Young Authors StoryYoung Authors
Honestly, I never contemplated the thought of meeting a vampire. Their type only seems nonexistent due to the obviously impossible myths that spread so easily. Now, whenever someone presents the word vampire, it's automatically related to bat, anti-sunlight, blood drinkers, and other unnecessary terms like that. Although these stereotypical thoughts still attempt to cloud my mind, I never allow them to fully obscure my view of what vampires really are. I could never tie in such silly tales when I was around him, and every time I tried they only seemed even more unreal.
Something I know is real, or at least was real at the time, was our last moment together before he disappeared. Unfortunately, I can vaguely remember the details, but something I could never forget was the first warm touch of his usually icy skin. It was a stroke of his index finger to him, and a gentle brush against the back of my frozen hand. To him it seemed like a simple gesture, but in my eyes it ha
The Carnival of Carnage A gentle wind wafted through the streets, bringing with it the sweet smell of rain. The warm night was peaceful, save for a distant thunder. The only person outside, though, was an older man dressed in a torn work shirt and ragged jeans. He leaned back against the wall of an apartment building, gazing up at the clouding sky. He took up a dirty liquor bottle and tipped it back to drink, when he saw it. An object was being blown on the wind; it floated about as carelessly as any piece of trash, then landed directly in front of the homeless man. Intrigued and slightly tipsy, the man wandered into the street to see the object. It was a playing card, face-down on the pavement. The man picked it up and turned it over. The corner bore the phrase "Joker", but the image was not traditional. It was of a pink and blue clown face with a large afro and huge necklace. The man pondered it for a moment, then started laughing with apparent joy. He pocketed the card and made his way in the directioThe Carnival of Carnage8 years ago in Horror More Like This
Thy Wraith Had anyone been awake that night, they might have been slightly afraid. There was very little traffic in the tiny county, but there were always forest sounds. But not tonight. Tonight was completely and utterly silent, not a cricket, not an owl, not even the wind. The sky was completely clear and cloudless…yet not a star shone, and it was the night of the new moon. Darkness and stillness abounded. Yet the residents of the rural area slept on, completely oblivious of what was to come.Thy Wraith8 years ago in Horror More Like This
At precisely 3:03 am, something fell from the sky. This was odd, for there was nowhere it could have fallen from. It did, however, fall, and it landed in the middle of a field. It was a playing card…in fact, it was the sixth Jokers Card. The face bore a red-robed figure, hand stretched out in a beckoning gesture. Had anyone been studying the card, and then looked up, they would have been in for a shock. The creature was there by the card; on its shoulder a crow perched, yellow eyes gazing keenly
The Riddlebox "Mommy, look what I found!" The boy dashed up to his mother, a harassed-looking woman walking briskly along, several grocery bags in her hands. She ignored her son, something she often did of late.The Riddlebox8 years ago in Horror More Like This
"Mommy!" the boy whined. "I found a card and it's got a pretty picture on it." Sighing, the mother paused to look, thinking someone had just dropped a risqué playing card. However, she was wrong; it was a joker card, with a picture that was far from pretty, at least to her. It was of a purple jack-in-the-box with a green question mark on the front and a grotesque jester head popping out. A scary picture. Now her son would have nightmares all night; just what she needed.
"Can I keep it?" the boy asked pleadingly.
"Absolutely not. It looks scary. Besides, you picked it up off the ground, so it has germs on it." Actually, it was strangely spotless. "Drop it." The boy sighed and dropped the card, giving it one last look before leaving with his mother.
"…when you step into dea
Left 4 Dead: Her SalvationLeft 4 Dead: Her Salvation6 years ago in Horror More Like This
They said it would end soon...
For me I was lucky, the infection has not reached my hometown yet and has given me time to prepare for the worst. People from the south were evacuating to the north towards the Safe Zone for protection by the army. I called my brother Leo about my plan of holding out while the infection passes. He agreed and moved into my apartment with some supplies. He lives by the Airport down south from me. He never stops complaining to me how much he misses the buildings, free running the rooftops with his friends known as a Concrete Jungle Runners. Leo took free running to the extreme by duck taping his trouser legs and his hooded sweatshirt arms. Leo just told me it stops his clothes flapping and catching onto things when he runs along. Yeah right.
We were told by CEDA or also known as Civil Emergency and Defence Agency to watch the Chopper 5 News for information on the virus every night. CEDA call this deadly virus 'Green Flu
The Great Milenko He may not have found the card had he not slipped and fell. It was in the corner of a dark, dead-end alley. The man had darted in that direction while escaping the police, and now he was here, lying face down on the ground and staring at a joker card. The picture was not of a joker, however, but of a gray-faced, red-haired and bearded man sporting a turban and wielding a wand. The man slowly sat up as he stared at the card; it was in the shadows for a reason. He had to warn someone. Dashing to the entrance of the alley, he decided to tell the first person he saw. This happened to be a man dressed in a business suit and sipping a coffee.The Great Milenko8 years ago in Horror More Like This
Sir! the man cried.
What? the businessman snapped. I dont do charity, okay buddy?
No, I only wish to warn you!
The Amazing Jeckel Brothers The old man hobbled down the road, seemingly oblivious to the cars that passed him, eyes glowing with a purposeful determination.The Amazing Jeckel Brothers8 years ago in Horror More Like This
"Go to the town," he had been told. "Find the sign. They will all come to you, one by one. Let what will happen, happen." Pure chaos was what would happen; he was sure of it, for who could withstand such a force?
The man walked the sidewalk of Main Street, barely noticed by others and barely noticing them in turn. His eyes were constantly scanning the ground; but it didn't take long for him to find what he was looking for. Nestled between two small shops was a card. The old man dove for it, already knowing it was a joker's card, and what the image would be: a strange, fiery face, one half smiling wickedly, the other half looking enraged.
"And so the fifth has dropped," the old man said to himself, pocketing the card. "I know what I must do…"
"A vision of a candle will begin to form like a distant dream with billowing smoke rising from
The Ringmaster The card lay in the middle of the intersection, and though cars drove over it and past it, it remained in the same spot, unmarked and untouched. On the occasion that a stray dog would venture out to sniff at the card, the dog would whimper and back away. It certainly was not ordinary, and the dumpy bag lady waiting at the bus stop could tell. She considered herself an expert on the supernatural, having made a living as a psychic when she was younger. That was before she was hailed as a fraud…well that's what she got for faking a reading for the first time.The Ringmaster8 years ago in Horror More Like This
Still, her curiosity overcame her desire to stay out of the road, and leaving her bags, she walked cautiously to the center of the street, watching for cars. It was a playing card, and the face told her it was a joker card. But this was not what made her gasp in fear. The card was printed with a gold and black image; it was the long face of a man wearing a top hat, clawed hands stretched out. The old lady stared, a cold chi