I kiss my wife and daughter goodnight before I go to sleep. The pairs of emaciated eyes outnumber the single round in my gun. I peeked outside. My mother has been screaming at the front door for hours now. I have a friend named Charlie. I used a Ouija board yesterday, but I only asked one question and put it away.
I got my answer today — written in blood on my ceiling. Problem is, my daughter is with her mother this weekend… over miles away. Grandpa died smoking a cigar in his favorite chair. We got a new one but from the ash marks he leaves behind he has a new favorite chair. My husband woke me up by kissing my cheek when he got home late. This morning I checked my phone — he stayed with a friend last night.
I like to sing in the shower sometimes. My wife just ran in to ask me if I was okay because she could hear my terrible coughing fit from across the house. For sale: like-new engagement ring, barely worn, came right off her finger. Finger also for sale for the right offer. I had a dream that a man was watching me sleep from outside my bedroom window.
When I woke up, I found footprints… inside, next to my bed. My TV keeps turning on by itself. My girlfriend is scared of horror movies. He died in a drunk driving accident six years ago. I thought it was stupid until I went on a blind date and saw him at the table. My mom told me she had the best time playing with my little sister today.
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My sister went missing in — they found her body in I tried to be a loving mother. I should have been cremated, and not buried in the ground. And tonight you might possibly die. Than the night the police found, her dismembered head. And hand reached up and grabbed my foot. Their bodies swaying side to side, while silently they hung. There is someone right behind you. Warm and juicy; best best served fresh. I love the taste of human flesh. What could lie in her crib, crying? And exact my revenge — flesh by the pound.
And I know how your window unlocks. I was starving and lost in the woods until I found a hiker. In the morning I woke up freezing cold and clutching the dress she was buried in. I arrived at the funeral a few minutes late. Nobody acknowledged me, and I figured out why when I looked into the casket and saw myself.
I had three seconds of sight left. I was fascinated by how much my brains resembled oatmeal, spattered on the concrete. They gave you to me. As I walked up the driveway with my new friend, I introduced him to my dad. I sat up from this horrible nightmare that a gruesome faced man was trying to get in my home, all of a sudden I heard my daughter screaming.
She woke up to an unusual silence in their bedroom. She looked over as the thing that laid where her husband use to be rose from under the sheets. I have never seen anything like it, the way it screamed and crawled towards me. This… This thing is suppose to be my little brother. Lightning strikes and there is a man standing in my hallway with a knife. I woke up to the sound of screams and the feel of immense heat surrounding me.
I look at my clock its as a rotting corpse pushes fingers into my stomach, I scream in relief its only a dream. Looking at my clock it is and my closet door creeks open…. As she finally drifted off to sleep, she felt the cold, bony fingers caress her body. She prayed it was just a dream…. When she turned around, she saw her own self, dressed in different clothes. Her heart went into shock and the other self gently helped her to the floor as she died.
I opened my front door to the frantic pounding of my next door neighbor.
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To my horror it was something that was wearing his skin…. The stew I was eating was delicious, and I wanted to give my husband a taste. But today, when the crushed body of the little dead boy strapped in his car seat opened his eyes and giggled at me when I tried to peel him out of the wreckage, I immediately knew that today would be my last day on the force.
The dog sits at my gate every morning and night when I leave and come home from work. The girl pedaled quickly towards his car, droplets of water flying off her, leaving a trail on the sidewalk.
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My kids were excited to tell me about the day they just had with their mother. My eyes watered as I pondered how to tell them she died this morning on the way to work. When I wake in the middle of the night to the sound of cracking, I am aware that it is her rigor mortis body snapping unto itself as she crawls down the hallway.
I knew it was only a matter of time before she would seek her revenge. I thought it was a gift too, until the day I began to see it in front of every house.
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Audra looked across the table to smile warmly at the loving faces of her husband and children. Through moon and fog, I run, branches whipping bare legs bloody, and race the hot breath, that burp of hell, against my nape. Closer, closer, until saliva spatters my skin, and the thing with teeth wraps me in its mouth. Still irrevocably scarred by the trauma he endured as a child at the Overlook, Dan Torrance has fought to find some semblance of peace. Forming an unlikely alliance, Dan and Abra engage in a brutal life-or-death battle with Rose.
The operation takes less than two minutes. And outside his door are other doors, behind which are other kids with special talents—telekinesis and telepathy—who got to this place the same way Luke did: Kalisha, Nick, George, Iris, and ten-year-old Avery Dixon. They are all in Front Half.
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In this most sinister of institutions, the director, Mrs. Sigsby, and her staff are ruthlessly dedicated to extracting from these children the force of their extranormal gifts. There are no scruples here. If you go along, you get tokens for the vending machines. As each new victim disappears to Back Half, Luke becomes more and more desperate to get out and get help. But no one has ever escaped from the Institute. Watch the Trailer. I felt like there were eyes everywhere, at home and on the street, so I decided to move out into the country to somewhere with less people, just for peace of mind.
The house itself was big and somewhat old, but otherwise very welcoming. The agent who introduced me to the house had been required to mention that a serial killer had lived here in the past, which was why the house was so cheap. However, he, and later, my next door neighbor Sarah, both told me to pay the thought no mind.