The Horror Files

It's not that serious, Arch; this is merely entertainment for me. I've always enjoyed horror stories, and I've even written quite a few of of them over the years. Besides, the adversary has nothing on my Lord & Savior who takes care of me anyway.

 

I don't think there were any bad intentions behind it, but I honestly don't have any interest in answering questions or discussing anything that doesn't involve the enjoyment of this thread. Now, let's get back to the posting and enjoying some scary shit.

BTW, your "Horrors" board is awesome with lots of great material for this thread! :smt023

 

Hahaha...I've just been waiting to see what you'd post from there before I started stealing them to post myself.

 

Great posts, Ra-Ra!!! This one is especially creepy! :smt038

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Lol. You need to narrate your own horror story videos with that voice.

It's funny. Although it wasn't about horror but writing in general, I've had several other conversations recently with people asking me to share my work; one of them was also last night on Skype. lol

Like I've said, I've only recently been feeling a steady creative drive that I haven't had in a long time. I'm not as consistent as I'd like to be yet, but I'm working on it. I'm trying to get back on a regular writing routine, I've been keeping track of every idea that strikes me (I've been getting ideas/inspiration like crazy lately), I've started writing down any dreams/nightmares I have as soon as I wake up again, and I've been giving myself assignments and using writing prompts to keep my mind active. It kind of makes me feel like that part of me is slowly coming back to life, and it feels awesome!

TBH, I don't know if I'll ever get to the point where I'd share my work on here, but maybe one of these days I'll get the wild impulse to post something. It's been forever since I've had anything published and even longer than that since I got paid for anything. lol Getting published is one thing, but sharing is something else altogether for me (yeah, I know I'm weird).

 

"There was a hunter in the woods, who, after a long day hunting, was in the middle of an immense forest. It was getting dark, and having lost his bearings, he decided to head in one direction until he was clear of the increasingly oppressive foliage. After a what seemed like hours, he came across a cabin in a small clearing. Realizing how dark it had grown, he decided to see if he could stay there for the night. He approached, and found the door ajar. Nobody was inside. The hunter flopped down on the single bed, deciding to explain himself to the owner in the morning. As he looked around, he was suprised to see the walls adorned by many portraits, all painted in incredible detail. Without exception, they appeared to be staring down at him, their features twisted into looks of hatred. Staring back, he grew increasingly uncomfortable. Making a concerted effort to ignore the many hateful faces, he turned to face the wall, and exhausted, he fell into a restless sleep.

Face down in an unfamiliar bed, he turned blinking in unexpected sunlight. Looking up, he discovered that the cabin had no portraits, only windows."

-Unknown