psychological

Mind games taken way too far; explore the disturbing genre of psychological thrillers that make us question our perception of sanity and reality.

RESILIENCE
It visited me again last night. There was no time to prepare myself for its coming. It struck as I was on the verge of sleep—
By Brendan M. Rowe5 years ago in Horror
Case 39 - A Movie Review
What are you so afraid of? She’s just an innocent little girl. Case 39 was released to theaters in 2009. In the fight to resolve one of her most recent cases, a social worker takes in a young abused girl. After some time, Emily wishes that she studied this girl’s story more before making this decision.
By Marielle Sabbag5 years ago in Horror
The Bath Road House
1968 Janet and I felt like prowlers as we drove through the upscale neighborhood. From the car, we admired what we could see of the homes. Each was set back from the main road, hiding behind thick coppices of trees and shrubbery. We glimpsed the slopes of their roofs through the clearings between the tree branches, and we whispered to each other as if the houses were sleeping giants that had eaten the people inside them.
By Shannon Yarbrough5 years ago in Horror
Whispers on the Waves
I hear her whispers by the water. No matter what I do, I cannot drown them from my mind. They creep into the edges of my brain, gnawing at my soul. She is truly maddening and relentless, and it never stops.
By Katt Kantack5 years ago in Horror
gas leak
The smell really wasn’t too bad, in fact, I was starting to get used to it, and it really didn’t bother me anymore. It didn’t smell good, but I didn’t really notice it anymore. But that was because I lived there.
By trina schuler5 years ago in Horror
The Pain Eater
“Guaranteed salvation of the mortal condition is a heavily sought after gift, a gift that does not come at a material price. If something so deeply and profoundly primal were to be erased from the body, what ethereal chain would fill that immediate void?”
By Rosewood Anthill5 years ago in Horror
The Last Man
Demons, Zombies, Ghosts. Monsters we make up in the middle of the night are likely more real than the imagination, though we would never see them as they truly are, for we haven’t begun to open our eyes. Would you know the devil if you saw him? What about an alien? How about a mutant? But then, aren’t we all just mutations in the same gene pool? Question human nature, and the stories we tell about our evolution! The truth can be neither created nor destroyed.
By Dionte West5 years ago in Horror
Mine, After All
They were all gathered at the doors, begging and banging to get in. I didn’t care that there was still time to save them. Without them inside I would have more space and resources.
By Melanie Cross5 years ago in Horror
As the wind blows
“Mommy, Mommy can I go out and play?” “Finish your Breakfast first. Little girls need to eat.” Jessica said as sunlight streaming in the window made her blond hair glow. Sara unconsciously stroked her own blond hair.
By Josh Roberts5 years ago in Horror
Love, Ashley
The ground was pliable, which could mean any number of things, but he hoped it meant a bunker. She was asleep in his arms, her head awkwardly turned against his shoulder. The masks made it difficult to rest one’s head on another, but the comfort of her slowly breathing body was worth the awkwardness of the position. He laid her down gently in the grass, adjusted her mask, and walked the few paces back to where he’d felt the soft ground. He knelt to it and pushed against the softness with his hands. There was a significant demarcation between the solid ground and the soft soil. He followed that demarcation with his fingers. It formed a small rectangle, in the shape of a door. His sweat ran down his forehead, and for the first time in a long time, he felt his breath beating back at him beneath his mask. His fingers continued to dance upon the grass until they came upon a latch hidden beneath a clump of wet leaves.
By Mark Lane5 years ago in Horror
Humanity v1.0
I hope I’ve died... ____________________________________________________ I remember the day I was told that I’d been chosen. I was so excited!
By Peter Young5 years ago in Horror
//:begin transmission
//:begin transmission Breathing. How am I breathing? I can't remember the last time that I tasted the air. Where am I? How have I come to be here? I can feel something in my hand but I can't feel my fingers.
By Shawnti Therrien5 years ago in Horror