Behind you #Wattys2014

The car pulled up closer and closer, I squint to look at my new house. My heart stops when I lay my eyes on it. Because one of my fears are creepy old houses. This one is made of beat- up wood planks, and really old would be an understatement. No I can’t live here. I just can’t. I don’t know what’s in there. All I kno...

Little Tweets of Horror

A collection of frightening and unnerving horror stories, each only a few sentences long.