When the creature finally reached me our realities switched; my nightmare real, it stood over my bed. It couldn't touch me though; it was only dreaming.
Can You Write A Horror Story In Two Sentences?
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My husband said would you like me to cook dinner?
The coach was running out of options. He turned to Dwyane and said, "you cover Kawhi."
The dilapitated house was perched atop the hill, surrounded by dead trees and the desicated bodies of small animals and one small boy, its windows shuttered against the daylight, keeping its secrets safe from prying eyes, keeping in its horrors. At night, unseen by human eyes, the shutters creaked opened and out crept the secret horrors.
Once there was a man. He lived and died hard.
"I like games" he said as he arranged the steaming fresh internal organ parts on the chess board. Then he pulled out an old box of "Operation" and set about cutting and sawing and snipping pieces for that one next...
Scott, there's a sock monkey at the door for you!
*Large Thud*
*Large Thud*
"Serial pooper on the loose in Houston neighborhood.
Film at 11."
Film at 11."
They are piling up against the door as I write this. I can hear it creaking in it's frame, a flimsy barricade against the tide of the living dead.
....would you like some pie?...
...it's made with blue raspberries....
Would that be a Texas Blast Berry Cowpoke Pie?
Horror story, Giant. Not fantasy.
Knock, Knock.....
Who's there?
Johnny Depp
AAAAaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!
Who's there?
Johnny Depp
AAAAaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!
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Dean Koontz wrote a new book. It features a supernaturally gifted Golden Retriever that lives in a house of bourganvillae. *
* for Scott
* for Scott
I don't want to be alone so much.
Wish I could stop myself.
Wish I could stop myself.
Wow wasn't expecting that.
I took my brainchild out for a walk.
When we got to the place where we were going,
and altar on a hill, I took a letter opener
and with it tore open the poem's heart.
When we got to the place where we were going,
and altar on a hill, I took a letter opener
and with it tore open the poem's heart.
Just some good-natured teasing. No harm intended!
No offense taken. I was being sarcastic. Who would think Koontz would write about golden retrievers and bouganvallia bushes? I was joking myself.Just some good-natured teasing. No harm intended!