End your story with a truth coming to light.

Posted in Horror on Oct 25, 2022

Submissions are closed

Sorry, we are not accepting submissions for this prompt as it is not part of an active contest. Make sure you don't miss our next contest by creating your free Reedsy Prompts account.

Or create a new Reedsy account:

Why not check out our active contest?

✍️ 184 stories

“Aeon” by Katherine Chrisman

Submitted to Contest #92

i starved my soul while i watched your ego grow fat off the sustenance you never shared. You fed until only my gaunt shell remained. Bones & skin, sucked clean, picked dry; a scant shadow of the subsistence i once held. You stripped me clean of the parts of me that were once beautiful & full. ***** You spoke the words obey & submit as demands; sharp as needles - piercing, delving into flesh & skin...

0 comments 0

Read story

“Realising reality” by Nicholas Chishimba

Submitted to Contest #92

‘How did you find yourself here Morris?’ Charles asked. ‘I was a spy… I can’t remember exactly which agency I worked for,’ Morris, his roommate said, somewhat hesitant. ‘Man, I knew there was something wrong with those tablets they’re giving us. Every time I take some, I loose more of my past memories,’ he apprehensively said, getting out of his bed. ‘I don’t understand,’ Charles concernedly said. ‘If the government brought you here to keep you quiet and this is not ...

0 comments 0

Read story

“The Ghost of Bradburry Lighthouse” by Carleigh Blanchat

Submitted to Contest #92

When I first heard of the Bradburry lighthouse, I was at a roadside diner somewhere along US Highway 1. I had stopped at Mike’s Diner for dinner after a day of driving in the pouring rain. The burger was underwhelming, but the coffee had hit the spot. So I was dithering about the amount I would leave for a tip, when I overheard a young man insulting one of his friends. “You wouldn’t last one night in the Bradburry lighthouse,” He said. I turned my head to take a look at the group in question. “Like you have, Sid?” One...

0 comments 0

Read story

“A Christmas Egg” by Jordan Dragon

Submitted to Contest #92

Christina exhaled long and hard trying to calm her nerves. The wind and snow felt extra cold against the back of her neck. Everything still felt strange after recently chopping all of her hair off. The snowflakes bounced off of her black ski coat. With nothing else she could do she rang the doorbell. Ding dong. Those few moments as she waited at the front door of her childhood home dragged on for ages. The noises from the other side grew louder. The excited yelling from her sisters, the dogs barking, her mom telling everyone to calm down. ...

0 comments 0

Read story

“Lost Time” by Camila Amenero

Submitted to Contest #92

I wake up to the sound of ringing in my ears. My first thought is “Ugh work,” but that would be a misconception about how I feel about being a detective because I love it just not right now since my head is pounding. My eyes are clinging to the only dark corner in the room thanks to the morning sun. I give myself time to adjust to the harsh light and get up to go to the bathroom only this isn’t my house. It takes me a second to realize that I’m in my partner Ash’s room. I turn to look at the bed to make sure he isn’t there and thank god he’s...

0 comments 0

Read story

“Let there be light” by Suchetana Lahiri

Submitted to Contest #92

Mukherjee Villa, synonymous to tradition and heritage basking in the middle of Moira Street was the roof under which lived fourteen members, thirteen Mukherjee’s and their attendant Robi. The gigantic structure stood out to passer bys due to its old day architectural elegance and the continuous hustle bustle from the indoors. Mr Soshodhor Mukherjee the eldest member of the household runs a printing press by the name of Words and Spring and his four sons Sankha, Subhra, Subhas and Santo are natural heirs of the same. They all diligently leave...

0 comments 0

Read story

“Out On A Limb” by KS Logan

Submitted to Contest #92

They were celebrating their eighth wedding anniversary at Chuckie’s Pizzeria. It was half-price Tuesday, and the place was hopping. As Keith and Amber Habkirk lifted their glasses of house red, also on special on Tuesdays, and were about to toast, an out-of-control child ran past their table and let out an ear-piercing squeal. Amber returned her glass to the table and sighed. Keith almost asked what was wrong but, in a rare moment of male marital wisdom, refrained. "Hey, the lasagna is buy one, get one half-off," he said instead, which ...

0 comments 0

Read story

“Ellendale’s curse” by Essa Morah

Submitted to Contest #92

I wonder how much of the unseen people who believe in God are willing to acknowledge. I have seen people draw a line, when their belief in things they grew up on, change even the slightest. Some believe in angels but not goblins, souls but not ghosts, gods but not goddesses. However, that’s different in children. You see, their little observant minds are always ready to tackle the incomprehensible and level-headedly face the unseen. “Mommy. Why is there a gap on your right breast?”My curious five-year-old daughter asked an innocent ques...

0 comments 0

Read story

“Shadows In The Light” by Harley Roberts

Submitted to Contest #92

Boom! Boom! Boom! Three pounds of a gimlet reverberated across the sunny horizon. Afraid and weak, something crawled out of a cave in the distance. The cavern had been its home for more than thirty years. This something was a man by the name of Bregða E. Margr. He was built on a wiry frame and a Sumerian warrior in 4000 B.C. The drilling had caused a cataclysmic structure failure and opened his home to the elements. Looking into the hovel you could see lacerations from animals long extinct, fodder on the slab in the middle of the subt...

