psychological

Mind games taken way too far; explore the disturbing genre of psychological thrillers that make us question our perception of sanity and reality.

Suicide
I was sitting all alone, in the woods where I usually go when I don't want to deal with people. The flashback replaying in my head over and over again. I haven't heard from school or any of my friends since I went into the hospital. I've been out of school for three weeks now, because of my collar bone and my ribs. I didn't want to go back any way. They treat you differently than they were before you left. It would be embarrassing because I'm one of those girls that people don't really notice. Like if the teachers didn't know my name I could ditch school everyday and they wouldn't even notice. But this year my teachers decided to put me in the front of the classroom in all my classes. It was torture. I could hear the other kids ask and whisper to each other "Is she new?" Who is she?" "She looks weird" and more painful hurtful things like "She's ugly" or "She needs help." Which was true I did need help, but I didn't want other girls that I didn't know to tell me that.
By Brigid Miller5 years ago in Horror
Descent
I wasn’t always like this. Locked up in this place of sterile, soft walls, my head tangled with insanity. Once I was animated, full of hopes and dreams for the future. My husband and I owned a four bedroom, ranch-style home on six acres of wooded property just outside the city of Albany, New York. We were your normal suburban family with a mortgage, car payments, college funds and money set aside for retirement.
By Riss Ryker5 years ago in Horror
How Did I Die?
I am not sure how you’re reading this given that I’m dead, but here you are, and here I am. I guess I have to start at the beginning. I mean not my life story, it’s really not that interesting, but the crazy part. Things started getting strange a few months back, or at least I think it was a few months. Death changes your perception of time and it’s really hard to keep track.
By Lisa Laflamme5 years ago in Horror
Clones
I have a confession to make. I killed two people. To explain what happened I have to go back to the beginning of summer. I was outside mowing the grass. Living next to the woods I know there are all sorts of insects I have to watch out for. Well, one of those little suckers got the best of me and bit me on my lower back, close to my spine.
By Max M Power5 years ago in Horror
Last Meal
Damn, he was cold. So cold, in fact, it crept into the very marrow of his bones. His thin, wool blanket did nothing but make him itch, along with the lice. His 6' x 8' cell was so damp that the walls oozed with a fine sheen of water, glistening in the dull, yellow light coming from the catwalk.
By Riss Ryker5 years ago in Horror
Latterday
Something must be done with February and I'll tell you why. What I'm going to tell you may seem just a little out of the ordinary. Okay, a lot out of the ordinary. But I swear to you, it happened. I am not crazy, nor do I do partake in any sort of drug or imbibe in alcohol, which I'm not particularly fond of. I don't know how it happened, but I assure you, it did.
By Riss Ryker5 years ago in Horror
Truth or Dare?
“Truth or Dare?” Allie grinned at me, her face barely visible in the moonlight. My mouth was dry from anticipation and I felt a tickle in my throat as the dust from the corners of the abandoned cabin swirled around us. I coughed loudly. “What?”
By R.A. Anderson5 years ago in Horror
Cassius the 1st
Cassius awoke, his surroundings were dark. His last memory was laying down in his bed after a long day of celebration after winning a $20,000 cash prize online, much different than his normal routine of being a shut in.
By Roman DeArmas5 years ago in Horror
Midnight Blues
Early mornings are the worst time for the mind to wander. I usually wake up just after midnight. These days are heavily complimented by a pot of coffee in an attempt to get anything accomplished. Before the drip begins, I lay in bed, wishfully thinking I can go back to sleep. Only to quickly jump up from the most disturbing thoughts. Sure, I will get up for the day.
By M.A.C.5 years ago in Horror
Little Black Book
It was a dark, dusty, disgusting day. The sky was pitch black and shadowy. The climate was shrinking to a minus degree. The fog was slowly expanding. In such a weather that screamed the imperativeness of staying inside, I bravely stepped outside the front door of my haven and headed down the street. It had been months since I had visited the outside, and I knew if I failed to push myself to go out today, I did not know when I next would. The comfort of the bubble I had created for myself at home was starting to engulf my complete existence. However, if there was one place that came close to that feeling of assurance, it was the small high street library that bravely stood a few streets away. For as far back as my memory serves me, I had been visiting that library. Whether it be the early trips I took with my grandad at the age of 5, or the weekend visits I made with my sister at age 11 as part of our walks; that place had always been the place to go for when I needed an escape. So much so, that I was certain I had read every book in the fiction section at least twice. However today was the day that confidence was going to be doubted for the very first time. The journey to the library was usually around a fifteen-minute walk. With my eyes on the road, my mind in the clouds, and my eardrums dancing to the sound of the kpop music blasting through my earphones, I headed on my way.
By Maariya5 years ago in Horror
BEHIND THE MIRROR
I have created a life that is entirely my own. Like a puzzle, every piece rests in its perfect place and creates the perfect image. It isn’t my business that every now and then the table that it’s made on shakes.
By Arden Grace 5 years ago in Horror
A Thousand Drops
How long have I been in this dark place? Cut off from the day, separated from my future, with nothing but my painful past to while away the present. Every passing moment brings another drop. It is my torture. Drop, drop.
By Scott D. Williams5 years ago in Horror