| How. Howamialive. How is this air so goddamn thick, this is a — it ’ s a salt flat, right? It ’ s dry. No. Wait. It ’ s not dry. There ’ s lots of liquid about, so much I ’ m leaving goddamned fucking crimson footsteps on the dirt behind me. I should be sad. I ’ m numb. I ’ m numb. It ’ s hard to breathe and I ’ m chok... |
414 | A husband and his wife fake the wives disappearance in an effort to have investigators mow their yard and drain their pond for free while searching for her. All goes according to plan until something is actually turned up in the search. | The Jamiesons’ backyard was overgrown. A small swampy jungle. A nasty secret hiding behind a sweet pastel pink home with marshmallow-white shutters.
Mr. Jamieson was normally anxious about the sloppy messy - but today he was standing before it beaming. Soon it would be beautiful, he thought, like the 'after' shot on o... |
415 | The village sacrifices a child to the monster in the woods every year. When your sister is chosen, you run after her and find out the truth. | Our village is messed up.
Once a year, they do this festival, where one of the children is paraded around the village, given anything and everything they want.
Why?
Because they are the chosen sacrifice...
A sacrifice to the monster in the woods.
This year...it's my sister.
I watched. as my sister danced around in the... |
416 | You have the power to absorb other people’s injuries. You have known this your entire life. However one day you get mugged and get stabbed. But unexpectedly, the mugger falls over. Bleeding out from where you had been stabbed. It turns out there is a second half to your ability. | "Every action has an equal and opposite reaction" - Newton's third law. That’s definitely true in my case.
Back in science class in ninth grade, a girl called Lisa cut herself and I went over to help - only for the wound to suddenly disappear. It felt like I had made it disappear. A few months later, my friend James c... |
417 | Your dog was barking for 15 minutes . Then you hear a whimper . Then you hear it yelp .
| I glare up at the ceiling, too drained to move. The incessant barking is almost too much to tolerate but I can not react, I will not reward her bad behaviour. This has become a nightly ritual for Lucy since moving here three days ago and I think it ’ s beginning to drive me insane. The first night took me by surprise; ... |
418 | You are a 12 year old son of a professional assassin . Describe what you observe at home .
| `` He was always with us. He took me to school in the morning, picked me up in the afternoon and tucked me in at night. Mom worked very hard and some nights she would n't come home at all, so dad did everything in the house. He cooked and cleaned and would even help me with my homework when I did n't understand somethi... |
419 | You have an old piano . Some nights , she plays it very well -- as beautifully as she did when she was alive .
| I had fallen asleep in the living room again. I woke to piano music, with an empty glass in my hand and an empty bottle on the antique table. The music had started on her birthday, and now played most night. I put the glass down, but I was too forceful and it shattered, cutting my hand. I couldn ’ t feel it. Alcohol is... |
420 | Humanity ended centuries ago but no one realized. The Earth is now populated with vampires, werewolves, shapeshifters, and other creatures still pretending to be human so as not to blow their cover. | Lucas looked up at me, ears twitching, eyes filled with fear. “What’s happening to me, mum?” he asked. My baby boy. Tall like his dad; over 6ft at only 16 years old. Muscular arms and shoulders from years of basketball training shone in the moonlight that streamed through the open window. His body shuddered from the in... |
421 | A blind person falls in love with Medusa. | “I think I want to meet you in real life.” Ben Stone spoke into his voice to text translator.
After a few minutes, it’s female voice read back to him. “Me too, Ben. I feel like we might have a real chance together.”
Ben shifted in his seat. So this was finally happening. He could hardly wait to meet this mystery woma... |
422 | There is a pistol in a place it should not be. It will be fired. | I stared up, watching the gleaming silver gun hang down from the ceiling, did anyone on stage see it? No one is reacting , they must think it’s part of the show, and it’s above the actors so they haven’t seen it either.
It drops another foot or so, I can’t tell from the distance. This isn’t the first time I’ve been to... |
423 | No upvotes necessary , just saturation . Load me up with as many zombie apocalypse stories as possible , with the caveat that they take place *before* the 20th century .
| I ’ ve seen father, out in the fields and where the woods meet the lip of the river. His skin is paler now, and his beard hasn ’ t grown. But that means nothing. It ’ s his eyes that show the spirit has gone. Black and deep socketed. He doesn ’ t speak – with the man goes the voice and the soul. I ’ ve sat on the rise ... |
424 | You're one of the most feared supervillains. Your superpower? You can fully control one atom at a time. | I’m new to this so I’d appreciate feedback:
I was born in the former USSR, April 27th, 1986. Born under the fake snow of Chernobyl, bathed in radiation. Born under the breaking atom. Born to control it. Born to carry the name Volodymyr.
