Halloween’s traditions come from the Pagan ritual of Samhain. Ghosts and demons are said to be able to break through and meet us on our plane of existence. In ancient times, costumes were worn and sweets were put out to shield us from the dead returned to life. It was believed that if the dead couldn’t recognize you, they couldn’t hurt you. Though the wigs, masks, and makeup we use to transform ourselves are fun, they are not just for decoration.
Read MoreTen Movies About Witches That Will Terrify and Enchant You
Some movies get it right, though. These movies about witches have one thing in common: female characters who struggle with their inner demons; as they awaken to their powers, there are consequences. Thou shalt not suffer another excellent witch movie to be unseen, so break out the Absinthe and have some witchy fun!
Read MoreMy Heart to Heart with a Dead Girl
I’m not ready to walk back to the bed and breakfast with my boyfriend and spend time in silence. I want to be elsewhere when I already am somewhere else. I need something to think about besides the headaches that plague me since my mother’s death.
Read MoreReasons to Celebrate Mary Shelley Beyond Frankenstein and Beyond Halloween
Mary Shelley wasn’t a horror writer. She wasn’t exactly a science fiction writer, either. Labels did not exist in Mary Shelley’s time as definitive of the writer but as a descriptor of the individual work produced. A good horror story followed by a good family story only proved the author’s range of storytelling power. To categorize Mary Shelley as a horror writer is to only discuss a small portion of her genius.
Read MoreGrowing Up In A Haunted House
It is three a.m. My room is dark. I don’t move, barely breathe. What caused me to wake? When I glance at the red numbers glaring at me from the clock, I see her. A woman is standing in the corner of my room. I try to keep myself together. I don’t want it known that I’ve seen her. But I am too late. She knows.
Read MoreThe Pearl Sings to the Oyster Knife
And then one morning you sawed me open, cutting your hand in the process. Blood swam in, and silver, and nothing was ever the same.
Read MoreThat Time I Met a Demonic Doll
Stepping into the room, I saw the terrifying doll dressed in his jaunty sailor suit, nonchalantly sitting in a box and holding his stuffed dog. I also saw hundreds of letters taped to the surrounding walls: notes from children scrawled in crayon, neatly typed letters from adults--even a letter from President George W. Bush wishing Robert a Happy 101st Birthday. In these letters, apologetic pranksters pleading Robert for forgiveness. One child even begged Robert not to hunt him down, saying that he would come back and give Robert a placating treat or a gift.
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