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Weekly Contest #373
Cyril jerks his head up from the library’s table. His eyes lock on it. The thing looks at him, its eyes sunken in. Its mouth is frothing and drooling a blackened sludge. “What the fuck!!” Cyril stands up, the chair tipping over, making a loud bang echo through the silent library. All sound dries up. He feels all eyes on him. Burning into his skin. “Shhh!” The librarian puts a finger to her lips, “Please, pick up your chair.” She harshly whispers. Cyril mumbles an apology grabbing his chair. He looks at it again. Only to see a black puddle...
Weekly Contest #22
Tobias rushed around quickly trying to help his daughter get ready for the babysitter's place, his new boyfriend, Stephen, was struggling to help him he'd never dealt with children before. They piled into, Stephen's car and rush down the road the radio droning on, the get little Mozella to the babysitter's and Stephen drops him off at his first job the bookstore. Charlie the clerk and manger greets him coldly she's been doing that since him and Stephen got together almost a year ago. He puts his coat and hat in the break room and helps out t...
Weekly Contest #18
Mama died twenty years ago when Samuel was born, she died for her son, pa hid all photos of her from his two youngest.When he died his oldest sons Allester and Raphael wanted nothing to do with him, the youngest Evelyn who was two years older than Samuel went to the funeral, she helped Samuel clean up the attic but she left a week ago to go back home to her family thirty miles away. Most of the Hirsch children left town as soon as they turned, 18, all but Samuel. He stayed behind...... As Samuel reaches the last box it gets cold in the attic...
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