The evacuation came late for my family. As the doctors ran they couldn’t shoulder... |
425 | You’re a powerful hero who stays out of the limelight. You simply think that nobody except “bad guys” should have to witness something as horrible as your power. | Another small timer. Guess, this’ll be as boring as last time. But still a bad guy. Oh, I hate me a bad guy. Ever since I broke Gabe’s hand in fourth grade, I’ve known that I was special. That fat ugly fuck. He used to bully other kids. He deserved that. That and more. The whole cafeteria looked in shock and horror. Wh... |
426 | You 're sitting in class , when explosion echoes throughout the school . The classroom vibrates with the explosion , knocking over pencils and people alike . You check the window to see what caused this , and see people scattered on the street with weapons ...
| Blood erupts from those caught in the flurry of bullets. Their screams are silent, machine guns drown out their desperate voices. People I've sat next to for years are dead; strewn out on the grass like sacks of meat. Their blood trickles out their bodies and mixes into the soil creating a disturbing sludge. A girl cra... |
427 | Write a story solely using one person 's ignored phone messages .
| 12:43-Pete, were are you.
12:44-Did you lock the front door?
12:46-You did n't you prick, anyone could have walked in
12:50-I know that you're ignoring me
12:51-Where are you?
12:55-I'm going to keep on texting you until you answer
12:56-I hope I'm text blocking you
12:57-If your girlfriend ... |
428 | You can bring animals back to life , but at the cost of a random humans . Your pet just died .
| “ No! ” I screamed, clutching the lifeless body close to me. If I closed my eyes, I could almost imagine that the warm, sticky sensation on my fingers was just Chomski ’ s tongue, and she was just excited to be held. I caressed the soft fur behind her ear, cooing at her.
“ I ’ m sorry, Dawn, ” my husband was saying... |
429 | Fruits are really living thinking sentient beings ...
| With a final crunch, the fragrant pear's life came to an end. Ana tried to look away, but could n't -- she is a banana, after all. Pam's blood dripped from the corners of the monster's mouth, before being licked up by a warm, pink tongue. I shuddered at the sight of such gore.
The creature walked to the uncharted l... |
430 | Your body has been slowly changing into some sort of monster for the past year. At first it was easy to hide, but now you think people are starting to notice... | I always knew this moment would come to me. No matter how hard I tried to deny it, it was still something that made myself.
I remember when I first noticed something was odd. It was the day before I went on a date with a man I met on some random dating app. Of course, I wanted to look beautiful–so I scoured every patc... |
431 | You are contacted by the spirit of a serial killer . He wants you to help him make reparations for his crimes . What do you ask for in exchange ?
| “ So, ” Spoke the spectral serial killer, “ All I ask is that you help me pay my debt to the world. Visit the family of my victims and ask what can be done to make things right. In exchange, I will offer you anything in my power. ”
I thought for a moment. My hands slowly worked a lighter, flicking the flame on and ... |
432 | A boy wakes up in the middle of the night covered in blood , he does n't remember what happened .
| The first time my son woke up screaming and bloody, I was sure he had a nosebleed. I had them as a child, and was not very alarmed when I saw blood around his nose, mouth, and neck.
The next time it happened, I tried my best to convince my wife that it was a nosebleed, and convince myself that I did n't also see bl... |
433 | A group of teenage boys must stop the looming apocalypse by fulfilling a prophecy by having a virgin read the ancient text of magical book . The problem is , none of them want to admit they are a virgin .
| Green fires screamed through the sky. Red lightning flashed in the distance. A deep revulsion infected the six billion souls on Planet Earth.
“ If you were wearing a condom, it doesn ’ t count! ”
Red, white, blue lights flashed from the city streets awash with panic.
“ That ’ s bullshit! I got in! There was penet... |
434 | Write a horror story in second person .
| You can ’ t quite remember whether you are dreaming or not. But mostly you are concerned with why your feet are wet and … are they sticky? Slowly, the light in your eyes stops vibrating and the room comes into focus.
