Beings of the Forests
This story was one of the scare stories my grandmother used to tell me as a child. I cannot verify its authenticity or provide any proof of it having originated from a real experience, except from ...
Hunting Grounds
I don’t really know how to start something like this, writing journal entries isn't something I’d say I’m used to. Anyways, the doctors said it might help to get something down on paper so, it’s worth ...
The Blind Painter
Some of the most amazing paintings I have ever seen are those of Thomas Allsman. He is a quiet man in his early sixties, and he lives alone in a small old house on the edge ...
Doors Are Made For Opening
I cannot tell you when it all began. I have always been plagued by sleep paralysis. I have somewhat learned to deal with it, to recognise it for what it is and wait it out. It ...
This is My Goodbye
Dear Reader, When I was a little girl, I lived in a small neighborhood where everyone knew each other. You know the type: the suburban division of detached homes, each containing a mother, a father, and ...
Lights Out
Once again the story is boring and hard to read. You miss your fifth grade reading book already. Try as you might, you just can't stay awake any longer. Your eyelids begin to close all by ...
The Writer’s Ink
Jonathan sat trembling in the dark. He stared at nothing, his eyes not penetrating the circle of blackness that surrounded him. A single lamp illuminated the round table he sat at, allowing him enough light to ...
The Devil’s Chamber
This is such a stupid idea. Why are we even doing this? Those were the thoughts that arose in my mind on that chilly, eerie evening. Sitting in the passenger seat of the dimly-lit car which ...
Comfort in Numbers
Ever since I was young, I have lived thinking in numbers. I was brilliant with numbers, so that was what I stuck to doing. I excelled in my math classes all throughout my childhood, so much ...
Just Your Typical Saturday Night
It’s Saturday night and I’m home alone playing a video game. Not exactly the exciting partying life you’d expect from a college student, but what else could I do? My parents had the car. In fact, ...
The Staircase
July 5, 2010 I don’t really know what to say. Last week, I was in a bad car crash. The doctors said that I suffered some brain injuries in the crash and that it’s a miracle ...
The Pale Child
It was just a painting… simply a creepy painting. That’s what I kept telling myself. Perhaps I should elaborate a bit. My name is Colin McFetridge and I come from a long line of McFetridge men ...
The Leviathan’s Grin
Sean woke up in his modest bedroom to the sound of his wife Doris cooking breakfast, just as she did every morning. Wiping the sleep from his aged eyes, Sean sat upright in his bed for ...
The Fugavi Incident: A Drake Blackwood Case File
I won’t bore you all with the details of my work, that can be for another time. What is important is that I have made the decision to share my case files with the general public ...
The Pastel Man
Consider this a warning. In the event it ever comes to you during a moment of weakness, as it did me all those years ago, say no to the Pastel Man. It doesn’t matter how much ...
The Nice Guy
Frank, Thomas, and Kirby enter the office break room at approximately 12:25 pm on a Tuesday afternoon. Each man holds various containers designed for holding food and drink, and as they lazily slump into the fiberglass ...
The Real Nosferatu
I'm sure if you're a real horror fan, you've heard of the 1922 movie Nosferatu. It was one of the first real horror movies, made in Germany just after World War I. It had a large ...
Late One Fall Night
One, two, three, four.. Ah, who cares. I lost count a while back. Strong shit, too. I'm sitting here at the local pub of a lowly city, washing down my sadness with the comfort of my ...
Coal Mines
There isn't much to do around Westbrook, our shitty little town in the Appalachian Mountains. The town itself only has a population of two thousand, and most of them work in the Davidson Coal Mine in ...