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Special effects may be lacking, but vintage horror films still manage to keep our palms sweating and blood pumping; a look back at retro horror films, stories, books and characters that prove everything is scarier in black and white.
The Legend of Hatchet Jack
355 Hahn Drive was once a lovely home, with a happy family that thrived. Sherman Richardson, his wife, Victoria, and his son, Sherman Jr, affectionately known as “Jack”. Sherman doted on his family, taking care of every need and desire of his wife and son; building a play fort with a swing set for his son, buying his wife’s favorite blackberry pie on his way home from work, telling them romantic bedtime tales by the fire each night. Jack looked up to his father as the perfect image of a man, and Victoria encouraged him to follow in his father’s footsteps. The family was everything that the neighbors wished they could be. Each morning, Victoria cooked breakfast in time for Sherman to go to work, then she walked Jack to school. While Sherman was at work, Victoria did the laundry, then invited over a few friends for a cup of tea and a game of cribbage. Sherman picked up Jack on the way home from school, and Victoria had dinner ready by the time they got home. While they didn’t flaunt wealth, they lived quite comfortably, never seeming to scrape by like their peers. And of course, the family never missed a single church service.
By Landry Oliver4 years ago in Horror
From # to #
It's crazy to think, even more to say it out loud, but the matter of fact is: there is a war happening. I'm not into politics or economics, I am a visual communicator - according to my bachelor degree - and an artist - according to myself-. Maybe this is the reason why my biggest question around the historical events that is surrounding us in this precise moment have to do with communication, or at least derive from the ways we comunicate nowadays.
By Noelia Baquerizo4 years ago in Horror
Fear of ghost's - Ghost Story
Story In the village of Kumarali, there lived a landlord named Jai Singh, who had five sons and one daughter. Being the only daughter, she also got the most affection. The landlord's daughter Jyoti, because of this caress of her father, became obstinate and angry.
By Vijender jangda4 years ago in Horror
The Scar
Around a cozy fireplace, sat an old man and his two grandchildren. The old man held their interest by telling scary ghost stories and spooky tales, while the children smiled and listened. Their imaginations were ignited and while finishing another tale, suddenly he was interrupted.
By Shawn Berry4 years ago in Horror
BARKEEP
I stepped into the hushed establishment. Burnished and scarred wooden floors and walls, a bar lit only by a few scattered neon beer signs and a tiny TV on mute. No tunes from the jukebox. It was quiet. Smelled like dust with a side of spilled beer and Lysol. But it was just what I needed, a respite from the torrid sun. A place where I could sit at the bar, uninterrupted in my reflection.
By Catherine Kenwell4 years ago in Horror
A Step Toward the Light
“Daniel, have you knocked snow off the tents yet?” Aunt Kristie was busying herself in the kitchen. Making desserts was a popular pastime of hers, and everyone at tomorrow night’s church gathering would be expecting them. She could have looked out the arctic entry window to see the tents herself, but I knew better than to suggest she walk away from her mixing bowls.
By Morgan Bradham4 years ago in Horror
Onibaba Monogatari (A tale of Demon Hag)
We hurried along the riverbank like fearful rodents. The night was lit brightly by the light of a full moon. We dashed from one patch of shadow to the next, hoping that the river’s rustling current would muffle the sound of our footsteps.
By Maki Morris4 years ago in Horror