It ’ s a familiar room. At first you can ’ t place it. It ’ s all shook up like your head. Then it ... |
435 | You are a self-conscious mirror in a haunted house . You put a lot of efforts into warning and protecting the families that move in , with limited success .
| I liked people, back when I was one of them. I don ’ t understand what all of these other spirits are doing, causing such a ruckus. They say they ’ re angry about how they died, but, hey, I say that just makes them a part of the problem.
Back in ’ 87, when I moved in to 1875 Wollstonecraft Dr I was happy and at the... |
436 | From a newly infected zombies point of view ( still remembers familymembers etc . )
| Y ’ know, before the outbreak, I was n't any different from anyone else. I was exceptionally average, in fact. Just started University… And then, along came “ Patient Zero. ” That ’ s what they called him. A failed experiment at immortality. I guess it kind of backfired.
Really backfired.
But what does that m... |
437 | Theme Thursday - Bonfire | I’m standing at the head of the crowd as men tie Sister Beatrice to the stake. The nuns looming behind me say I should pray for her soul.
My nose runs as I cry. Her long hair’s been sheared off, and there are dark scabs where her fingernails used to be. I remember those fingers sliding down the pages of books when she... |
438 | You are a dog , and you 're slowly coming to realize that while you are a Good Boy , your owner is a Bad Man .
| I ’ m Princess, bold, beautiful, and brindle. When my master is pleased with me, he sometimes calls me the “ MoFo Princess. ” My master will growl, roll me on my belly, and rub my tummy when he does this. On the very best days, he calls me his good girl. I have two jobs. I protect the perimeter of our territory. I also... |
439 | When you die, you expect that you'll end up in either heaven or hell. Instead, you end up in a bedroom that belongs to a five year old girl. You are assigned to be her imaginary friend. | You killed all ten of them. You can recite their names. You doodled the names in a notebook they found when the FBI or whoever kicked the hinges out of your door and ordered you to the ground. You had dropped your pen into your cornflakes, and you stared down at the names. Lizzy Thomas. Opal Linman. Tara Sinclair. As t... |
440 | The human brain has evolved to see the world as it expects to see it, not as it really is. Supernatural creatures have hidden in humanity's blindspots for millennia. You have just woken up from a first-of-its-kind brain surgery and can see what's really in your hospital room. | My name is Holland Cure. 2 years ago, I had a brain surgery meant to fix a new disease, one that had never been seen before & has yet to appear again. From that surgery, I began to see these blue worm like creatures everywhere. They would crawl along the wall, sometimes float in the air, & slip through cracks. It was s... |
441 | `` As I watched the scarlet blood form a puddle at my feet , I came to this simple conclusion : death is beautiful . '' End with this sentence .
| I could n't do it anymore. I hated the way he glared at me through empty sockets, smiling at me with those horrid rotten teeth while practically decaying atop his electric adjustable coffin. His skeletal arm grasped at a hooked pocket knife, I shuddered at what would come next, the insufferable noise of smacking and sl... |
442 | For the brief moment when the sun is blocked out during the peak of a solar eclipse - they become visible .
| Terrible things. Awful things. Look up, look down, just don ’ t look around you or you ’ ll join them. Or join the mad. Those are the two things that happen. There is no third option. They ’ ll take you away and no one ever returns from that. No one. Or you become a blubbering, babbling fool, deposited away in a dark c... |
443 | A dozen bodies are found buried in a forest. Forensic analysis matches each of them to a missing person. The same missing person. | 12 bodies. One forest. One man. It has been 20 years since the Foreman incident.
The year was 1984, in the town of Berlin Pensilvania. The air was cold and still when we got the calls. All at the same time on the 22nd of March at 2:57 AM. The calls were constant and horrific. Screams across the police station, panic i... |
444 | A man finds a blank book . Whatever he writes in it becomes true , but not quite how he expects .
| **My first attempt, I hope I'm not too late. If you all like it I'll write more''
Whatever he writes in it becomes true, but not quite how he expects.
Jim had found the book earlier that day, abandoned next to a puddle behind the squat office building in which he worked. It was a small book, bound in black leat... |
445 | Theme Thursday - Doppelganger | Bosley is hiding from me atop the living room bookshelf as I take a seat on the sofa. I match the tabby’s glare with my own as I lay a bulging scrapbook down over my lap.
