In the cold dimness, I hear it shriek A single tear runs down my cheek As it approaches, the floorboards groan and creak I hold my breath and dare not to speak I crawl to a corner in which to hide in Sweat binds clothes to my skin My heart pulses, my visi...
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In exhausting dreams, There is no solace, no peace In unconsciousness, There is no escape; fears release Thoughts morph into demons, Stalking, Watching, Preying, Panic sets inAs courage weakensWalking, Running, Sprinting As claws dig into flesh No turning...
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Nightmare 2
What is the punishment for a seven year old caught stealing?My breath comes in great gasps. I stand panicked but subdued in a long, thin, dust filled communal toilet. Several of the buildings in our street have been lost to bombs in the past few days, and the dust seems to hang around like a fog.The white and dark...
My Nightmare Has Just Begun
A song I wrote mimicking the lyrical style of Carach AngrenSilent fog rolls in from the south Holding hangs to navigate This long-forgotten world A testament to the dead The couple walks past the tombstones Treading carefully to avoid Suffocation, possession Attack from a vengeful spirit Hands break grasp When a...
This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Put a little light in this little lamp of mine,Trim the wick and clean the soot,And rearrange the skies.Put the sparkle in the stars,And kiss the sun to bed,The...
Chanoya walked through the door into her large, high-ceiling, open living room. When she looked into the middle of the room, she dropped all of her stuff and screamed bloody murder. For that is what was in the middle of the floor. A man hanging from her c...
The Goldfish
All goldfish are equal, but some are more dangerous than others!The annual Saint Joseph Church carnival was winding down. It had been three and nine-tenths days of fun, but on Sunday evening, eleven-year-old Thomas Leary was running out of time. In between boarding a slew of nausea-inducing rides and devouring funnel...
The Flat Man
The Flat Man can fit between your mattress and your bed base, waiting for you to fall asleep“And that was when they realised it was the babysitter that had been killed. The murderer was wearing her clothes.” Kev sat back, triumphant. That was surely the story to beat them all. To his satisfaction most of the other kids round the campfire oohed a...
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A Shot Heard 'Round the School
I have awesome dreams, don't I? Oh well... story inspiration...An intruder alert comes over the intercom, and the other students hide under their desks. She was talking to the teacher and his sort-of teacher's aid, so she's now heading under her desk. The door slams open and a man with a gun walks in before the teach...
Don't Scream
I've been having some very freaky dreams...She rides down the street on her bike, an average pace set to get to the Bed & Breakfast by nine, but not too fast to wear herself out too much. This was, after all, her last mile of twenty-five that day. Her ears pick up on a sound to her back and she lo...
Brandon
particularly horrible nightmare...Running through each and every hall, Dead ends, Friends have been killed, One is tied up, stuck, Little kid, murdered. Eyes wild, Knife in hand, He chases me. "I'm going crazy without you... it's hard to believe, but I'm having fun." Alesana, The Murderer...
Wonderland: Lucy's Tale - Chapter Four
The girls are pulled into the world of brutal nightmares.I awoke with my heart beating like a trapped dove, holding onto her as she shook and cried, sleep still claiming her. I could feel her own heart pounding as she began to thrash in my embrace, crying out so loudly that I was afraid she’d wake my father. Un...