Is it wrong to write horror stories?

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Blain

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So a friend of mine wanted me to write them a short horror story and I have never written one before but this guy has done a lot for me, I am very bad at proper punctuation's and grammar and spelling but apart from that he loved it.

Honestly I am a bit proud of it considering it's my first time writing a short horror story but was it wrong to write it? Also if anyone wants to read it let me know
 
Yes he wanted it for a halloween thing he is doing and after all he has done for me I couldn't refuse

Babe I think since it's already done, if you think you shouldn't have after all then all you have to do is ask God to forgive you for it. I know friends that watch horror movies too and it doesn't seem to bother them.... I'm weird, they freak me out XDDD
 
Babe I think since it's already done, if you think you shouldn't have after all then all you have to do is ask God to forgive you for it. I know friends that watch horror movies too and it doesn't seem to bother them.... I'm weird, they freak me out XDDD

I mean don't get me wrong I enjoy a horror movie now and then and it was entertaining writing it just because I was testing my writing skills and creativity. it turned out far better than I expected he was really impressed and didnt believe it was first time writing one
 
I mean don't get me wrong I enjoy a horror movie now and then and it was entertaining writing it just because I was testing my writing skills and creativity. it turned out far better than I expected he was really impressed and didnt believe it was first time writing one

Gotcha! I think that we just have to be very careful that we don't let the sort of occult stuff creep into what we're into. Sadly I know that pretty much anything we watch has all that too though. XD
 
So a friend of mine wanted me to write them a short horror story and I have never written one before but this guy has done a lot for me, I am very bad at proper punctuation's and grammar and spelling but apart from that he loved it.

Honestly I am a bit proud of it considering it's my first time writing a short horror story but was it wrong to write it? Also if anyone wants to read it let me know
I am not aware that there is anything wrong with writing a horror story.
 
This is the short story and kind of why I was worried as it's kind of... well scary?



please no, please! I desperately begged my mother as I lay in bed. I can't do it I don't want to do it please mother don't let me sleep! My mother only sighed stroking my hair smiling with a you know you have to face. I was born on a blood moon and my mother says this is why when i dream whatever I dream comes true.

I used to love it I felt special but a week ago I saw a dark figure at the foot of my bed it knew my name and spoke to me but it's voice sounded like an ominous wind and sent shivers down my spine the only thing on it I could make out other than the darkness of it's entity was it's glowing green eyes.

the shadow only had two words to say as it pointed outside my window- stay awake. I looked outside to see what it was pointing at it was very dark outside and it looked as if it was bone chill cold even though it's summer the night had an odd kind of creepy feel as I looked outside almost as if there was something in the wind that was not natural.

There was a full blood moon in the night sky dripping what looked like actual blood there were terribly dark clouds blanketing the sky clouds more dark than anything I have ever seen, there was purple and green lighting in them and thunder that seemed to shake the ground on the earth as if the earth itself was terrified of what is to come.

I looked back at the foot of my bed to ask the shadow what I was looking at but I didn't see it there I only heard it's whisper stay awake.........

I looked outside again and it was once again a normal night no blood moon no terrible storms nothing but I could sense that whatever I saw was not good i knew that the blood moon and the unnatural winds and storms I saw was something so horrible so horrifying so unholy that whatever follows it doesn't belong in even the most horrifying horror films, i also knew that if I fell asleep and I saw this vision again it would come to pass.

Who was this dark entity that appeared to me and why did he show me this vision? was it because my birthday was so soon and that a blood moon would also appear on the night of my birthday? was he trying to warn me or was he purposely telling me to stay awake for a more dark purpose?

Regardless I kept begging my mother to let me go she had tied me to my bed so that I would go to sleep my eyes were already so saggy and dark from lack of sleep and I was hallucinating from lack of sleep as I saw what appeared to be many different shadows in the room waiting saying nothing just waiting for...something.

I hadn't told my mom the reason for my not sleeping the past week but in desperation knowing she knew of my gift when I sleep I told her the vision I saw the shadow figure and what I felt would happen if I slept. after I told her she had a long pause and then smiled but not in the motherly love that I knew but a sinister cold smile she replied by saying sweety don't you understand? what you saw was a dream it wasn't a vision the shadowy figure was your father or at least what was left of him.

i was confused and asked her I what she was talking about as my father apparently died before I was born. she chuckled and replied well you see dear in dark rituals for a special seed to be placed in the mothers womb the father must be placed under the most horrible of curses in which he is neither dead nor alive and neither in this world or the next and always in terrible agonizing pain never knowing rest and only after giving the mother his seed will his suffering end or at least that is what they are told.

Astonished and confused I listened to her terrified of this person who is not the mother I grew up knowing. she continued saying the seed has to placed inside on a blood moon and once placed the donor becomes nothing more that a shadow that can never find rest he can neither live nor die and can not go to heaven or hell but always will be in agony forced to walk in the lines and boundaries of this world and the next for all eternity.

I was terrified as she continued, it was no coincidence your day of birth was on a blood moon and no coincidence you dreamed that dream, you are the key to bringing that dream to fruition. I was horrified and in tears as gulp hard and tried to speak saying but why? Why me? and why are so cold now? your voice your tone you face even your eyes appear to be so cold so dark....

cackling she replied I had to pretend to be the warmest and most loving mother in the world to help you become comfortable with your... gift. You have no idea how long I have suffered it was sickening and a role of the most foul but it had to be done for this very night.

wh-what do you mean this very night? she pointed to my window with terrifying smile of triumph it was a blood moon outside. Crap I was so focused on not sleeping that I didn't have any sense of the days or even time for that matter it was like one long horrible day for me.

The shadows around the room began to shake I couldn't tell if it was anticipation or if it was from the blasting cold that suddenly entered the room as my ( mother) suddenly shrieked in a maniacally voice HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! the entire place shook savagely the shadowy figures began shrieking in a terrifying loud and scratchy uproar I looked at this women who I didn't recognize who raised me as a child who gave me confidence in myself who made life warm and fun exciting and interesting for me the women who I would give anything to have back.

she had transformed into an aging cold old women and as she lifted her arms to point to my clock her bones creaked and cracked her skin in the dark became a cold blue and she smiled with crooked stained teeth that glistened in the red moon light.

twelve am the exact time you were born, twelve is both the beginning and end of time. to my horror it was indeed twelve am as the ground was still shaking I dared to look outside the moon was dripping blood there was storm clouds with the most horrify thunder and lightning the wind was howling as if we were in a tornado.

I was so tired and I had no hope i had nothing left in me I looked at the foot of my bed and once again saw the dark figure pointing outside he whispered stay awake, I somehow knew the key for the horrors of what is to come was for me to fall asleep exactly at midnight on my birthday but I simply could not stay awake as hard as I tried I simply could not the dark figure shrieked STAY AWAKE once more before I dozed off.

The only thing I recall as I fell asleep was my mother cackling maniacally and shrieking APOCALYPSE! RISE BEINGS OF DARKNESS LIVE CREATURES OF THE DEEPEST REALM OF THE NEITHER WORLD DROWN THE EARTH IN YOUR SICKNESS WASH IT IN THE BLOOD OF THE INNOCENT A NEW WORLD OF DARKNESS IS HERE.

I don't know if I am awake or asleep dead or alive but I am in a dream like place filled with warmth and love
 
ya pretty creepy it's not my usual kind of writing mine is normally about life love light but I guess I can make some pretty dark stuff too.
 
I dunno, even the Bible itself contains some pretty horrifying things; Revelation's got some freaky stuff, man.
I wrote a poem once for a horror contest, just to see if I could do it. I was the contest winner, so I must've done alright lol but it's generally not my cup of tea.
As long as it doesn't become an unhealthy obsession, I think you're good
;)
 
Horror stories are Adult fairy tales writers like Stephen king have made a fortune from them because people like to be scared knowing they are really safe. If a person is nervous about fiction surely Murder and Crime stories are more dangerous than Horror Novels because they actually happen in real life.
 
So a friend of mine wanted me to write them a short horror story and I have never written one before but this guy has done a lot for me, I am very bad at proper punctuation's and grammar and spelling but apart from that he loved it.

Honestly I am a bit proud of it considering it's my first time writing a short horror story but was it wrong to write it? Also if anyone wants to read it let me know


Romans 12:1-2
 
ty for your input everyone I am feeling much better about it now though I do not intend to continue writing such stories
 
I'd say it isn't wise to expose ourselves to horror or deathly media of any sort. Our God is a god of life, not death.

[FONT=&quot]1 Thessalonians 5:21-22
"But examine everything carefully; hold fast to that which is good;[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT][FONT=&quot]22 abstain from every form of evil."[/FONT]
 
This is the short story and kind of why I was worried as it's kind of... well scary?



please no, please! I desperately begged my mother as I lay in bed. I can't do it I don't want to do it please mother don't let me sleep! My mother only sighed stroking my hair smiling with a you know you have to face. I was born on a blood moon and my mother says this is why when i dream whatever I dream comes true.

I used to love it I felt special but a week ago I saw a dark figure at the foot of my bed it knew my name and spoke to me but it's voice sounded like an ominous wind and sent shivers down my spine the only thing on it I could make out other than the darkness of it's entity was it's glowing green eyes.

the shadow only had two words to say as it pointed outside my window- stay awake. I looked outside to see what it was pointing at it was very dark outside and it looked as if it was bone chill cold even though it's summer the night had an odd kind of creepy feel as I looked outside almost as if there was something in the wind that was not natural.

There was a full blood moon in the night sky dripping what looked like actual blood there were terribly dark clouds blanketing the sky clouds more dark than anything I have ever seen, there was purple and green lighting in them and thunder that seemed to shake the ground on the earth as if the earth itself was terrified of what is to come.

I looked back at the foot of my bed to ask the shadow what I was looking at but I didn't see it there I only heard it's whisper stay awake.........

I looked outside again and it was once again a normal night no blood moon no terrible storms nothing but I could sense that whatever I saw was not good i knew that the blood moon and the unnatural winds and storms I saw was something so horrible so horrifying so unholy that whatever follows it doesn't belong in even the most horrifying horror films, i also knew that if I fell asleep and I saw this vision again it would come to pass.

Who was this dark entity that appeared to me and why did he show me this vision? was it because my birthday was so soon and that a blood moon would also appear on the night of my birthday? was he trying to warn me or was he purposely telling me to stay awake for a more dark purpose?

Regardless I kept begging my mother to let me go she had tied me to my bed so that I would go to sleep my eyes were already so saggy and dark from lack of sleep and I was hallucinating from lack of sleep as I saw what appeared to be many different shadows in the room waiting saying nothing just waiting for...something.

I hadn't told my mom the reason for my not sleeping the past week but in desperation knowing she knew of my gift when I sleep I told her the vision I saw the shadow figure and what I felt would happen if I slept. after I told her she had a long pause and then smiled but not in the motherly love that I knew but a sinister cold smile she replied by saying sweety don't you understand? what you saw was a dream it wasn't a vision the shadowy figure was your father or at least what was left of him.

i was confused and asked her I what she was talking about as my father apparently died before I was born. she chuckled and replied well you see dear in dark rituals for a special seed to be placed in the mothers womb the father must be placed under the most horrible of curses in which he is neither dead nor alive and neither in this world or the next and always in terrible agonizing pain never knowing rest and only after giving the mother his seed will his suffering end or at least that is what they are told.

Astonished and confused I listened to her terrified of this person who is not the mother I grew up knowing. she continued saying the seed has to placed inside on a blood moon and once placed the donor becomes nothing more that a shadow that can never find rest he can neither live nor die and can not go to heaven or hell but always will be in agony forced to walk in the lines and boundaries of this world and the next for all eternity.

I was terrified as she continued, it was no coincidence your day of birth was on a blood moon and no coincidence you dreamed that dream, you are the key to bringing that dream to fruition. I was horrified and in tears as gulp hard and tried to speak saying but why? Why me? and why are so cold now? your voice your tone you face even your eyes appear to be so cold so dark....

cackling she replied I had to pretend to be the warmest and most loving mother in the world to help you become comfortable with your... gift. You have no idea how long I have suffered it was sickening and a role of the most foul but it had to be done for this very night.

wh-what do you mean this very night? she pointed to my window with terrifying smile of triumph it was a blood moon outside. Crap I was so focused on not sleeping that I didn't have any sense of the days or even time for that matter it was like one long horrible day for me.

The shadows around the room began to shake I couldn't tell if it was anticipation or if it was from the blasting cold that suddenly entered the room as my ( mother) suddenly shrieked in a maniacally voice HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! the entire place shook savagely the shadowy figures began shrieking in a terrifying loud and scratchy uproar I looked at this women who I didn't recognize who raised me as a child who gave me confidence in myself who made life warm and fun exciting and interesting for me the women who I would give anything to have back.

she had transformed into an aging cold old women and as she lifted her arms to point to my clock her bones creaked and cracked her skin in the dark became a cold blue and she smiled with crooked stained teeth that glistened in the red moon light.

twelve am the exact time you were born, twelve is both the beginning and end of time. to my horror it was indeed twelve am as the ground was still shaking I dared to look outside the moon was dripping blood there was storm clouds with the most horrify thunder and lightning the wind was howling as if we were in a tornado.

I was so tired and I had no hope i had nothing left in me I looked at the foot of my bed and once again saw the dark figure pointing outside he whispered stay awake, I somehow knew the key for the horrors of what is to come was for me to fall asleep exactly at midnight on my birthday but I simply could not stay awake as hard as I tried I simply could not the dark figure shrieked STAY AWAKE once more before I dozed off.

The only thing I recall as I fell asleep was my mother cackling maniacally and shrieking APOCALYPSE! RISE BEINGS OF DARKNESS LIVE CREATURES OF THE DEEPEST REALM OF THE NEITHER WORLD DROWN THE EARTH IN YOUR SICKNESS WASH IT IN THE BLOOD OF THE INNOCENT A NEW WORLD OF DARKNESS IS HERE.

I don't know if I am awake or asleep dead or alive but I am in a dream like place filled with warmth and love

Only read the first few sentences, but you could give Stephen King a run for his horror king title.. lol