Gothic Short Stories

Laying in the bed in her small house in the woods, Jess could hear the faint noise of a fire truck siren in the distance that seemed to be growing louder. “Fire,” she thought out loud, “I hate fire.” Living alone in the middle of nowhere, she spent most of her days gardening and writing. She loved writing. She could write about anything and everything and would spend hours upon hours on writing stories, poems, journals, and more. Feeling tired, she pulled up her cloud like blanket and closed her eyes. It was so quiet she could hear a pin drop. Shattering the silence was the rattling sound of a door slamming, coming from the front of the house. Body trembling, she slowly peeled off her blanket, and placed her bare feet on the icy tile floor. Cautiously, she stood up, and inched toward the door. She …show more content…
She peaked out the door and, that's when she saw it. In the darkness, in front of the door, standing still as if it were only a statue, was the silhouette of a man. Against her will, Jess let out a shriek and watched in horror as the man took a step toward her. She tried to run but was trapped -- frozen in her own fear, unable to move. Every step the man took seemed like an eternity, stretching on and on for what seemed like hours. As he got closer, Jess could hear his raspy breathing, like his lungs were thrown in a blender. She closed her eyes so tight that she could see stars, and felt cold hand grip her shoulders and yank her into the bedroom. He threw her onto the bed and heard him shut and lock the door. Trembling, she slowly opened her eyes and saw the man, standing by the