Diane Foster
Bio
I’m a professional writer, proofreader, and all-round online entrepreneur, UK. I’m married to a rock star who had his long-awaited liver transplant in August 2025.
When not working, you’ll find me with a glass of wine, immersed in poetry.
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Whispers on the Wind
The swings moved in perfect unison, creaking softly as though some invisible force had set them into motion. I’d never seen the park so empty. The late afternoon sun cast long, golden shadows across the cracked pavement, but the scene felt far from serene. I rubbed the back of my neck, suddenly aware of how cold the air had grown despite the summer heat. Something wasn’t right.
By Diane Fosterabout a year ago in Horror
A Recipe for Confusion
The smell of freshly baked cookies wafted through the house, a warm, inviting aroma that felt like a hug on a cold day. Mary set her keys down, smiling. She hadn’t baked, nor had her husband, Jake. Their eight-year-old son, Ethan, was still too young to handle the oven. The mystery added a playful curiosity to the air.
By Diane Fosterabout a year ago in Horror
The Whisper in the Breeze
I heard a strange whistling sound coming from outside my window. It wasn’t the gentle murmur of wind through trees—it was sharp, almost purposeful. Pushing aside the curtain, I froze. An eerie figure swayed in the moonlight, its long limbs moving as if caught in a silent, haunting rhythm. Its glowing eyes locked onto mine, piercing through the glass with unnerving clarity.
By Diane Fosterabout a year ago in Horror
Through the Lens of Unknowing
I watched in horror as the documentary’s grainy footage played. Familiar streets blurred into a woman walking a dog—my dog—years ago. “The subject remains unaware of their role,” the narrator droned, chillingly detached. My pulse quickened. I rewound, desperate for context. There was my childhood home, my college dorm, even my first job, all filmed covertly.
By Diane Fosterabout a year ago in Horror