0 comments 0

Read story

“You're all that matters to me” by Gracie Piper

Submitted to Contest #92

You’re all That Matters to Me “You did what!” I yelled at her, slamming the door behind me. The deafening cry of her sobs made me want to throw up. Her long curled champagne hair, perfectly framed her model like face. The tears flowed down her cheeks like a waterfall rushes off a cliff, and every tear that hit the ground below her, tore at my insides. Seeing her cry was my weakness. “I know Parker and I’m-.” she paused unable to look me in the eye and wiped the hot tears off of her cheeks and continued to simply say “I...

0 comments 0

Read story

“APART” by Priyami Dutta

Submitted to Contest #92

And for the umpteenth time in the last three days, Shristi felt, her father restrained from saying something. Apprehensions grabbed her. Her mind writhed with convoluted thoughts. Is he trying to conceal some bad tiding? Has he been diagnosed with some dire ailment? A fearful shudder quivered through her. Staying more than eight thousand miles away in the antipodal USA, there was, essentially, very little that she could do, if her ageing father chose to play truant with words. Barely three years away from retirement, Mr. Baruah, he...

0 comments 0

Read story

“Roses and Light” by Esme O'Donnell

Submitted to Contest #92

Me and Evelyn were obviously a pair. We were the two girls who somehow always ended up together for school. We were the two girls who rode the bus home together every day. We were the two girls who could silently communicate with our eyes and gestures. We were the two girls who would sometimes come to school wearing the same outfit, and who would giggle about it but never mention it out loud. Me and Evelyn hated each other. Oh, we tolerated each other in front of other people, including our parents, who were the best of friends. But...

0 comments 0

Read story

“The Library's Ghost” by Rusham Verma

Submitted to Contest #92

TW: suicide “Ashley! Jessie! How many times do I have to tell you to be quiet?”, the librarian shouted at both the girls with an exasperated face, her voice thundering like the thunderstorm outside. She had deep wrinkles and a long neck with a flimsy body, her skin under her eyes dark indicating she hadn’t slept in days. “We’re sorry, Mrs. Canes. We didn’t mean to make so much noise.”, Ashley apologizes. Jessie adds,” Yeah, it will not happen again.” Mrs. Canes goes back to her desk. Jessie whispers to Ashley,” She looks like she needs...

0 comments 0

Read story

“The Truth Will Out” by Milena Furtado

Submitted to Contest #92

tw: sexual abuse He hailed from a prominent family in Goa, the members of which were treated with a deference bordering almost on reverence. They had an ancestral house in a part of town which used to house the elite section of society. The family was well-connected and had relatives in various parts of the state. They were a family of several siblings, and were quite close knit, and so when he expressed a desire to seek his fortune abroad, it seemed inconceivable to them that he would wrench himself from the bosom of the family for th...

0 comments 0

Read story

“The Gift of an Elf” by Manahum Nadeem

Submitted to Contest #92

Once upon a time, there was an old lady who used to live in a faraway town. She used to live on her own. She was very helpful to everyone; whenever there was someone in need, she would run to lend a helping hand. The house she lived in was very small and had a window to the east. She loved it when the sun knocked on the window every morning requesting her to let him in, and this is how she started her day. The house was not crowded with stuff, there were only the things she needed the most. She was a physician in her younger ye...

0 comments 0

Read story

Load more stories

🌟 Similar prompts

Write a story that begins in the light and ends in darkness, or the other way around.

Horror – 383 stories

Set your story in a countryside house that’s filled with shadows.

Horror – 170 stories

Write about a character who thinks they have a sun allergy.

Summer – 117 stories

Write a story set in a city where the power suddenly goes out, leaving everyone in darkness.

Horror – 187 stories

Contest #92

Enter our weekly contest!

This week's theme: Chiaroscuro

$50

Prize money

1051

Contest entries

0

Stories

Ended on 23:59 - May 07, 2021 EST

Won by Nina Chyll 🏆

Title: On the Origin of Shadows

View details

Win $250 in our short story competition 🏆

We'll send you 5 prompts each week. Respond with your short story and you could win $250!

Menu

CONNECT

BLOG

APPS

TOOLS

ABOUT

End your story with a truth coming to light.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 184 stories

“Aeon” by Katherine Chrisman

“Realising reality” by Nicholas Chishimba

“The Ghost of Bradburry Lighthouse” by Carleigh Blanchat

“A Christmas Egg” by Jordan Dragon

“Lost Time” by Camila Amenero

“Let there be light” by Suchetana Lahiri

“Out On A Limb” by KS Logan

“Ellendale’s curse” by Essa Morah

“Shadows In The Light” by Harley Roberts

“You're all that matters to me” by Gracie Piper

“APART” by Priyami Dutta

“Roses and Light” by Esme O'Donnell

“The Library's Ghost” by Rusham Verma

“The Truth Will Out” by Milena Furtado

“The Gift of an Elf” by Manahum Nadeem

🌟 Similar prompts

Write a story that begins in the light and ends in darkness, or the other way around.

Set your story in a countryside house that’s filled with shadows.

Write about a character who thinks they have a sun allergy.

Write a story set in a city where the power suddenly goes out, leaving everyone in darkness.

Contest #92

Enter our weekly contest!

$50

Prize money

1051

Contest entries

0

Stories

Win $250 in our short story competition 🏆

Explore more writing prompt ideas: