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Write about a mysterious figure in one’s neighborhood.

Posted in Horror on Oct 26, 2022

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“About Morgan” by Harper Harris

Submitted to Contest #102

Morgan Wright was a ghost.      That’s what everyone in Sequoia Heights said, anyway. I had no reason to doubt them; my neighbors, all of them older than I was, knew best. In all of my fifteen years there, I had never seen Morgan, and so all I knew of her was what everyone said.      Mr. Lansing insisted that Morgan was a ghost because she only came out at night. “She only travels in the dark,” he would tell me. “She waits ‘till the sun goes down and then she floats around all ghosty-like. Just hovers,...

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“My Star” by Jewel Macwilliam

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By Jewel MacWilliamThe streets were dimly lit, a million stars filled the skies above. The world seemed fuller at night, full of possibility, not a single person able to keep you from doing what you want to do. My family dare not set foot farther than the front door, dare they stick a toe outside of line, outside of the world that was carefully curated for them, little do they know in a world of unlimited possibilities there still is one thing that distracts me, people like me.I was spending my night as I usually do, on the street, pen in ha...

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“Hunk in a Humvee” by HBR Patel

Submitted to Contest #102

A Black Humvee roared its way into a neighbourhood of mom-wagons and Prius. The Humvee stopped near house 43-A located on the seventh street locality of the town.  This neighbourhood was like any other neighbourhood of the town. Nothing so special about this locality. Everything that you can observe in the regular American community. In this locality, everyone knew everyone. The neighbours were intrigued with the noise of the Humvee that killed the silence in the vicinity. The door opened, and a 6.3 ft figure exited from the driver's se...

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“Old Man Henry” by Moon Fox

Submitted to Contest #102

Shady Pines has one street that is very quiet. Cars rarely drive by. Kids don't play in the street near one house in particular. Old Man Henry's house. He never leaves the house, and all his food is delivered right to his door. He sits in the window, staring into the street, waiting for a kid to go on his lawn. Then he flies through the wall, grabs the kid, and takes them into the house, where he eats them. And the house is haunted by a whole bunch of ghosts. At least, that's what my neighbor Kay Alfred says. He always tells tall tales, tryi...

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“Mrs. Stevenson” by Lydia Stein

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My wife and I recently bought our first house together. Its in this quant, peaceful, and rather boring neighborhood. Of course, my wife insisted on living in a safe neighborhood and a large enough home to start a family. Upon our arrival, a rumor reached us. A rumor that most rich white people start in their perfect little communities. Anyhow its about this old widow, who lives across the street from us. Theres many variants of these rumors, she killed him for money, after her husband died, she became mentally ill; the list goes on. I never ...

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“A Window Away” by Lily Prior

Submitted to Contest #102

  TW: war, gore, death      As soon as the sun rose in the sky, Jack's eyelids rose to reveal his sparkling blue eyes . With eyes touched by the sun's morning glow, Jack's day had begun. Since he was a young boy Jack always woke up early. It was as if at his birth his parents signed a contract for his soul to the sun. As long as the sun was in the sky, Jack was awake. Jack slowly sat up in his bed and moved his legs over to hang off the edge. For the next two minutes Jack would endure the painful daily morning r...

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“A Peculiar Neighbor + An Unfortunate Crush + My Best Friend = Huh?” by Abby Grace

Submitted to Contest #102

He was a peculiar 17-year-old. Instead of the typical sports heads that go to my school, he was a musician. Instead of curly brown hair or wavy blonde hair, he had black hair with streaks of neon green. Instead of the typical Nike and Adidas sneakers, he wore black boots.  I mean, come on, who thinks like that?  These are just a few of the uncommon attributes of Harris Thompson.  Unfortunately, he lives next door to me. You’re probably thinking “Ok, so the cute musician lives next to you? How is that unfortunate?” Well, th...

