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The Fate of the Final Girl
With Jamie Lee Curtis taking her final bow as the iconic Laurie Strode in the closure of the long-running Halloween franchise, I decided that it would be a good time to take “Final Girls” by Riley Sager off of the shelf as a tribute to the woman who revolutionized and embodied the essence of strength and resiliency that it takes to be a final girl. Often attributed as the first real example of a final girl, Curtis’ character Laurie Strode was the sole survivor of Michael Myers’ attacks that fateful Halloween night, but Curtis’ character highlighted the emotional, physical, and psychological burden that can come from being a survivor.
By Kurt Mason3 years ago in Horror
A Touching Gift
Glen had always been a bit of a ladies' man. Ever since his first girlfriend, he'd been a firm believer in the "love um and leave um" school of thought. In high school, it caused some trouble. Glen was the handsome football player who went through women like water, and it seemed he was always in the middle of some drama. In a way, Glen guessed he fed off it, loving the attention he got from being at the center of such controversy. As he got older, Glen found similar conquests out in the real world. The car lot he worked at held a bevy of pretty clients, pretty secretaries, and lovely bosses who became far less authoritarian once the bedroom door was shut.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
Kin is Kin
The wind blew through the trees, Jimmy watched as the leaves shimmered in the afternoon light. He stood up, stretching his back, shoveling was not as easy as he thought, he stared into the hole, slowly getting deeper and deeper as his father continued to shovel. He watched the pile of dirt beside the hole get bigger and bigger, so big that the dirt would slide down bit by bit. He looked at his father, smiling, his sweat covered brow in a sullen expression. Jimmy continued to help as best as a five year old could.
By MoriaCavandish3 years ago in Horror
Massive Damage: Chapter 3
ALL OF CHARLIE’S GUYS GRAB WEAPONS AND PUT BODY ARMOR ON AND GETTING THE WOMEN READY FOR COMBAT PACKS UP THE TRUCK AND DRIVES AWAY. LEAVING CHARLIE ALONE AT THE OFFICE AND CHARLIE TAKES OFF HIS BLOODY CLOTHES AND CHANGES INTO A COMBAT GEAR AND FULL BODY ARMOR STEEL PLATED GLOVES AND GRABS A BOX OF SHOTGUN EXPLOSIVE SHELLS MADE BY DAWSON AND GETS A RAMBO SIZE KNIFE THAT WAS SOAKING IN HOLY WATER AND GETS A DESERT EAGLE AND STANDING THE MIRROR AND GRABS THE AUTOMATIC SHOTGUN AND GOES IN HIS CAR GARAGE AND RIDES OUT ON A MOTORCYCLE TO VAMPIRE’S CLUB.
By Victor Robinson II3 years ago in Horror
Massive Damage: Chapter 2
CHARLIE GRABS HIS SISTER AND PUT HER IN A WHEELCHAIR AND GOES THROUGH THE HALLWAY WITH HER AND GOES THROUGH THE FIRE EXIT AND THE NURSE/ WORSHIPER IS FOLLOWING HIM AND START RUNNING WITH THE WHEELCHAIR OUTSIDE AND THE GRANDFATHER SHOOTS THE NURSE IN THE BACK. SHE TURNS AROUND PISSED AND JUMPS ON TOP OF THE GRANDFATHER AND STARTS CLAWING HIM UP.
By Victor Robinson II3 years ago in Horror
An Unexpected Gift
Chris saw the drone flying away from his apartment and raised an eyebrow. He hadn't ordered anything, certainly nothing that a drone would deliver, and he came up the stairs two at a time before his crackhead neighbors came out to steal it. Calling them crackheads might have seemed a little disparaging, but Chris had actually come home and found them smoking crack on the front porch, so he thought it more than fair. The Palm Breeze weekly rentals were far from posh, but they were the best he could afford. Chris had a dead-end job that barely paid him minimum wage and hardly worked him part-time these days. He was behind on his rent, looking at ramen noodles for dinner again, and, if he was lucky, he might get halfway through tonight's football game before they shut his cable off.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
Hidden Containment
Middle of the night on the front porch lays a wooden box that has a history to it, just by looking at it. Living in the middle of nowhere, where the post office or even any online delivery services are unable to reach. No known neighbors close by or any human able to connect with.
By Edgar Romero3 years ago in Horror