In the past month, I have nearly, successfully become Bernice McNally: from her wispy curls to the flaps of skin on her arms; from her gardening glo... |
446 | She did it: she finally set fire to the rain. | “Do it again!” The man screams at the top of his lungs. The man, he claims to be a top scientist but he just seems like a short tempered grunt compared to the two men and the one woman standing back behind protective glass all of which have clipboards and are taking notes.
“I have no clue what you’re on about” I say c... |
447 | The monsters under my bed never worried me. What worried me was what they were hiding from. | Dark lost souls lost under my warm place of nightly slumber, why are you hiding? I've known of your presence for quite a long time, yet only once have any of you ever emerged from under my bed. I see your shadows dance on my walls from time to time, when light enters from my window and plays in my room just the right w... |
448 | Show a character suffering from a mental disorder without naming it. | There is only a door that separates me from Alice Morton, the red-haired girl who stole an important possession of mine. At exactly 3:15 PM, I forced myself to plant my body before it: that is, the door that belongs to her and not to me.
I contemplate how many times I should knock on Alice Morton’s door when my neck g... |
449 | Theme Thursday - Disobedience | It was the white horse. I told her to stay away from that one. Don’t go behind the horse, don’t go in front of the horse, don’t look at the horse, and - for Christ’s sake - don’t ride the horse. But the horse was beautiful.
We never gave it a name.
When I found it, it was full of thorns, all twisted up and limping. M... |
450 | The world is a fabricated virtual reality. Due to a system error, you wake up in a stasis pod. There are pods as far as the eye can see. There are also giant insects breaking into them and eating the people inside. The automated defense system designed to protect us failed a long time ago. | [Voice Log: P001028- Name: Spencer]
xx/xx/xx-1 Hello... Testing testing... Is this thing working? Whatever, I've got nothing to lose anyway.
Hi, this is... Spencer? I think that's my name. I don't really remember anything from what the hell happened here. All I know is that I woke up in this... this pod? This is a po... |
451 | Every morning you wake with little cuts and bruises. You have told yourself for years that its just how you move in your sleep. Today, you woke up with a large gash on your arm, a glowing red dagger plunged into the wall, and what looks a lot like a dead angel on the floor | “Night Mike!”
I waved at my buddies as they headed the opposite direction from me. Glancing at my watch, it read 12:13. In the morning.
Tonight’s bar shenanigans ended early, as some of my friends had work tomorrow morning, girlfriends wanted them home, and so on.
I thought that I’d get lucky with a girl I had chatt... |
452 | Write a story about the worst nightmare you ever had .
| My stomach churns from the sandwich that didn ’ t quite set right after eating it. The kitchen is arranged in a bizarre fashion; nothing is normal about it. The lighting is all wrong, and it ’ s not until later I realize there are no shadows. The kitchen itself is an amalgamation of every kitchen I ’ ve ever lived out ... |
453 | A young man starts having frequent , unusual dreams . These dreams soon become reality .
| My first reddit post, I hope someone will enjoy reading this.
“ I ’ m telling you my dreams are happening ” Chris said, laying in the hotel bed. How could I make my wife believe me, he thought, it is the strangest thing after all.
For the past 2 nights Chris ’ s dreams have each came true and the dreams are g... |
454 | As you stay alone, To check if you snore, you turn on a recording app before you sleep. Next day on playing it, instead of snoring sound, a shrill voice saying, "'heads' it's today , 'tails' it's not" , followed by a clink of coin. "damn, it's a tail", says the voice, followed by silence. | ‘Tails.’
Rowan’s blood ran cold. With a shivering finger he paused the audio, rewound, and pressed play once more. Sat in bed, face illuminated by the phone’s screen, he listened earnestly to the recording, ears straining. For two full minutes, all he heard was the sound of his own slumbering breath, captured the prev... |
455 | You teach your parrot to say , `` Help ! I 've been turned into a parrot ! '' as a joke , but are slowly starting to realize it is true .
| From the start I should have known it wasn ’ t right. The weather that whole June had been off, it was far too cold. The coldest summer ever recorded in history. It even snowed twice. The first time, we decided not to leave the house. We sealed the heat indoors with ourselves, scrolling through the internet and reading... |
456 | A Support Desk operates like a game of broken telephone . Write about someone calling in with a simple problem
| Without thinking, I ran down the hall and somersaulted over the couch. I slammed against the front door and tried to open it. But something moved across the door knob. I backed away, a tiny black spider stood on it. I could see a red hourglass on it. I ran toward the back door, but several black widows were already on ... |
457 | Write a story that loops in on itself . Starts with the ending and ends with the beginning .
| The first thing I see when I wake up is an old dilapidated mansion.
