short story – Confictionarium

‘The Creep who Lived on Raven Lane’ by Amelia Ramsden

The town was small. It was quiet and tidy. The town had a main street. On the main street was a diner, gas station, market and a series of other shops. On the edge of the main street there was an old clock tower which was the tallest building in the town. The houses were…More

‘My Friend Tree’ by Heather Walker

Isolated by trees and forest, the small town of Evermay sat protected by the unknown. Brightly coloured houses and shops lined the main street and town-center, while the river wound the river wound its way through the cobbles. The stone bridge stretched across the current, forming the only way to cross to the other side.…More

‘The Secrets of Darkwood Manor’ by Loucia Richardson, Joe Tennant, Isabel Dickinson, Charlotte Burnett-Fisher, Bella Poulter and Sophie Pearson.

Students at Boroughbridge High School have spent our open evening on this first installment of a story set in the spooky Darkwood Manor… Deep in the village of Darkwood, a dark secret was buried in the villagers’ minds. The small village was concealed from the rest of the world. The houses were large and rambling.…More

‘The Railroad Bridge’ by Aine McCann

It was about 3 o’clock on a hot afternoon. You could tell it had been raining because the mud on the ground was still damp. As we walked through the forest, we could feel the leaves by the side of the track scratch our skin. The sun had dried them out, making them sharp. We…More

‘Bombardment’ by Rebecca Rimmer

Mark sat in the helicopter, looking down at the water below. A small, rocky piece of land loomed before them, not far from the actual village: the target. Mark watched as the helicopters got into formation. They were nearly at the village. He couldn’t see anyone so he guessed that the villagers were hiding from…More

‘The Salem Demons’ by Chloe Johnson

The small village in Salem where I lived was right near the coast, so the wind flew in with the smell of salt drawing in close. The houses were all clustered together all small dainty looking. The houses were wooden and unsteady. Everything in the area was worn down, we were isolated from the rest…More

‘She Demons’ by Eliza Outlaw

It was a quiet day when whispers were exchanged and stories traded. The mountains hung, casting shadows down to our village. Misery swept like a plague across our fields. We had been isolated, imprisoned in our own homes. Turning against each other with every passing hour. Each tree that surrounded us creaked and moaned at…More

‘The Legend of the Real Snake’ by Emily

We never got told what the history of the village was. It was like a missing brick in a wall. I feel like I’m missing something, something important. We live in a small village, next to the Mississippi, you’d think it would be beautiful but it is far from that! The river is murky and…More