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Little Fingers
Tiny goosebumps. Ice tingling up the spine. These sensations lingered; the only means of knowing that someone was watching. No, not watching… stalking. For how long? He didn't really know,…
Read NowWhat Doesn’t Kill You Will Come Back For You Later
[static sounds, with a click of a button. As the cassette rolls, a woman begins to speak] There once was a girl who could sleep peacefully at night. She would…
Read NowYou Asked Me For My Name (Tales of Lilith)
It was darkening, the end of the day. I walked a suburban artery that fed the middle class neighborhoods of Castle Rock. I quickened my pace, anxious to arrive at…
Read NowVisceroys and Artisans
I have to say one of the things I hate the most is to have somebody walking behind me, doesn't matter if it's a friend or a complete stranger, I…
Read NowSarah’s Coulrophobia
Sarah’s Coulrophobia by Kiriakos Vilchez Ever since Sarah was a little girl, she was terrified of clowns. Fortunately for her pride, a lot of people harbored that same fear. The…
Read NowA Message in a Bottle
I am astonished that this reached you. Keep reading. You have found this because you must read it. This will be difficult to accept, but you have been preparing yourself.…
Read NowCognitive Behavioral Therapy
I am going to start by saying I am terrified of spiders. Actually, terrified is to mild of a word to describe it. In fact it got to be so…
Read NowThe Frozen Lady on my Bed
This really did happen to me, and although I'm not haunted by the memory, it still freaks me out and I'm pretty much out of rational explanations. I don't know…
Read NowWe Should’ve Checked the CarFax
This is a true story, a quite disturbing occurrence I had the misfortune to experience when I was at the impressionable - and, mind you, easily frightened - age of…
Read NowThe Five Of Them
Beware, boys and girls; beware Brie Woods! It is no place for such young children; Monsters are lurking in its shadows, Big and small, wicked and kind. There are brothers…
Read NowOne Year Lease
The basement. Gray. Concrete. Plain. Nothing special about the room at all, and yet. Lit by bare florescent bulbs hanging in an aluminum fixture, it wasn't a particularly shadowy place,…
Read NowMy Sister, The Artist
For as long as I can remember, my sister Ivory was always the creative one of us two siblings. She even made a career out of it. While I was…
Read NowI’ve Plumbed This Whole City
It's so easy to forget about what lies beneath the streets of the modern world. Towers that scrape the sky and estates that stretch on for miles, the urban sprawl…
Read NowRoom Number 17
This story is based off of real events that happened to me and my family while on our second vacation to Scotland. Names might be changed to keep our privacy…
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