Horror and Wholesome
I thought I knew what it was to be afraid. I thought I knew it when I was ten and realized I didn't like girls in the same way all the other little boys seemed to. I thought I knew it when I was fourteen and had my first kiss with Stacey Andrews behind the... Continue Reading →
Julien was arrested when he was fifteen. The cops said it would be a pretty open and shut case: traces of the victim’s blood were found on his keyboard and the murder weapon was on his desk beside him. I wasn’t home when they swarmed our house with a warrant. I didn’t have to see... Continue Reading →
MY SECOND BOOK IS OFFICIALLY OUT IN EBOOK AND PAPERBACK FORMAT!! It’s been months and months in the making, but my second book is officially out in e-book and paperback format! From Twisted Roots is a horror anthology about the ups and downs of family life. It includes 5 brand new, book exclusive tales &... Continue Reading →
Sage had always been a very normal kid except for the stories. It wasn't that they were disturbing or horrific; they were just unusual. Sometimes they seemed exactly like the kind of thing you'd expect from a little girl, but other times, I'd have to look at her and wonder how she came up with... Continue Reading →
I’ve been told I have something of a bleeding heart. I never saw it as an issue, though. People got the help they needed, I felt good about it, it was a win win. Before Maxine, though, it had always been little stuff: just a few bucks to one friend here, fostering another friend’s dog... Continue Reading →
Mrs. Dawson wasn't doing well. As soon as September had arrived and the weather had started to turn, so, too, had her health. While it wasn't unusual to see that sort of thing working in an assisted living facility, I just hadn't expected it to happen to Mrs. Dawson, especially not so quickly. She was... Continue Reading →
If I don’t see them, they won’t see me. If I don’t see them, they won’t see me. If I don’t see them… It was my childhood mantra. I’d repeat it to myself whenever I was alone and afraid. It helped keep the monsters at bay. No one else seemed to know they were there.... Continue Reading →
I messed up bad It was the first thing I'd heard from my younger brother in over a week. When the screen lit up with his text notification, though, I just rolled my eyes and pushed my phone further away. He was prone to sending me that kind of message as a lead up to... Continue Reading →
Whenever I see a shoe lying off to the side of the road, I think of my grandpa. He was terrified of them. During the school year when I was a kid and my parents were working, Grandpa would be the one to drive me in. We lived a few miles outside of town in... Continue Reading →
Some people, I thought, are just meant to be filler. Background characters only created to decorate the world for the main players. We work, we have a few hobbies, a handful of friends, we exist, but we don't matter. It was true for me, anyway. Every day, I'd wake up at 7 am, shower, have... Continue Reading →
Stories By S.H. Cooper 