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The Burlap Man

By LVera, published on Apr 18, 2012

My body was made of Hessian,Burlap to many and cloth to few.I worried as the moths woke me,Carrying a piece of me in their mouths as food.I could hear them nibbling, biting, devouring me.I swung my arms, and they attached to them too.Every effort failed and contributed to my pain.This morning, as I looked in my broken mirror, I figured out a plan.My face was no longer the one I loved.It was battered, full of stuffing and full of hate.I wanted them to die, I wanted them to glow.So as they fluttered around my body, attached by their mouths,I lit a match.But their fluttering extinguished the tiny... (more)

Tags: poem, poetry, death, horror, man, story, face, eating, l. vera, short, body, burlap, moths

The Children That Watch Us

By LVera, published on Oct 18, 2011

His grandfather was crazy. Corey knew it at a young age, hell, the whole street knew it. The last time he saw his grandfather was the day the old man stood on his front porch and yelling at him. He was playing with the neighbor kids as his father talked to the people across the street. They were complaining again about his grandfather. Corey stood behind his grandfather's car that was parked outside his fence as the gunshots rang out through the streets. Corey could see the impact points on the gravel, tearing like an invisible beast into the blacktop.

The kids scattered back home and... (more)

Tags: death, halloween, short story, horror, Stephen King, murder, l. vera, scary, trick or treat, campfire story, the children that watch us

Silver Bullets

By LVera, published on Oct 16, 2011

High above an abandon quarry, under a starlit night, stood Mickey. His back was faced away from the chasm as he stared down the center of Clyde's revolver. Among dry desert dirt, on her hands and knees, crying, is the love of his life. Sand and tears caked one side of her face and the man who stood above her with a gun pointed at the back of her head was Clyde's right-hand man, Glen. A cloud covered the moon leaving Mickey in a dark shadow. Clyde pulled the trigger and the bullet tore through Mickey's skull, tossing his head back and lifting his feet off the ground and into the chasm.

As... (more)

Tags: death, halloween, bullet, murder, story, silver, l. vera, short, bullets, werewolves, werewolf, revenge, scary

Hardly Love At All

By LVera, published on Oct 14, 2011

It's quite strange how we met. The patter of electronic signals passing through the lines. The sound of the computer fans buzzing by my ear. The moaning of the woman I was currently having sex with. Across from us was her husband who was having sex with a much younger girl. She was closer to my age then the couple was.

We stood outside the doorway to the apartment building fully dressed. "Got a ride?" I asked her. She seemed too innocent to be meeting strangers on the Internet and having sex with them. She just nodded her head no. "Neither do I," I said and she smiled. She was quiet... (more)

Tags: romance, short story, good, story, short, l., vera, love hardly

3 Different Seconds

By LVera, published on Oct 11, 2011

Subject 1:

An excerpt from a tape recording of Martin Stevens' interview with Dr. Henry Wurzbach. 1/20/89 9:00 A.M.

"How are you doing today, Martin?" Doctor Wurzbach's voice entered through the static.

"Good," Martin replied.

"If you do not mind Martin, I would like to go ahead and ask about the first time you discovered your ability," Doctor Wurzbach said with his deep calming voice.

"Sure. Like I said before, it all just kind of happened. Well, I was out with my friends. We were walking home from practice and we got to the bridge across from the park. Michael... (more)

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