Age 25 Female – Sacrificed Garrit, the old coroner, wiped tissue across his behind and stared at it. The white paper had a big blob of bright fresh blood. Around the edges of the red shape, fine lines of red followed the paper pores outside. With his head low, he inspected the sheer redness and liveliness of the liquid. The hands holding the tissue were lon...
Age 19 Red Haired Female -- Diseased Preface The following story is of intense nature. You may wish to read this preface to put things into perspective. If you do not like spoilers, do not read this preface. The central theme of the story is projection of love onto people. We have a tendency to fantasize about the subjects of our adoration. We see a cowor...
The head nurse must have thought it amusing to send the latest young trainee female recruit down to the morgue to cover for the creepy guy that normally works there. As if that wasn't bad enough, it happened to be the evening shift until the early hours of the morning. Well, she had seen dead bodies before whilst in training, ok, it was with a group of othe...
"Thorsen residence, This is Becky?" "Becky, are you sitting down? This is Kent" the caller introduced himself. "Yeah, I'm sitting. I'm surprised to hear from you is all. Its been what, nearly three years since there's been a lead?" Becky scolded. "About that - I'm not sure how pleased you'll be when you hear from whence came the lead," Kent sounded pensiv...
A soul passed from earth to somewhere else and the halls are still dark, the hospital still smells of urine, we still laugh and talk over our coffee about sex, old times, and the new conspiracies. The souls come and go. We supervise their shell while their spirit floats away and then we cover them with a sheet, wheel them down the hall, and place them in the...
He looked around the house and cursed. "That fucking bitch! Damn It!" The whole house was a mess. The pots and pans from dinner, the night before, were still on the stove and the sink was full of dishes and pots from dinner two nights ago. The dirty laundry, in the bedroom, was stacked higher than the hamper it was supposed to be in, there was trash everyw...
Hey Everyone, So this is the completely edited version of So, I'm Not a Vampire? I decided to post it on lit because I realized not posting my stories really solves nothing. Having them remove one of my stories was the first and only bad thing that's happened to me on lit. Am I angry? Yeah, but life goes on. And plus lit fans are way too awesome to leave....
The call came at about nine p.m. that Friday night and suddenly we knew it was the worst possible news. We quickly threw on some clothes and then my wife, our other daughter and I climbed into our car and headed to the hospital. I drove carefully, there was no rush, there was no hope, we were coming to simply verify it was our daughter’s body. I c...
Editor's Note: this submission contains topics and scenes one might find in a horror movie. * "What did you think of the bar?" Randy excitedly shouted from the kitchen. "It was okay. You may not know it from looking at me, but I am not much for that crowd scene anymore. I am delighted just sitting at home enjoying an old horror flick and some popcorn." D...
Lunch with Lisa had been slow torture. Sure, she was nice on the eyes, but she was nonstop chatter. She pretty much told him her entire life story in one club-sandwich sitting and was about to go on when she was interrupted --to Aiden's luck—by some old precinct buddies. "Get the fuck outta, he-ah. Aiden you S.O.B. you was just gonna come up in Pete's and...