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"Scarecrow" by R. Scabree: A Review-as-I-Read Post archived by CaptainColdCutCliche
Created: May 06, 2018, 02:40:13 PM

Rating: All Ages

A review blogger starts reading a book about a scarecrow, and it starts getting into his head. Story by Josh Parker.

Chapters: 1   Completed: Yes   Likes: 0   Hits: 700


A Christmas Miracle archived by Icydice
Created: October 21, 2018, 05:35:59 PM

Rating: Teen

A fire faintly lit the room in a fluorescent glow, giving it a homely feeling. The warmth spread to every corner of the house, and in the edge of the room to the right stood the Christmas tree. Its dazzling beauty brought awe to the man who stood in the center of the living room, who had recently come down the chimney. He was a tall man and fat at that. He was dressed in a heavy red jacket lined with white fur. His eyes sparkled as he witnessed the lights wrapped around the tree, reflecting off of the ornaments hanging on its green branches. The large man sniffed the air from the surrounding room. The smell of pine entered his nose, causing his lips to curve into a smile. He slowly stepped over to the fireplace, the fire burning as bright as ever. Above it hung velvet stockings with silver lining laced into the fabric to spell the words, Dad and Sarah. The man reached into his pocket and pulled out a brown bag. With a swift motion, he pulled a single candy cane out of the bag and gently placed them into the stocking named Sarah with care. He glared at the stocking named Dad for a second before breaking his ice-cold stare away. With this, he moved into the kitchen.

He entered the kitchen and trudged to the counter where a strange odor immediately struck the large man in the nose. The smell of hard liquor was accompanied by a porcelain plate set upon the table in the center of the room. There sat a glass of milk beside the freshly baked chocolate cookies stacked on top of each other. Pleased, the man reached for the glass and gulped the milk down. He rubbed the mustache he had recently acquired off of his face with his arm and allowed his gaze to return to the cookies. He ogled them for a few seconds, hunger in his eyes. Soon after, he grabbed one and placed it in his mouth, munching the small chunks between his teeth which were as white as snow. The crumbs fell from his mouth and into his scraggly beard as the jolly fellow continued on to the base of the stairwell. He reached his hands out to guide himself upwards until he stumbled upon the second level of the house.

Paper cut-outs of snowflakes hung in the long corridor. The moonlight seeped through the windows of the hall which gave an eerie glow. The man took a step forward which caused the wooden floor to gently creak, halting his advance. His eyes darted around the house, not daring to move a muscle. Dust bunnies floated through the air and silence became ever-present to the point where one could hear a single pin drop. The man held his breath and then gently released it, carefully taking another step forward. With each creak, he stopped in fear of exposure. However, nobody seemed to hear the unannounced visitor. Before long the man arrived at a wooden door near the end of the hall. He saw the door at the end of the room as well. It was where the child slept, but not soundly. The large man knew of her bruises and pain at the hands of the one she should have trusted the most. Santa knew all of the children after all.

Turning his attention back to the door in front of him, he gripped the brass handle, its surface frozen. He twisted the knob and opened the door, leaving it ajar. A single figure in was laying down in a bed, their specific details concealed by the shadows of the room.  The man walked to the side of the bed and lifted a picture that sat on the dresser. The photo contained a family. A man, a woman, and a small girl. The man smiled for a second before setting the frame down. Next to where the photo was originally positioned sat more bottles of liquor. Several bottles sat empty and several more filled to the brim. And on the floor beside the bed was a long leather belt, bloodied on the metal area.

Judging by the large frame of a figure under the cover, the man presumed they were the parents in the photograph. Or, at least, one of them. A frown crawled onto the man's face as he uncovered the sheets to reveal the father from the photograph. Enraged, the man grabbed the pillow on the other side of the bed and brought it down to the father's face. The father's body instantly began to tremble as he clawed at the large man, desperately trying to remove the pillow. It was a fruitless effort, the pillow and the might of the man proving too powerful. The inhuman strength he possessed outmatched the father's strength tenfold. The father's arms dropped down the side of the bed as his body went limp. He wouldn't hurt her again. The jolly fellow made sure of that.

Once the deed was done, the man pulled the covers over the corpse and retreated to the window at the back of the room. The silky white snow gently fell to the ground in a peaceful manner. The night sky sparkled with the twinkling stars, and the man's eyes twinkled as well. He exited the room and took a deep sigh, unhappy he had to do such things. It was when he was about to turn around and leave, however, that remembered the door at the very end of the hall. The girl's room. The man crept forth with silent footsteps, careful not to stir the girl from her slumber.  Opening the door, he found himself in a slightly lit room thanks to a small night light plugged into a wall. Pink snowflakes emitted from the light danced about on the blue ceiling in a soothing pattern. In the very corner of the room was a small bed in the shape of a car. The man approached it. He gently lifted the covers to reveal the body underneath them. And there, comfortably resting in bed, was the little girl from the picture frame.

He stooped down to the girl's level and watched her sleep. His teeth practically touched his ears as he leaned over her and sniffed her delicate blond hair. The girl grunted in her sleep, not seeming to notice the presence in her room. Scars and bruises covered her back and shoulders, and patches of her skin were scarred. The man licked his thumb, covering it in moist saliva. He gently cooed as he rubbed the girl's cheek ever so slightly as not to awake her. For several minutes, the man couldn't help but watch her until he eventually pressed his soft, moist lips against her forehead for a few seconds. He then spoke ever so gently into her ear, his voice raspy and queer.

"Have a Merry Christmas, little girl. May all your wishes come true."

