The best/worst creative feedback I've ever seen in 21 years in media: "Do it again... differently."

"I was alone somewhere when I heard the sound of something. But I was alone."

He startled awake, drenched in sweat from a fitful dream; it all felt too real when he heard the tires screech, his dog give his final yelp, and when he held his lifeless dog in his arms. Relieved to be awake, he swung his feet over the side of the bed and seized with dread at the sound of his keys dropping to the…

The ice cream truck quietly rusted in the middle of the cracked and silent street. The children around it lay where they had fallen, pennies gleaming on the pavement next to their mummifying hands.

The ghost howls through the haunted funfair at midnight. He would have got away with it if it hadn't been for those pesky kids.

A different kind of horror, from Leonard Cohen: "I've heard of a man who says words so beautifully that if only he speaks their name, women give themselves to him. If I am dumb beside your body while silence blossoms like tumors on our lips, it is because I hear a man climb the stairs and clear his throat outside our…

Much better ;)

I took her hand in mine and held it tightly as I said goodbye. Before I left, I knelt and retrieved her jaw as well.

his violent coughing fit was interrupted by something thick & wet being expelled into the rag he held over his mouth. withdrawing it, he trembled in a confused revulsion as he saw a child's severed finger laying curled & bloody upon the fabric.

This one was awesome too:

I begin tucking him into bed and he tells me, “Daddy check for monsters under my bed.” I look underneath for his amusement and see him, another him, under the bed, staring back at me quivering and whispering, “Daddy there’s somebody on my bed.” - justAnotherMuffledVo