This is difficult, very difficult. I am not at all comfortable with this. I keep reminding myself why I’m doing it. These are not the typist’s words. The typist is not me, but my sister ...

Hello, my name's Charlie Ipstien. Dorky, I know. But I’m better known as ‘Chips’ by my familiar. I ain’t a classy guy, a lowlife thug people call me. And I admit it. Can’t really blame ...

A laptop computer was found in the city sewers on Monday, April 22nd of 2013, after screams were heard echoing from below. As far as authorities could tell, there was no owner. All picture files ...

Alleyways are always filled with doors, many of which never seem to lead anywhere. Once in a while, you may find a door that seems completely out of place and out of time. These old ...

It was always a treat for the three Levine children when they got to visit Gran’s house. Gran’s house was big, with plenty of rooms for hide-and-seek, and a pond in the garden filled with ...

I tried not to notice it. I pretended it wasn't there. I wore long sleeve shirts, and I never looked down. If I didn't think about it, I hoped, it would cease to exist. But ...

"Donate Blood. Save Lives. We Pay High." On any other day, I wouldn't give much concern about this sign, but today was especially bad. All I sold today were a handful of packs of cigars ...

“Come play with me.” That line…it’s a cliché for the horror genre, is it not? You all know what I mean, the unsettling apparition of a child, or maybe just the voice, beckoning to you ...

There are three men standing at the intersection of a sewer. One of them is very lean and very tall. In fact he looks too tall and seems to sway on his feet, as if ...

It all started when I got fat. I had been wanting to lose weight for a while, but being a not-exactly-starving-starving artist, I didn't have the money to join a gym or buy equipment of ...

“It’s not too bad, is it, sweetie?” Humbly dressed and brown haired, Wilbert Snow smiled at his daughter, and Mary gently smiled back from the living room. Mary’s father, Wilbert, was searching for a home ...

Author's Note: This story is a part of the By the Fire's Light series. Part One: By The Fire's Light Part Two: The Wanderer of Blazes Detective Carl Rourke pushed his chair back from his ...

In mid-July of 1991, when Sam was six years old, he was holding his mother’s hand as they walked barefoot across the baking hot asphalt of the neighborhood pool’s parking lot. He had his other ...

“Little solace comes to those who grieve When thoughts keep drifting as walls keep shifting And this great blue world of ours Seems a house of leaves, Moments Before The Wind.” -House of Leaves. (Pg ...

When I was a child, the school which I attended was peculiar yet wonderfully interesting. Whether it was the fact that it was surrounded in places by overgrown bushes and opposite a strangely crooked wood ...

Hello Darling, I am writing because I now realize that our relationship is fast approaching its end. While I’d love to believe it could go on forever, I’ve (reluctantly of course) grown tired of our ...