With that, the jolly fat man exited the room and snuck back to the living room, where the tree still stood in all its glimmering glory. He had left a large red sack on the couch earlier, and he went to retrieve it. He brought the bag to the tree and opened the sack, withdrawing presents, toys, and all sorts of candies. After proceeding to set several presents under the tree, the man exited the cozy home. Now in the crisp winter air, he looked back upon the house. He smirked slightly, relishing the night. He had delivered the joy of Christmas to a little girl which needed it, and for that he was proud. He walked away, his large footprints covered soon after by the fresh snowflakes which gently fell to the ground.

The sun rose over the horizon, its bright, orange glow cleansing the land of its darkness and revealing the shimmering snow spread across the plains. A little girl woke from her slumber and hopped out of bed. She let out a quick yawn before hustling to her parent's bedroom. Her face was dull, and her energy lackluster as she reluctantly headed for her father's the room and by his bed. She hesitantly poked at his body, her face a blank canvas. He didn't wake up. He hardly even showed any signs of motion at all. Again, she tried to wake him up but to no avail. She frowned a bit at this, but not for long. She wanted to go open what presents she got from Santa. She knew that he wouldn't want her to open the presents without him there to see her, but she also didn't feel like waiting for him to get up and drag himself to the tree with her either. Hanging her head low, she knew what choice she had to make, lest she is punished.

She dragged herself away from the room, completely overcome with boredom. Wandering back to her room, she sat down on the edge of her bed and sat. Her eyes wandered to the floor of her room, where the smooth beige carpet had an imprint.

An imprint of a foot, and a large one at that.                                                 

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To north pole         

dear santa. i hope you and the reindeer are doing ok. i know that you are busy with the other kids so i wont ask for alot. all i really want for christmas is my dad to be ok. its been a while since mommy left and daddy has not been the same. he yells alot more now and hurts me. i dont know why but i just want it to stop. please help my daddy santa. its all i want. 

love,

sarah

Chapters: 1   Completed: Yes   Likes: 0   Hits: 114


A Silver Flame archived by Icydice
Created: October 21, 2018, 05:33:41 PM

Rating: Adult

An encounter with a strange creature in the night

Chapters: 1   Completed: Yes   Likes: 0   Hits: 88


A Touch of Glass archived by Knadire
Created: March 09, 2018, 10:00:18 PM

Rating: Teen

Upon waking to the sound of breaking glass, this tenant attempts to find its source along with that of other strange sounds in his home. Written by furbearingbrick.

Chapters: 1   Completed: Yes   Likes: 0   Hits: 579


Another Senseless Ritual archived by Icydice
Created: October 21, 2018, 05:20:41 PM

Rating: Teen

A ritual for those with too much noise in their lives

Chapters: 1   Completed: Yes   Likes: 0   Hits: 110


Artificial God archived by Icydice
Created: October 21, 2018, 05:06:13 PM

Rating: Teen

This is a trilogy of interconnected stories in timeline order

Chapters: 1   Completed: Yes   Likes: 0   Hits: 120


Ball-Pit archived by Icydice
Created: October 21, 2018, 05:25:21 PM

Rating: Teen

A small child finds himself in a fantasy world which quickly goes out of control

Chapters: 1   Completed: Yes   Likes: 0   Hits: 115


Born archived by CaptainColdCutCliche
Created: May 03, 2018, 12:25:21 PM

Rating: All Ages

There's a monster before me.

Chapters: 1   Completed: Yes   Likes: 0   Hits: 657


Can I Stay in Your Room? archived by TheWizardOfTheWoods
Created: September 07, 2018, 05:05:17 AM

Rating: All Ages

The walls won't stop staring at me.

Written by TheWizardOfTheWoods
This story is under the CC-BY-SA copyright.

Chapters: 1   Completed: Yes   Likes: 0   Hits: 458


Candle Cove archived by CaptainColdCutCliche
Created: May 06, 2018, 02:14:23 AM

Rating: Teen

A group of internet forum members discuss a TV show they all remember from childhood, but the recollections take a dakr and confusing turn. Story by Kris Straub.

Chapters: 1   Completed: Yes   Likes: 0   Hits: 520


Customer Review archived by CaptainColdCutCliche
Created: May 05, 2018, 03:59:19 PM

Rating: All Ages

An Amazon reviewer tries to warn us about the cables and the voices. Original author unknown.

Chapters: 1   Completed: Yes   Likes: 0   Hits: 707


Daddy Isn't Very Good at Cooking archived by TheWizardOfTheWoods
Created: September 08, 2018, 03:35:54 AM

Rating: Teen

I have friends over a lot, and Daddy always cooks for us. I just wish he was a bit better at it.

Written by TheWizardOfTheWoods
This story is under the CC-BY-SA copyright.

Chapters: 1   Completed: Yes   Likes: 0   Hits: 305


Dead Animals Outside My House archived by Icydice
Created: October 21, 2018, 05:30:36 PM

Rating: Teen

Dead animals appear outside a a school kids house and inexplicable occurrences begin happening

Chapters: 1   Completed: Yes   Likes: 0   Hits: 17


Desire archived by Icydice
Created: October 21, 2018, 05:59:10 PM

Rating: Adult

Lust to death,very quickly

Chapters: 1   Completed: Yes   Likes: 0   Hits: 17


Entries Unknown archived by PostMortemCreamPi
Created: November 07, 2018, 07:41:20 AM

Rating: All Ages

This is an incomplete record of a pharmaceutical research experiment. The time and place of the experiment are still unknown and many of the records have been lost or damaged.

Chapters: 1   Completed: Yes   Likes: 0   Hits: 14


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