My friend told me a creepy story from his childhood. I wouldn’t believe him, if I would know him so well. That night we were drinking and he, usually being very serious, spoke of one time, when he was ten… Kids love scary stories and like to test their bravery. Our little “squad”Continue reading “SMM 2017 Halloween Writing Contest: Memories You Never Forget”
Kris opened her eyes and stretched and tried to blink the sleep away, then she quickly turned and snuggled in, not wanting to start the day. But as her eyes began to close, shutting out all forms of life, She saw him beside her, the Elf on the shelf, holding aContinue reading “SMM 2017 Halloween Writing Contest: The Elf”
“Trick or treat,” the children giggling say, and as trickster I made my hateful way. “Deceiver,” my epitaph would have read had anyone cared to know I was dead. My infamy spread from Heaven to Hell, and Satan himself wanted to dispel rumors I’d outfox the father of lies; so, in drunken travels, toContinue reading “SMM 2017 Halloween Writing Contest: Jack’s Trick”
An excerpt from the diary of Sarah Richards September 11, 1692 My dear sister presented me today, my birthday, with a lovely leather bound diary! It is so lovely and she is such a sweet sister, I shall write as often as I can! How wonderful it will be to look back upon myContinue reading “SMM 2017 Halloween Writing Contest: Diary of Sarah Richards”
Halloween’s ghoulish fingers are wiggling through the ground—soon the dark spirit will once again rise from the dead. You still haven’t stabbed an innocent pumpkin? Ye gads! SMM’s goblins are here to solve your squishy dilemma. Aw, look at that! All this candy is affecting your ability to frown, isn’t it? Tsk-tsk. No worries, takeContinue reading “SMM EVENT: Write a Halloween Themed Haiku”
What’s it like to be an orange Pumpkin-head Only black sockets for eyes instead. And a cut-out smile full of seeds. Queer ears made of rings and beads. Inside, your brain is scooped out for pigs feed Leaving a dark void that doesn’t bleed. On top you’re like a crinkled dome. And your soreContinue reading “Ivor Steven: Smashed Pumpkin Brains”
The night waits in trees. With long, sharpened claws, it clings. Eyes covered with wings. If you’ve ever heard the wind howl, felt the heat of a furnace burnishing your skin as you’d imagine a dragon’s breath would, or the chill of winter biting at your exposed ankles, then you’ve experienced how monsters canContinue reading “Night Clings Haiku: Find Your Horror Spirit Animal”
Stuff a plastic chomper into your mouth—the SMM 2017 Halloween Writing Contest is currently open to receive public horror story submissions. Ghosts, ghouls and goblins are encouraged to submit their bite-sized horror stories. Cash prizes will be awarded to the Darkest Darlings, so dip your quill inside a bloodwell and scare the hell out ofContinue reading “Raise the Dead: Enter into the SMM 2017 Halloween Horror Writing Contest”
Do you smell that? The Dark Darlings are here, and they want to eat you. I’m sorry. Meet you. They want to meet you. Really. They do. Don’t just stand there! Pull up a chair and join my dinner party. Put on that black bib, you filthy monster, or those fangs may punctureContinue reading “Bloodizabeth’s Meat & Greet Dinner Party”
Jessie sat upright on the chair. I didn’t want to stand by him. “He’s your brother, Mary. Do as I ask.” “Dad, Jessie’s got rice on his face!” “It’s okay. We’re gonna take one picture.” Jessie didn’t complain, but the rice on his skin started moving. He smelled bad, too. Deadly Fact Photographing deceasedContinue reading “Fifty-Word Story: Rice”
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