I avoided horror movies until I had to write about them

I was a ‘fraidy-cat. I hated Halloween and avoided that aisle in the department store whenever the season rolled around. The only horror I could stomach was R.L. Stine’s Goosebumps series even though they would keep me awake. I think I only read them because my classmates were reading them. I still don’t like that... Continue Reading →

Trevor

(Content warning: this story contains descriptive body horror.) “Stop poking at it,” she said. “Do you want it to pop?” “Maybe it needs to,” I replied. She huffed. “Not in my car, please.” She rolled down her window for her cigarette smoke. I wrinkled my nose and let go of the hem of my tee.... Continue Reading →

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