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End your story with a truth coming to light.

Posted in Horror on Oct 25, 2022

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Rising of Monarch Again.

Submitted to Contest #92

The Whole city was covered in darkness.The city of Lahore....The Moon was thinking to shed off all his light.He was Sad.He said to himself, " Maybe I can finish darkness of sky but how can i finish darkness inside the Earth?" His light suddenly started to fade away so that no day will rise again and no cruelty will take place in the land beneath him.He was fighting with the light.If the sun rises the trial will be done on the land.The execution of the truth and rule of evil will establish.Moon cannot deny the fact that his existance was temp...

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Bigger Than The Light

Shortlisted for Contest #92 ⭐️

The Isis Lounge has a real dressing room mirror—the kind outlined with a blaze of bare bulbs. That’s one of the things I like about it. To me, it just screams professionalism with 1500 watts. It shows respect for the performers. It doesn’t matter so much that here backstage we have fans heaving through summer nights, trying to breathe some fresh air into the old building, or that, in the fall, shimmering termite wings dust the vanity when I arrive. The place smells like vodka and old pan stick and even older sheet music—sixty years of nightt...

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Aesthetics

Submitted to Contest #92

It didn't feel right at first to join him in the dining hall but as Elaine got dressed, she forgot right from wrong. Outside the cottage, the rain danced and made fast strokes against the windows. Elaine tiptoed closer and placed her forehead against the glass. With her tongue sticking out, Elaine felt the coldness of the glass and almost wanted to run away.  For one, Elaine did not know the man who'd asked her to come to dinner. She barely knew who she was. A week ago, Elaine had woken up on her bed, holding tightly to a stranger. Sh...

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Au Revoir

Submitted to Contest #92

  The moment her fingers wrapped around the neck of a guitar instead of around the spine of a book, I knew that the family tradition would die with me. From the moment my twelve year old daughter plucked at those strings for the first time, she was a goner and everybody knew it. Everybody acknowledged it. They even praised her for it. But, according to the whispered rumours flying around the shelves I stocked on a daily basis, I was villain in every story that featured my daughter.   I don’t understand why she won’t support Danica’...

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Known

Submitted to Contest #92

[Content warning: mental illness]She examines the pale skin of her arms, palms upward toward the light as if waiting for an offering. Her veins twist, intricate lines of shadows beneath papery white skin that hasn’t seen proper sunlight in weeks. She thinks about the blood flowing there, along those dark and treacherous paths, tumbling to and from the caverns of her heart.“Hey, where are you?” he asks, watching her from across a tangle of silver sheets.She rolls to her side to look at him. “Just thinking.”He knows her and he doesn’t. He know...

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The Truth Hurts.

Submitted to Contest #92

The Truth Hurts.As her husband Jacob opened the door for her, Rosalina climbed into their convertible. Leaving the hospital was frightening; the atypical rumbling noise from the car which barely started sounded like thunder hitting the couple. With no parking spaces near the entrance, the couple found parking spaces on the top deck. Out of order elevators forced the couple to run down/back up so they arrived for their appointment promptly. Traffic was significantly different in New Bark City compared with the traffic of Tree Town.Fatigue too...

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Daydreams

Submitted to Contest #92

From the beginning of time, there has always been one thing.Darkness.But with darkness, there was a counterbalance.Light.Many beings were born from these light and dark deities, but the youngest is the one that tells this story. Her name is Muse.—Flora is mothers favorite. She is so kind and compassionate. According to our mother, Flora is so perfect and treats every one of her siblings so nicely, and we should all follow her example.I would treat my siblings nice like her, but the thing is, I've tried that, it doesn’t work. Mother alwa...

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The death in dreams.

Submitted to Contest #92

Maybelle ran through the woods. Tree branches scraping against her face. The floor cut her feet and gave her splinters. She ran through the forest trying to ignore the throbbing pain in her legs and the sweat and blood mixture dripping into her eyes. She didn't stop running. Not until her legs gave out.She collapsed on the mossy floor and hit her head. Her breathing began to get shorter and it was harder to breath. She started to see wight dots surrounding her. Pain rushed through her body. She tried to cry out in pain but nothing came out. ...

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Not Broken

Submitted to Contest #92

(This story is a follow up to "Broken")My name is Peter Anderson, and I’m... broken. I’ve always wondered about my father because I never met him before. The only time I hear my mom talk about him is when he misses a child support payment. She cusses him up and down completely forgetting that I’m only eight years old. Kids shouldn’t hear those kinds of words. I know what you're thinking, what does an eight-year-old boy know about child support. Well, I know that if my mom doesn’t get it, she takes her anger out on me. It’s not my fault....

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Connor cleans up

Submitted to Contest #92

It had been two months since his friend's disappearance, and while they didn’t want to see it, his family knew the chances in the first forty-eight. They loved their son, him not being there wasn’t gonna change that, but grief made everything harder. Especially without a body. The search was still on for it, but it was a cold comfort in a world that had already taken him. Connor wasn’t impressed with the investigation, but without any leads there wasn’t much to be done. Their grief was palpable, enough so that Edwin’s sister had put him to...

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Absinthe's End

Submitted to Contest #92

“Another boy was taken last night,” Father said, laying down his paper with a deep frown. I glanced up from my homework.  “Who?” I asked, feeling chills race up my spine. For the past three years, various boys had been taken—strangely, only boys from my school.  “His name was Iris,” Father said as he scanned the headline. “Iris Black.”  I lowered my eyes, trying to hide the tears already forming. Iris was one of my closest friends—just like all the others had been. Casper, Felix, and now Iris…  “What did the news ...

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The Last and First Visit

Submitted to Contest #92

The oddest thing about visiting Auntie Stella, even when Lucy was a little girl, was that she never really wanted to go, and yet she never really wanted to leave, either. There was an unease, a dissatisfaction, about both. Auntie Stella didn’t live in a roses round the door idyllic little cottage like Lucy’s friend Annabelle’s Auntie Maureen. She slightly envied Annabelle, though she wasn’t going to give her as much fun as to say so, and though she wasn’t proud of herself, couldn’t honestly say she was sorry either when she told Annabelle th...

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Atlantis

Submitted to Contest #92

“I thought I’d find you here.” His words echoed in the empty studio, bouncing off the barred walls until they reached where I stood with my knees bent, exasperated. I was pretty sure the gel I’d put in my hair was far gone as it mixed with my sweat. However, I’d promised myself, and Jasmine, that I would finally get this stupid petit allegro combination right; especially considering how determined the other dancers were to poke fun at me any chance they got. I’m sure most of them assumed I’d drop the class by now—but I hadn’t.  And ma...

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Egerton Close

Submitted to Contest #92

He stepped off the bus and looked longingly after it, until it was but a speck in the distance. The raindrops carried a soothing pitter-patter to them as they landed on his umbrella. Their rhythm ill-matched the violent turmoil brewing inside him. He was in oblivion, and for that reason he did not immediately realize the clear, straight road ahead of him, one he presumed would take at least some time to find. “Egerton Close”, read the sign to the right of it. The Close seemed significantly more foreboding with each step he took to cross the ...

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An Autumn Night Tragedy

Submitted to Contest #92

It was Autumn, almost Winter, and bitterly cold. Brandon and I sat across from each other inside his warm cottage, enjoying hot chocolate, and talking about his latest story. “I just can’t find the right motivation for my story’s killer.” He blurted out. “Well, people don’t just kill without reason. Do they?”  “Maybe you’re right,” he started, thinking of what to say next. “But how am I supposed to come up with my murderer’s motivation if I don’t have any motivation?” “Very funny.” I chuckled softly and then looked out the window. The s...

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