Dead trees and bushes litter the yard. There ’ s a fancy wrought iron fence surrounding the property, but there ’ s not much outside it, aside from grass. There ’ s something familiar about all of this, but I can ’ t put my finger on what.
I ’ m ... |
458 | Being truly desperate to get a job , you respond to what looks like a fake posting . `` Looking for someone with no ties to the world to go on a demon hunting expedition . Training will be provided ''
| I walked into a passage way which led to an ominous wooden door. I lifted the heavy iron handle and clunked, awaiting for an answer.
I broke the silence and decided to knock. `` I saw your posting in Craigslist. Do you guys need my resume?''.
Nothing, no response.
I started to walk backwards, deciding if I ... |
459 | Write a post-apocalyptic short story set in a world destroyed by a never imagined apocalypse event .
| Journal Entry:1433
We celebrated Zero day last night. Five hundred or so weary souls gathered around the massive steam engine that powers Ark City. One by one each of us took our turn calling out the names of those we had lost in what became known as the Spark. When my turn came I stood silent for a few seconds as ... |
460 | Write a short story where the first sentence has 20 words , 2nd sentence has 19 , 3rd has 18 etc . Story ends with a single word .
| Last night the grey man visited again, but this time he brought friends who were slightly taller with longer fingers.
My mommy does n't believe me when I tell her that the grey man takes me onto his sky ship.
I think the sky ship is a scary place, but the grey man says there are other children.
She ke... |
461 | We stop ourselves from going through the mirror | We learn about it at such a young age it may as well be instinct. You catch your reflection, slap the mirror to play but there’s a ripple like water. The mercurial material settles after a moment but it’s too late, you know the truth. Everyone grew up hearing stories about someone’s uncle or someone who knew someone , ... |
462 | Man who grew up in a regressive community which banned AI , but moves to the big city for opportunities . Out of necessity he lives with an android roommate .
| Seung Jae stood in the elevator, staring at the ceiling. It was the end of a long work week, but he wasn ’ t anxious to return to his apartment. Being a journalist in Seoul had aged him significantly in the past 6 years—not so much his work but more adjusting to the big city. Seung Jae had come from a poor farm family,... |
463 | You awake in your bed soaked in blood , you quickly feel all over your body but can find no wounds .
| Elizabeth jumped at the sound of her phone alarm. The checked the screen. It read 7:30.
As she went to arise from the warm cocoon of blankets, her hands met warm wet sheets. Puzzled, she peered down to discover a crimson mess. Her screams echoed through the empty loft. Elizabeth sprang from the bed. When her feet hit... |
464 | In a world where what does n't kill you literally makes you stronger , you run a clinic that gives people near-death experiences .
| “ I know I forgot something, just what was it again? ” Andrew said in the car.
“ You didn ’ t forget anything hun, and if you did I would ’ ve remembered, ” his wife replied.
“ I know, but there ’ s just something nagging me, ” he said. “ Let me check just one more time. ”
“ We ’ re going to be late like th... |
465 | The old man arrives just after midnight , carrying a shovel . Five minutes later , another old man with a shovel joins him . Then another . And another . And so on until twenty old men bearing shovels stand together . They begin to laugh . `` Let 's get started , '' says the first old man .
| It was three days ago. It was raining.
I was in my living room. My wife was putting the baby to sleep in the other room. I was quietly watching television when we heard a knock.
It was past midnight and the city guard had finished their patrol. It was past curfew, who could be there? I got up slowly from my couch a... |
466 | The entire world is in a time loop . The same day keeps repeating over and over and everyone figured it out and your the one who keeps rewinding time .
| They were coming after me. They finally knew. It had been December 11th for three years now. I didn ’ t mean it to be like this. When I realised I could do this, when I realised I had the power to turn back time, all I wanted to do was stop December 12th from happening the way it did.
