The Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Naching T. Kassa @NachingKassa @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

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Practice to Deceive
by Naching T. Kassa

I was never much for reading. I mean, what can you learn from books? Some boring dude put down words a hundred years ago and I’m supposed to care? Everybody knows books don’t make you smart. Doing things other people won’t makes you smart. If it wasn’t for Morgana, I wouldn’t have read them at all.
Morgana went to my school. She was a plain girl (not nearly as pretty as me) and a real ass kisser. She sucked up to the teachers like there was no tomorrow. I mean, how else could she win a full-ride scholarship to Maycom University? I should’ve had that scholarship. Not her. There was only one way to fix the problem.
She had to die.
Killing someone isn’t easy. I didn’t want to get caught. I’d watched enough CSI to know I can’t avoid leaving DNA behind. And, hiring someone was out of the question. They’d rat me out, they always do.
I’d almost given up on killing Morgana. Then, I saw a movie and everything changed.
The movie was about Vikings (or something like that. I only remember Jason Mamoa being in it.) Anyway, there was a cool part with a witch (she was Jason’s mom) and she had an enemy. She killed her enemy by drawing Viking writing in the dirt.
I had found the way to kill Morgana.
After the movie, I searched the internet for information on the writing. I found nothing. So, I did the next best thing. I asked my mom (I didn’t tell her I was going to kill someone. I’m not stupid) and my grandma overheard. She said they were ruins and suggested I go to the library. She said if I couldn’t find it on the net, I should look in a book. Grandma’s always saying sarcastic crap but this time she was right. So, I went.
The librarian was a real bitch. She made me get a card before I could do anything. Then, she made fun of me when I asked for a book on Viking writing and spells. She said they were runes, not ruins. She led me to the back of the building and showed me a few books. Then, she left.
The book was a snore. It was written by some professor and he put a warning on every page. Something about writing—I don’t know what it was. I skipped it.
The only interesting parts in the book were about the spells and I found a bunch. My favorite was the Inferno spell. This one set your enemy on fire. According to the book, I had to write the spell on a piece of paper in the presence of my enemy.
Fantasies filled my head. I saw Morgana in the hallway between classes and I imagined her bursting into flame. I saw her eyebrows singed off, her head become a matchhead, her clothes seared off. I heard her screams as her eyes boiled away. Everyone would stare at her, their mouths open, no one moving. No one would think to grab an extinguisher or push her to the ground. They’d let her burn.
I copied the page from the book and hurried out of the quiet and creepy building. When I got home, I practiced writing the spell. Before I went to bed, I knew it by heart. The morning couldn’t come fast enough.
A full hallway greeted me Thursday morning. Morgana stood by her locker with her lame friends. I watched them. No one watched me. My hand shook as I drew in my notebook.
A scream split the air.
Every student in the hall froze as the flame erupted, their mouths and eyes wide. No one moved a muscle as the shrieks grew louder. The odor of smoke and charred flesh filled the air.
Morgana rushed forward.
She threw her coat over my head and pushed me to the floor.
They told me, much later, she saved my life.
It’s been a year since the “incident.” Morgana went to Maycom and I’m finally home.
It took me a while to figure out what I’d done wrong. And, I’m happy to say, I’ve learned my lesson.
I’ll never pick up a book again.
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More from Naching T. Kassa:

Final Masquerade

It’s the Final Masquerade and it’s your turn to dance.

The evening is ending and the guests are ready to leave, but the final event of the evening is just beginning — the unmasking.

Welcome to Final Masquerade where no one is who they seem.

Stories written by Daniel I. Russell * Ken MacGregor * J.C. Delisle * Joshua Chaplinsky * Lori Safranek * D.S. Ullery * Samantha Lienhard * Thomas Kleaton * Josh Strnad * Naching T. Kassa * Roy C. Booth & Axel Kohagen * Sheldon Woodbury * Craig Steven * Gregory L. Norris * Jay Eales * Dale W. Glaser * R.K. Kombrinck * Jonathan Cromack * Brian C. Baer * Adrian Chamberlin

Available on Amazon!


About Nina D'Arcangela

Nina D’Arcangela is a quirky horror writer who likes to spin soul rending snippets of despair. She reads anything from splatter matter to dark matter. She's an UrbEx adventurer who suffers from unquenchable wanderlust. She loves to photograph abandoned places, bits of decay and old grave yards. Nina is a co-owner of Sirens Call Publications, a co-founder of the horror writer's group 'Pen of the Damned', and if that isn't enough, put a check mark in the box next to owner and resident nut-job of Dark Angel Photography.
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3 Responses to The Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Naching T. Kassa @NachingKassa @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

  1. afstewart says:

    A dark delight of a story.

  2. What a terrible, hilarious story! Great writing… I was really into the head of this vacuous teenage girl. The last line had me laughing out loud!

  3. Pingback: June Ladies-of-Horror Round-up |

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