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Horrorfan13

152 stories written on Ficly, 2009–2011, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com

  1. Chagrin

    “You’ve got cucumbers on your eyes.” I snicker. “They’re supposed to help enhance my beauty.” She was nonchalant and a little irritated. “Well, can you stop…

    Nov 17, 2011 (1)

  2. Positive and Negative

    Leaves swirl, dancing dervishes. Stained-glass windows and organized religion. Sunshine, rainbows, rain and thunder purple bruises and broken promises. Smiling…

    Nov 17, 2011

  3. A Woman's Ways

    She knew there was something wrong as soon as she looked in his eyes. They were black as night and devoid of emotion. He quickly looked away, knowing he’d been…

    Aug 29, 2011 (1)

  4. End of the World?

    May 23, 2011 Well, I thought I had more time until the end of the world, but I was wrong! People have begun to disappear. I figure they must be hiding in their…

    May 17, 2011 (1)

  5. I Once Believed in Love

    I used to think Love Conquered All, but God would choose to laugh and prove me wrong. I’ve loved. A love that desired and burned, consuming that which came…

    Mar 22, 2011

  6. The Mustard Yellow Sweater

    The sweater laid in the ditch, caught among the prickly brambles that seemed to like to procreate along the side of the highway. He glanced at it again as he…

    Jan 21, 2011

  7. Signs of the Seasons

    Every year, the giant oak tree in Mr. Turnblatt’s yard changed with the seasons; bare bones in the snows of winter, growing green buds in the rains of spring…

    Nov 15, 2010 (5)

  8. Friend or Foe

    The silence filled the room, a physical presence that seemed to stifle. I reached out and turned on my stereo. Whistling filled the room. “What is this shit?”…

    Nov 5, 2010 (3)

  9. I Had a Thought

    “Thoughts that are articulated are free. The rest are just prisoners in their own world.” I remember the day I started to form, those words echoing in my…

    Nov 2, 2010 (3)

  10. Blood-Red Paint

    He splashed the red paint onto the canvas. He had to work quick. The paint he was using seemed to dry faster than he wanted, but it gave such a rich hue. He…

    Sep 17, 2010

  11. Hidden Drawer

    Tom crept into his father’s office. The desk was still there. Burnt oak inlaid with grey marble had always seemed a bold choice to Tom, especially for someone…

    Sep 14, 2010

  12. Freckled Frannie

    Frantic Frannie flitted through the farmhouse, frenzied. Following Frannie was a fiery flame-throwing fiend intent on flawing her freckled face. Finally, he…

    Sep 10, 2010 (1)

  13. Sprinkles of Memory

    She looked down at her hot fudge sundae. Her hand paused as she noticed the rainbow sprinkles. She didn’t ask for them, yet there they were, glaringly mocking…

    Sep 9, 2010

  14. Passage of Revenge

    The house had been in disarray for days now. Books littered the floor and his thumb was callused from the turning of the pages. He would find it. He had to…

    Aug 31, 2010 (1)

  15. Life is Precious

    Bleed. -----------------------------------------------------

    Aug 30, 2010

  16. Explosions and Treasure

    He laid on the sand, the water washing over him in waves, debris from his demolished ship piling around him. He was lucky to be alive and said a silent prayer…

    Aug 24, 2010 (1)

  17. Misconceptions and Me

    Indecisive Mean Pushover Tough Fair Affectionate Mother Cold Uncomfortable Lazy Passionate Overworked Loving Wife Stand-offish Uncaring Unreachable Nostalgic…

    Aug 20, 2010 (1)

  18. Grief

    You’re still there. In the back of my mind, in the back of my heart. Hidden, so as not to hurt too much. But then a song plays, someone says something. I shake…

    Aug 20, 2010

  19. Fortunes Never Lie

    Thomas strolled into the Chinese restaurant, high on the thought of shrimp fried rice. His doctor would chastise him for this, seeing as his cholesterol was…

    Aug 18, 2010 (1)

  20. If You Really Knew Me

    Where does one begin when attempting to explain yourself to others? Well, I was always a shy child. I still am in many ways. I seem to constantly have the fear…

    Aug 13, 2010 (1)