Fate is a bastard. No matter w... |
467 | He has been blind all his life. Now, he is the first recipient of new technology that will grant him sight. When he opens his eyes, the doctors ask if he can see them. He says “Yes, but who are they?” and points across the room at no one. | [unfinished]
I adjusted my glasses. “What do you see, Alex?”
“A man and a woman, Dr. Hayes.”
“Describe them to me.”
“They look like doctors.”
“What are they doing?”
“She seems to be using some sort of… hologram to show him something.”
“Hmm,” I said. “What an interesting side-effect. The SmartEyes’ firmware mu... |
468 | You were "kidnapped" by fairies at a young age. It's not so bad. Honestly, based on what you know of and have seen of Earth, you prefer it with the fairies. | The wind raged outside the safety of my bed. My window beside me shook with a powerful rattling, releasing the sound of glass about to burst. Then, an addition sound appears.
Tap Tap. Tap Tap.
Are small pebbles hitting the window? Or, perhaps its the glass pane is hitting its frame? Regardless, I held my wool blanket... |
469 | : The relationship between a ghost inhabiting a haunted house and the real estate agent trying to sell it is starting to get tense .
| When I first met Joanie, I thought she wanted a tour of the house I was selling. The darkly gorgeous Victorian home had been empty for approximately ten years. Every real estate agent that had tried to sell the home before me had failed and, as a new agent, I eagerly accepted the challenge. I simply could not understan... |
470 | An insane person reallizes their own insanity and reflects on their progression from sane to insane .
| `` You'll remember when you get older.'' Those are words you never want to hear growing up. When I was a kid I never understood what those words implied, that I had somehow forgotten something important. But by the time I had gotten older, I had forgotten about those words.
One night I was tired and I started to drin... |
471 | When she whispers . . . run .
| This town has a legend. The forest to the north is haunted, but not by an evil scary ghost, but a sweet little girl's ghost, she was first seen wandering the outskirts just in view of the town. At first we were all terrified, but she never did anything, she just stood there and watched. Then one day, after we had grown... |
472 | There is a monster under the bed
| My dad told me there is a monster under his bed. He told me because he thinks I ’ m still scared of monsters. I ’ m not. He stores the monster in a shoe box under his bed, I know because I watched him put it there last week. Yesterday, when I got home from school I took the box out, but I didn ’ t open it. I ’ m not sc... |
473 | write a story where the narrator is n't sure how to end it .
| He wakes up on a mossy bed. He can not remember his name, nor does he know how he got there. He stands up and looks down at himself. He is wearing a white t-shirt and white shorts. However; he is not wearing any shoes. He looks around. The forest is beautiful with shafts of light streaking down through a veiny green ce... |
474 | Your wife calls you in to the bathroom to kill a spider . Write a horror story about it .
| -- -Be kind, this is my first time doing something like this, ever. -- -
`` MICHAEL!''
Her voice is always shrill, but it's even more shrill when she's asking me to do something she does n't want to do herself. Twenty minutes ago it was move over a batch of laundry, now it's probably to scoop out the litter box... |
475 | A man is reincarnated as the son of his murderer .
| In hindsight, it probably could have turned out much better, but here's my attempt at it.
-- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --
Hello father.
I bet you're wondering why you're tied up to that chair.
Do n't scream, please. The duct tape over your mouth can only muffle so much sound... |
476 | One second your in your house , the next you 're standing in a living room surrounded by three demons . They drop their Ouija board and scream as they run to their bathroom and lock the door . `` I told you we should n't have touched it ! ''
|
I bet it was the ears.
I mean really they're pretty freaky when you think about it, massive flaps protruding from your skull that lead to holes boring straight to your brain.
I say massive I guess most peoples are actually pretty proportional. I always thought mine were massive. It ’ s a terrible affliction r... |
477 | Write a story with an interesting premise and completely ruin it by the end .
| The floor did n't mind the warm blood spreading in a dark red puddle, the walls did n't mind throwing back the horrifying screams of the little children, back to their wide-open throats. The long butchers knife in my hands, sharp and thirsty, did n't mind cutting, slashing and stabbing those innocent kids. I thought ab... |
478 | You keep finding dried blood on your hands . You 're not sure where it is coming from .
| **Diary of Elizabeth Brown**
March 13th
It was there again. I don ’ t know why this keeps happening. Where ’ s it coming from? I managed to sneak my sheets into the wash before mom woke up, but it was close. I told her the same story as last week. Poor Daisy. I feel so bad for the dog but I don ’ t know how else ... |
479 | In the future , immortality is discovered . You are a history teacher having to explain death to students who have no clue what it is .
| “ Alright, kids. Today we're beginning to tackle what is – or at least, what used to be – a very heavy topic, ” I say as I look at the class. Their bright faces, free from wrinkles and worry, stared blankly back at me.
