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His parents attended an important dinner function at the Moonstar Hotel by the Bay View Area and they told them that they might come home late. A slight breeze blew from the West. Old folks used to tell in their bedtime stories by the fireplace that this is an ominous sign. They say that vile creatures hunt for their prey during these times. Mark knew all about this since he is an avid fan of mystery-horror stories. Yet he told himself a thousand times that evening these are just figments of his wild imagination. Nothing horrible is going to befall his parents. They are both good souls and God is watching over them from above.

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For they were the food of the concealed demons residing in this lake. ‘Could it be that Arianna was as much of a victim as him?’ A possibility of the deadliest girlfriend being innocent knocked his head; he didn’t let it submerge into him long, for he remembered her wicked state of mind. Her irrationality surpassed the tolerance level of a normal crowd, who celebrated Halloween as a festival of the dead. She made it a gathering of the most malicious silhouettes of the world who had been greedy for flesh. Decades old, starving, and peace deprived souls who were looking forward to quenching their needs by the emotional traumatizing and assassination of the ones facing them. “No…,” he sought to

Now imagine what you can do to me if I dare argue with you. ‘You know I will never hurt you Billy, I love you.’ ‘Bye Petunia.’ With that, he left. I knew that not only will loneliness and darkness will be my refuge that night, but I was going to be haunted by all of my sins. I lived every day, haunted by the look Naledi gave me before she died, now all I could see was Anna’s wriggling feet, my strong grip on her mouth and the cold eyes I regained consciousness to. The way Billy looked at me didn’t sit well with me. He looked at me with disgust but mostly fear. The guy that I thought to be my everything, feared me. I was a monster like Anna had said. Why else would the person who sent me to k

She ogled at me angrily as tears threatened to dropped down her soft cheek. "Lov–" She hanged up her hand towards me and rushed back to her room. ~~~~ How are you viewing "nightmares" How is this going to end? 😶😶😶😶 ©Lharry's pen

I blabbered nervously. “Well, I thought you’re some kind of easy-going cheerful kind of girl, I never thought that you’re actually into classic horror movies”. “Hey, I AM an easy-going cheerful kind of girl. Since when a cheerful girl isn't allowed to watch horror movies? Or maybe I should wear all black, wear goth makeups like black lipstick so it’ll match ?” I argued. “Okay, okay… you win. I agreed that sometimes personality types and appearances have nothing to do with movie preferences. Are we cool?”. He asked and smiled at me.

What if he sees you and comes after you? “Oh, Lauren, you dummy,” she moaned. She hadn’t thought this through at all. She’d only been thinking that two murders happened in the forest a few days ago, not that the murderer might be hanging around looking for more victims. If Miranda had been with her, she would have laughed her head off and told Lauren that in horror movies the killer always came back for more. But Lauren didn’t like the kind of horror movies Miranda liked. She didn’t mind being scared and she liked things with creepy atmosphere, but she didn’t like to see a bunch of girls getting cut up by a madman with a knife. At least that was what it seemed all those movies were about.

As always, he comes with a dirty mind that's able to put a tiny smile on my face. “I’m sure,” I reply sarcastically, while Tonya swats her brother again. I seriously wonder if that's become second nature to her? “Maybe something sappy, where you can cry your balls out,” Freddie suggests shyly. He can be so adorable. “I think a horror movie would be perfect,” that’s what I truly need right now. Something with no sense at all, scary, and a lot of blood and killing. It may seem morbid, but that's right now.

“Now that was a cool film.” “Agreed, but the original Greek play was a hundred times more hardcore than anything Ray Harryhausen came up with. Tragedy has the same themes as horror, they’re all about what happens when you challenge the natural order, or societal norms, or whatever. It always goes tits up, whether you’re Doctor Faustus summoning demons or Mocata in The Devil Rides Out.” “They’re both pretty fatalistic aren’t they, tragedy and horror I mean.” “Yes, horror is the only modern genre that’s as fatalistic as classical tragedy. But one is considered by critics to be the pinnacle of fiction and the other is considered the nadir.”