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I was 15 years old during the weekend in June when everything would change. My mum had decided to skip town to visit her distant family, as she felt that she had earned a break. Nothing ...

I think it’s cute how my daughter, Ryan, has such a vivid imagination. She always thanks me for carrying her to bed after she falls asleep on the couch. But I never do that, so I ...

“Would you just do it already? Man, I didn’t know you were such a pansy,” Shayne said shaking his head, looking away. “What do you think is going to happen? It’s going to be fine.” “But ...

If you want to understand why I left the place I was at, you're really just going to have to hear the entire story. You won't believe it, of course. But your skepticism means nothing. Because ...

It's been a while since I wrote anything. I apologize to my fans for making them think I have writer's block or something. I can assure you that I haven't lost my touch, and I'm full ...

Author's Note: This is both a tribute and a shout out to anyone out there who has experienced similar events or has met someone that had them. I've tried to omit the names of all the ...

A 2ch thread from December 2011 about… um… Well, about confusion, we’ll say. To aid in your reading, #OP is always the original poster - the 'main character,' if you will. #2ch is just a generic ...

Winter had arrived again, but this winter was different than the others. This winter, my aunt and uncle decided to go on a ski trip, leaving their house for me to look after. You would have ...

We were all there that day. The day they released him. Me and Kent, Bonnie and Simon, Nora and Anthony, Dustin and Patrick, and Darlene. We didn’t bring the kids. I think it was Nora’s idea ...

Let me start by saying that this is a very true story from my childhood, and if you visit the big library in the Nottingham City Centre, and check out their newspaper records, you will actually ...

"Hear that?" My brother, Andrew, asked. "Very funny." I replied. Andrew looked as if there was something far away, making a captivating noise. Distracting him. He described it as sounding like a police siren, repeating over ...

I suck in the air through my dry lips. I have to keep quiet. It’s here. And if It finds me, I’m as good as dead. I wish I knew what It actually is because my ...

I had a nightmare earlier this week. I say nightmare, but I realise now it was more like a vision, a vision of the horrors yet to progress. I was alone in my house, like I ...

Have you ever heard of imaginary friends? You know, those invisble creatures that children would create to provide an artificial friendship for themselves? It's funny to think of how real they seem to a child when ...

Not a word spoken, I was boiling the clean water; two spoons of sugar into one glass; a sharp mechanic whistle; a soft thud and I was slightly uncomfortable on the brown couch, face to face ...

As you learn things, you notice things As you notice things, you learn things As you learn more, more becomes real to you And as more becomes real to you, the more you notice. As I ...

Where do I start?  Well, I was heading home after looking through some old Nintendo games at a yard sale, when- No, don’t leave.  It’s not that kind of pasta, I swear.  Anyhow, I was going ...

Stories are often wrought in the darkness, the immeasurable sea of the unknown. Man becomes irreversibly convinced that here lies his demise, here lies his doom and his defeat. Such is his nature that he rarely ...

One time in my childhood, my family and I visited my father's hometown. It was a very tiring trip to the north, lasting for almost half a day. We arrived at my grandmother's place in the ...

I am sitting on my bed, shaking with fear. They're coming tonight, I know they are. They're coming for me. I can't stop them, there are too many of them. All I can do is stay ...

The thin ones, the Impervious, were watching. I would never be safe from them. They were there, they were always there. The warped, the dead, the undead, whatever the fuck they were.  They had been there ...

Case Number 31 Name: Emily Coles Nationality: American Age: 32 Location: Elliot Gram's Institute of Mental Illness ======================================================================= You want to know about the Indigo Village? Well, I've been there you know. No seriously, I have ...

I noticed her walking home from school one day. Her long hair was as dark as a raven's feathers, and flowed out behind her as she walked. She was about ten feet in front of me ...

  Part One: The Beginning Bedtime is supposed to be a happy event for a tired child; for me it was terrifying. While some children might complain about being put to bed before they have finished ...