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Write about a mysterious figure in one’s neighborhood.

Posted in Horror on Oct 26, 2022

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“Mysterious Man” by Alanna Resto

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Before you read this story be reminded its not real, its all fictional facts and events. I like to make the story more realist to grab the readers attention by adding more effects and scenes rather than just planning an event in this case Sara being kidnapped when she was little and escaped and then gets kidnapped again when she's older and wasn't the only girl their. It wouldn't grab anyone's attention if their wasn't a past behind Sara nor current events of the kidnapper and other so called "victim's" I hope you like the book I took a lot...

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“The Last Interview” by Erin Smoak

Submitted to Contest #102

One person left. One more interview, and I’m done. Of course, it’s the most difficult one that’s left. You know how people tell you to do the hardest stuff first to get it out of the way? Well, it’s great advice. It also happens to be advice that I didn’t take.  I have interviewed nearly every person in this town. From the old, sweet, librarian who honestly just wanted to help you out, to the short and grumpy guy who only wanted the best for people who owned the pawn shop, to the high school kid who worked as a cashier at the supermark...

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“Him” by Shrutika Tiwari

Submitted to Contest #102

The engine roars again in the stillness of night. A loud bang startles me. My window is open, again. I leave the comfort of my blankets and tread quietly towards the guest room impoverished of human touch for years. The window is faulty, much like everything in this house. But fixing things will have to wait till I graduate Highschool and can work full-time somewhere; cause mama can't. Not with her unstable CNS and physiotherapy sessions we can barely afford. Windows are the symbolism for reluctance. We would laugh over the Geeky Engl...

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““the shadow man”” by Milk Pudding

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THE SHADOW MAN One man. Two houses. Three victims. I was startled awake by the sound of police sirens. I looked outside my window and saw several police cars pulling up at my neighbour’s house. Curious, I quickly grabbed my coat and rushed out of the door to see what was going on. Something wasn’t right. As I walked out to the porch, I saw police men standing outside of my neighbour’s house and writing things on their notepads while a few police men used barricade tape to mark off my neighbour’s house. I walked towards two police men...

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“A Dose of Summertime Sentiment on a Fine Day ” by Sage F.

Submitted to Contest #102

Summertime in Brazen Grove has been never more delightful. Since Walter and Naomi Birch adopted me, I always find myself going back to this place, year after year. Even after I wandered from the driest desert to the land where the sun does not set, no place felt like home like Brazen Grove did. In a small abode just on the corner of the street, it was the home where I grew up with my adoptive siblings, Finley and Marion. We used to play with other neighborhood kids, unfortunately, they left shortly after high school. And for all I know, they...

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“The Umbrella Vendor” by J. J. Crown

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Rogan’s life became complicated after that damn umbrella salesman came to town. Rogan and his colleague Siq scurried along a grey brick bridge, peering over the railing at the newcomer. “What’re we lookin’ at?” Siq asked, shielding his eyes from the rain with a cupped hand. “There.” Rogan nodded toward the cobblestone road across the canal. Along the row of slanted houses, sheltered by the overhangs, a thin man hunched over a wooden cart filled with umbrellas. Siq curled up one side of his lip, looking confused. “The umbrella man? That...

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“Old Man Belfield” by Ali Lee

Submitted to Contest #102

Trigger warning: Sexual assaultI spent nine years on campus, coming and going from that ugly, functional, concrete sprawl. I used to arrive early, the headlights of my car seeking out a space in the almost-empty car park, then shoulder my gym bag and trudge to the sports centre. After a solitary, silent work out, I would shower, return to my car and swap my sports gear for an armload of enormous, disintegrating ringbinders, with sharp edges that cut into the thin flesh of my arms, and my heavy backpack, with straps that dug into my shoulders...

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“Grandpa's Visit ” by Dirk Williams

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"Aw mom," Rian whined, "I don't need Grandpa watching me." "You are an injured young man who needs to rest. That leg isn't going to grow back correctly if you don't stay off of it. I have to go to work, we have a milestone to reach and you used to love visits with your grandfather." "My human grandfather." Sulking deeper into his pillow, and fussing under the heap of blankets. "You always smother me with these. Real Orcs don't get cold, we're tough!" Rian was on the verge of puberty, and it could not come soon enough for him. He w...

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“Diary: Midnight Brownies and a Short Story” by Ellita Styles

Submitted to Contest #102

Shortest stories often have the most beautiful parts, because they aren't lengthy enough to the point that you can already decipher what’s gonna happen next. Or perhaps there are loose ends which you could change into a different interpretation. Or maybe it’s just a piece of brownie- delicious, yet insufficient no matter how many you consume. I was about to write about a sad story, but brownies flipped my frown to a smile. So I guess it will be a happy story now. However, what is a happy story? Should I write about brownies then? No…. How ...

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“A Mysterious Figure” by Kir Fowler

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I blew out a puff of air that made my bangs fly up and then take their place again, impeding my vision. I'd been sitting at my window staring down at the park and street view. Lately, there had been reports of a teenage male around sixteen wandering the streets at night. But anytime someone tried to talk to him, to tell him to go home, he would disappear. I'd been hoping to see him tonight. I looked over at my clock, 12:45am. I looked out at the street. It was a suburb so there were pretty two-car garage houses with their automatic porch lig...

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“The Mysterious Woman” by Valerie Preston

Submitted to Contest #102

They both cast their eyes upwards towards the old house.  The red brick looked stark against the greenery surrounding it and the old clay roof tiles, a different red to the bricks, were dotted with dark moss, like greens on a pizza, with some tiles missing. A big piece of tin flapped in the wind on the side and it looked as if it could have been nailed on to the roof at one stage to probably  keep out the rain. The upstairs windows were wooden, with big strips of paint peeling off them and the exposed timber was grey underneat...

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“Agent 54” by Stacey Potter

Submitted to Contest #102

The Assassin: The broken streetlight provided ample cover from curtain twitchers. He was at home in the shadows but that didn’t make the winter chill any less biting. A blue sedan pulled up across the street. A car he recognised as belonging to his mark. The file had been sparse this time, meaning he had to tail this one for weeks. At least all the hours invested meant that he knew Henry Allan and his wife quite well. Not that there was much to know. The couple went to work and came home. Bridge on Fridays. Dinner at his mothers on Sundays....

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“D: Events from the life of John McDermen” by Mason Smith

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December 5th, 2009 - Something is dreadfully wrong with my neighbor. It seems as though he may be schizophrenic, but I'm not quite sure. When I see him outside of his house walking to work, at least that's where I believe he's going, he is quiet and stern almost like a moving statue. Yet inside his house when he is at home, I hear him screaming, a cold, dark, hollow scream. It chills my organs to hear it. I believe him to be alone when this happens. Sometimes it happens for hours, scream after scream. It has been going on for weeks now, I ev...

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“Pottery Phantom” by Tanae Taylor

Submitted to Contest #102

Monday 23:13 The cell door closed behind Bishop. The other person in the cell looked up from the top bunk to greet his new cell mate, but was surprised to find a child. Bishop walked in with his head down holding his sheets and toothbrush. The older man climbs down from his bed. “How old are you? You look like a kid.” Bishop shakily raises his head to answer the man but stumbles over his words when he sees a man covered in tattoos. In a skittish voice he answers. “I’m eleven.” “How does an eleven-year-old end up in a pris...

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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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