“ Today we're going to talk about death as it used to be known, not as it is today, ” I continue.... |
480 | `` Nobody expects a good April Fool 's joke in mid-October . ''
| Tom didn ’ t expect to find that he wasn ’ t alone when he got home. There was a sound in the kitchen but he lived alone. He swung the door shut with his foot, his hands were full. He was carrying his briefcase, his jacket in the other hand. He didn ’ t expect anyone; he had planned on binge watching TV shows on Netfli... |
481 | People share their dreams with everyone who falls asleep at the exact same moment as each other. Typically, you share your dreams with over 100 other people, but this time you're alone in this dream, except for the creature sitting in the corner. | Times move forward, so do dreams.
Sara regularly greeted her dream neighbors with a smile and a handshake. Some did th same. Some did not. It was of no matter to her; she didn’t remember their faces upon waking. That was the payoff.
When she went to bed early, she expected the same. She’d fall into her dream, greet h... |
482 | you awake one morning and find the sky blackened with ash . Flames can be seen far in the distance .
| February 20th was a strange day. Many people died and I gained a banana phobia.
I awoke to a dark room, a blank bedside clock, and a howling dog. I pulled apart my curtains, revealing a sea of smoke strewn over the sky and flames dancing in the distance. Treetops were engulfed; high-rises were painted orange; siren... |
483 | You live alone in the desert . Suddenly , a smell of rotten meat and putrescent ocean water wafts in .
| Just look at this breathtaking view. I had to drive so far to get this back when I lived in the city. Most people don ’ t understand why I sold all of my possessions and moved out here to live alone among the sand and cacti, and that ’ s exactly why I did. I ’ m finally alone. These three years have been the most tranq... |
484 | A Caladrius is a mythical , white bird that looks away from the sick who are destined to die , but looks toward those who are destined to live and takes away their illness . Sitting in a hospital on day , you see one .
| I had been in the hospital for nearly two months before I first saw the bird. For all intents and purposes, it appeared like an ordinary pigeon, albeit its plumage was much lighter. However, its eyes belied an intelligence that no other bird had possessed. It peered into my room before gingerly stepping in and perching... |
485 | You awake in the middle of the night to your phone loudly playing a message , `` This is the emergency Broadcast channel , This is not a test . Please seek shelter immediately . Do not look outside , do not make noise , do not- '' , the transmission ends .
| My phone blared a low-pitched tone that woke me up faster than reveille ever did when I was in the Army. The clock said three a.m. I rubbed the sleep crust out of my eyes and made myself focus on my surroundings. Light from the full moon slipped through the cracks of the cheap plastic blinds and onto the dark green woo... |
486 | `` So this is it , then ? You 're just going to leave me to the wolves ? ''
| I never figured out why my uncle, who I now live with, kept bringing new dogs home given that he treated them so poorly. Each day as I walked through the gate the dogs would rush to the edges of their tiny chain-linked prisons and bark incessantly at me, often drooling and showing teeth. It scared me every time, but th... |
487 | A Caladrius is a mythical, white bird that looks away from the sick who are destined to die, but looks toward those who are destined to live and takes away their illness. Sitting in a hospital on day, you see one. | I had been in the hospital for nearly two months before I first saw the bird. For all intents and purposes, it appeared like an ordinary pigeon, albeit its plumage was much lighter. However, its eyes belied an intelligence that no other bird had possessed. It peered into my room before gingerly stepping in and perching... |
488 | Tell me about a terrifying thing/moment from your childhood . Make me feel like I 'm there with you .
| My childhood, I never wanted to go to the first floor of my house alone. However, sometimes I must. When I went down, I took step carefully on the stairs. I looked around nervously. Only one light was turned on in the first floor, which was from the kitchen. On a little hurry, I switch the mid light on. It gave some se... |
489 | `` On the third night , the villagers destroyed their clocks . The sounds of whirring gears and chiming metal held only dread for them . ''
| On the third night the villagers destroyed their clocks. The sound of whirring gears and chiming metal held only dread for them. They had long since realized that they were forever trapped in this never ending emptiness. The sound of the chiming clocks and the accompanying screams were the only things that remained in ... |
490 | [ wp ] 70 years into the zombie apocalypse you 're a zombie parent who is worried about where the next meal is coming from for yourself and your zombie family .
| Bonnie traced a rotten finger down the pane of the picture frame. There she was, arm in arm with Morris, their crumbling smiles on full display. Little Omar sat at their feet, looking away from the camera and chewing on the nub of his thumb. A beautiful bouquet of decay the three made.