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“Lost” by Laarni Odsey

Submitted to Contest #102

Thursday. He is standing at the edge of the sidewalk, his back to the road, his heels right on the periphery. One push and he would tumble back, down. If it happens, will passing cars immediately notice in the darkness of the winter evening? Yes or no, he doesn’t seem to care. Or maybe he doesn’t notice.His eyes are on the ground, looking around, but without urgency. I don’t see anything, but there’s a good chance his quarry is invisible to my naked eyes, so I watch where I place my booted feet as I walk by.When I turn the corner and walk th...

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“The Floating Apparition ” by Clara Martin

Submitted to Contest #102

On October 31, 1975, there was a strange sighting in the small town of Primrose, Alabama. Residence in the community reported seeing a floating apparition adorned in a red cloak. The mysterious creature floated into nearby woods and vanished into thin air. It was Friday evening around seven-thirty on the foggy night of Halloween. Donald Ryan and his wife Andrea were getting groceries out of the trunk of their car when they saw the strange figure. The couple's three children stared at the object outside the window of their home. The Ryan's ga...

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“Grandpa Fish” by Sophie Maclang

Submitted to Contest #102

We knew him as Grandpa Fish.  An elderly gentleman, he lived a few doors down from us. His skin was papery thin and his eyes were blue and smokey with age. Baggy jeans clung to what was left of his hips, and he wore a crisp white shirt. His long spindly limbs were usually draped across a plastic chair that sat in the sunshine. Often, it was difficult to tell whether he was awake or asleep, as he dozed away the days. I can’t explain why he made me feel uneasy, it was just something that I felt from the moment I met him. Moving as if ...

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“The Town of Whispered Secrets ” by Bella Cole

Submitted to Contest #102

Zack wasn't bothered by the girl next door. Sure, she watered her flowers at night, and once painted her walls with tomato sauce, but everyone had their quirks. (Zack found the tomato project intriguing, as she'd managed to drench the entire room, including the carpet and lampshade, in tomato. He tried not to imagine the smell after a month.)  After watching her for a few months, he decided to talk to her. Walk up straight to her door and knock, maybe he should bring some cookies. However he hesitated, what do you say to her? He doesn’...

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“Longing...” by Zain Faaris

Submitted to Contest #102

As the bell rings, all that spirit and energy that I and the others seemed to lack, returns. I pack my belongings and bail myself out of school, as fast as I could.Ah…..September. Evening time. The sky is lit orange, as so are the leaves in almost every tree that I could see. Warm and fuzzy, as will the supper that’ll be awaiting me with impatience. What will it be today? Pie, pizza, cookies? Regardless….I am starving.I walk briskly to my home, barely a mile away from here. In the next street, in the middle of it, lies a lush park. A place w...

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“The Boy at the End of the Block” by Samantha Moore

Submitted to Contest #102

Saturday. 12:37 a.m. Charlie couldn't sleep. He'd had trouble with sleeping recently. As soon as he would fall asleep, he would dream of a boy at the end of the block, near the street-sign. He was too far away to see the boy's face, but based on the height and the fact that the boy was appearing in his dreams, Charlie came to the conclusion that the boy was around his age. He couldn't really tell though, because the boy looked nothing more than a shadow. Now, in his dream, the boy wouldn't do or say anything; he would just stare at Charlie w...

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“Little Fly Student” by Ciara Grau

Submitted to Contest #102

I was almost done. Almost out of the wretched place called a school. That place always left a bad taste in my mouth. No good memories existed in those classrooms. No smiles were brought back when I thought of those hallways. I wanted my memory to be erased from that building when I graduated. I wanted to be rid of that school, those students, and any other ties I had to it. This was the final year I had to spend there, then I could finally get out. But I still had one more year to make it through and I was dreading the return if you couldn’t...

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“The Shadow of Life” by Crystal Bacon

Submitted to Contest #102

            A light fog settled low, as the autumn twilight painted the sky orange. Ainsley watched a flock of geese take turns honking and flapping just above the tree line and rocked in an old chair. Wood on wood and breath on wind.           Strong hands raised a glass of whiskey to ready lips, its warmth reached deep. This was his evening ritual. Daylight brought toil and sweat but dusk brought rest. He worked hard for the ache in his ba...

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