Horrific Incident when I met Cher

I received the following message in the post this morning.

. . . come and find me at my secret place this evening at six o'clock. I'll write my name on the door so you'll know where I am. Your friend cher. . . that's right . . . the singer. . .

Having never met cher i was Intrigued and went to the secret place at six. I found an old door with the word "cher" written on it in. I pushed the door open and went inside.

While He's Away Available on Amazon Kindle Store!

You can now grab a copy of While He's Away from HERE

I really hate reading large amounts of text on web pages so I thought I'd put this one on the kindle store!

I haven't figured out how to put it on there for free yet so it's 0.99 for now!

So, It would be great if anyone actually ever downloads it from there.

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While He's away - Final Part.

Fuelled with adrenaline and anger Jen reached down and picked up the knife. She cut her left hand free and started working on her ankles. The first cord snapped free with ease but the second ankle was bound too tight. Sure he would wake up at any second she looked round the room for anything that she could use that might help. . . but there was nothing.

While He's away - Part Four

As Jen sat there in her blood stained wedding dress, she could hear him in the kitchen clunking about. She wasn’t sure how long she had been out for before but it must have been a while if he had had time to rearrange all her furniture. She looked at the dining table, all laid out for dinner. Great she thought. She had previously been full of hope that she could escape somehow but now those thought seemed ridiculous. She looked down at her wrist, now free from the cord. She thought it looked pathetic, a slender, bruised, tiny wrist. What was she possibly going to do against someone like him? And she felt weak. . . so weak.

While He's Away - Part Three

When Jen finally awoke instead of being glad she was alive, she wished she dead. The pain that she thought was bad before was a thousand times worse now. Her mouth felt like it had been filled with boiling water and then stuffed with cotton. She wasn’t even sure if she was breathing. It didn’t feel like she was breathing. Every so often what felt like thick blood would run down the back of her throat making her gag and she would regurgitate it back out through a tiny gap at the front of her mouth.

While He's Away - Part one

Five miles away from the village and two miles from the nearest house, the little cottage stood alone. At this time of year the whole area was engulfed in real country darkness and the cottage glowed like a single candle in an otherwise pitch black room. Wind and rain pelted the outside of the house and the windows were close to freezing.

Inside however, there was a different atmosphere entirely. Jen sat in the living room on the little couch wrapped in a blanket feeling toasty warm. The blanket was completely unneeded as she had put the fire on a few hours before and the room was baking hot. The blanket was more for comfort really rather than anything else as she had planned on watching a creepy film before going to bed.

While He's Away - Part Two

When Jen awoke the next morning she immediately noticed two things that were wrong.  One; there was a strange smell in the bedroom, a damp smell. And two, the mirror on her dresser had moved. Only slightly, but enough so that she could see her own reflection in the mirror from where she lay. Her reflection looked back at her in the bed with puzzled eyes. She was lying on her side and she was desperately trying to remember if she had moved the dresser before going to bed. She dint think she had, she couldn’t think of any possible reason why she would have moved the dresser.


This mask was banned in 1995 after a gruesome incident in Americas Midwest.

Often parents would wake in the night to hear their child singing the theme tune to Woody's round up.


When I was having my morning coffee today a peculiar thing happened.

Sitting at the table opposite me there was a strange man. He was smiling to himself and seemed to be enjoying a hilarious joke. "Weirdo" I thought. . .

Just as I was thinking this he looked up and smiled. There was something sickening about that smile. He had teeth . . . I know we all have teeth, but he had rows of teeth behind his teeth, rows of tiny sharp teeth. And he wasn't smiling anymore. . . he was just staring at me.

The House On Kofax Avenue

scary short story

167 Kofax avenue is legendary around here for its macabre and strange history.

In 1981 neighbours became suspicious when the Douglas family, Andrew, June and their three daughters hadn't been seen either entering or leaving the house in over 4 weeks.
When police broke down the front door to investigate they discovered one of the strangest crime scenes ever recorded in English history.

Herby The Hippo - fairground slaughterer

scary short story urban legend

Up until 1957 this beach was home to a fairground called "Herby's amazing world of fun". The main attraction that drew the crowds was Herby himself, a seven foot chubby hippo that every kid wanted to have his picture taken with. All the adults knew that inside the costume it was just Herb the fairground owner, but the children thought it was a real Hippo. 

Four Dead Girls

scary short story

The four girls were told only one thing by their father when they moved Into to the old house... .

"If you cross the stream in the garden, don't touch anything that was made by human hands".

The Face In The Shadows

scary short story

It's 2.00 am and I am terrified.

I had that dream again where the large faced man strangles me in the dark.

But that wasn't why I was scared. When I awoke I heard heavy footsteps running across the floor in the room next to me. None of the lights would turn on so I lit a candle and went to investigate.