Mysti Gayle

Tag: horror

  • The Man at the Foot of My Bed

    The Man at the Foot of My Bed

    I remember when I was a child I would hear someone say my name in the middle of the night. I would wake up to darkness in my bedroom, but then would feel a sense of dread and that I was being watched from the shadows. I couldn’t move my body but my eyes bolted…

  • I avoided horror movies until I had to write about them

    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…

  • Trevor

    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.…