And to the side stood Steve, ... |
491 | Hell is only for those who deeply or intuitively believe they deserve to be there
| “ I ’ ll see you in hell ”
Those were my last words, and I said them with a smile as the doctor pricked me with the needle, injecting death into my veins.
I always knew that if there was a hell I ’ d go to it when I died. But that didn ’ t stop me from killing people. No, it was much too fun. And I thought reli... |
492 | A common fairy tale told from a perspective of another character that shows the usual protagonist in a slightly less than ideal light. | “Okay mam, can you describe the intruder one more time so we can make a sketch?” asked the detective.
“Yes, she had blond, curly hair and she looked to be around 16,” replied the woman.
“What was she wearing?” asked the sketch artist, while his pencil moved deftly over the pad.
“Um,” the woman paused and screwed her... |
493 | Theme Thursday - Zodiac | Libra sits like a ramshackle coffin in the sky above me. Callie sits like a bag of guts in a soil coffin below. I try shaking the pain from my bare hands. The movement only serves to fill newborn callouses with pus. There’s a faster way to do this, but I hate getting my coat covered in dirt.
“All of this is your fault... |
494 | You are dog . It is your mission to faithfully guard your poor , stupid , two-legged pack-mates from the horrors of the mailman , the dog next door , and men with hats . Describe your vigil .
| Dog, A Journal Of Me, Dog.
Bird
Hi. I am Dog. I like crispy piggy meat, green jumpy balls, and bird. Ooh! Bird! Bird yummy. Time to give Bird to packmates.
Short two pawed packmate saw Bird. Short two pawed packmate barked at me a lot. I love short two pawed packmate.
Cage
Today, my packmates with t... |
495 | A woman falls in love with Death and commits murder countless times just to catch a glimpse of him .
| Why do we expire, is it because nothing can last forever, or maybe it ’ s because nothing is allowed to.
As mortals we ’ re not allowed the right to eternal existence. That ’ s left for things beyond our control: space, time, Death. When we are long gone, and all we know destroyed, these things will still exist, as... |
496 | You live in a world of violence , where everybody does everything violently ( e.g. , violently drinking milk or violently losing at monopoly ) . Describe your everyday life .
| [ WARNING: some graphic content ]
Today was just an average violent day.
I woke up as usual to my mom violently injecting a shot of adrenaline to my heart, waking me up directly into a violent state of seizure. After affectionately going through the morning routine of banging our heads together, me and Mom wipe... |
497 | You just moved to a new neighborhood and you hear the music of an ice cream truck coming down the street . As you and your family walk outside you notice all your neighbors rushing inside and locking their doors and windows .
| `` Da dum, da dum, da dum-a-da-dum'' the catchy Pop Goes the Weasel song that announces the arrival of many ice cream trucks across the nation could be heard at the neighborhood entrance. This would be a normal scene in a normal suburban neighborhood, except it was 2 am.
My mother always told me nothing good ever h... |
498 | If someone ends up in complete darkness they die . Normally moonlight is enough to prevent the darkness killing you , but on some very cloudy nights a simple powercut can be fatal .
| The generator kicked in instantly, the burning sensation on my skin begins to settle and the screams outside subside, leaving only the cries of children experiencing their first power cut. It's been four years since a biochemical experiment on the outskirts of Chicago left the city in quarantine, with one genetic defec... |
499 | Ten years ago, the snow began to fall, and hasn't stopped since. | We all remember: the snowfall was ten years ago. Ten years ago, everyone in Los Angeles had been greeted with a perfect wave of silence when they woke up in the morning. A blanket of perfect white quietness suffocating everything we were familiar with. Ten years ago, we had woken up to an alien landscape settled with s... |
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