Jack wants to try something. He's heard his dad talk about it before and he thinks he can do it, too. He's been thinking about it for a while. All he needs is the right person. And then he met Charlie. --- Trusting and unsuspecting six-year-old Charlie is lured away from safety. She ends up caught in the clutches of a young boy with a disturbed mind. A young boy who will soon be a serial rapist and killer--and she is his first. --- She Was His First is a horrific tale that's too unspeakable to make up. It is based on a true story.

*Short horror story* Jenny is curious about her uncle's hobby. Once she finds out what he does, she suffers the consequences. *First draft*

A woman takes a dreary trip to see her husband. Orson is a psychologically dark, very short story.

Owen found a VHS tape titled "DO NOT WATCH" while burying his dog, and decided to watch it. Well... you know what they say about curiosity and the cat. What's the worst that could happen? __________________ (Short story) IMPORTANT NOTICE - if you're reading this story on a site that is not www.wattpad.com then you could be at risk of a malware attack. Furthermore, please go to this link: www.wattpad.com/user/z0mbies, and report to me where you are reading this story. Thank you. WARNING: This story contains distressing material. Reader discretion advised. The characters in this book are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

"Please don't do this." I begged, as tears streamed down my face, making my mascara run. My eyes traveled from his face, that handsome boyish face, down to the floor. Down to the dead bodies. "Oh God," I choked, my life flashing before my eyes, as I felt his fingers slip from my shoulders down to the knife. He put it to my throat gently, so that he didn't cut it. Yet. "I'm sorry." He muttered. "Please...." I begged. "Please." His lips pressed against mine, and I shuddered against him. Dear God, Please don't let this happen. This is the story of how I met him. The story of how he stole my heart, just as carelessly as he stole peoples lives away from them. Maybe. Maybe not. When I think about it, I still smile. Even though I know the sad and terrible ending, I can't help but smile. He was my best friend. He was so loving. So caring. He taught me everything. But, he also destroyed everything. He was just like that. He was just the mass murder that loved me, and that's how I'll always remember him. I dare say, that's how I'll always cherish him.

Three children realize they're trapped in the basement of a crazy woman who claims to be their mother, and forces them to call her "Mommy". __________________ created February 4th, 2017 IMPORTANT NOTICE - if you're reading this story on a site that is not www.wattpad.com then you could be at risk of a malware attack. Furthermore, please go to this link: www.wattpad.com/user/z0mbies, and report to me where you are reading this story. Thank you. WARNING: This story contains distressing material. Reader discretion advised. The characters in this book are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.