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I walk out toward my car, in my white jumpsuit, a white shirt underneath it. It was just another night. I'm 30 years-old, 6-foot-tall, and all of my short, brown hair, and work the night shift ...

You may remember hearing about it on the news, but in July of 2008, there was a string of missing person cases out of the University District in Seattle. Twelve people went missing, all of them ...

“15 All flesh shall perish together, and man shall turn again unto dust.” Job 34:15 People yell and run around me. Papers fly everywhere from the nurse’s charts and the doctors knock down the patients as ...

“Thou Shalt Love Thy Demon, For He Hath Damned Thineself To The Soul of Thee. Waste Not This Gift of Sacrifice, And Purge In The Flames of Mercy.” The corridors of the hotel still had the ...

THE EYES There was once a young artist named Lisa. She was haunted all her life by disturbing dreams. One dream in particular made her dread sleep. It was always the same, a dark hallway and ...

You have been this way since you were five years old. It started with a family trip to the carnival. Your dad and older brothers wanted to try out the Funhouse, the one with the mirror ...

This is not a story of some roadside ghost that causes accidents, a creepy episode of a famous TV show, The disappearance of an entire town, or anything of the sort. This is the story of ...

Stay calm. You know, I never actually thought about this, but I really need to type this since typing always calmed me down, even if only slightly. As you suspected, I typed this because, well, I’m ...

I remember being beaten. I remember being six years old and being beaten. I remember being six years old and having two broken arms with one sling that my father had lying around from when he ...

I was seventeen when she came. I'd been living with my abusive mother for seventeen long, painful years. It was around midnight, and my mother was already asleep, so when the three soft raps at the ...

A soldier. That's all. "What are you slowing down for, Bloomfield?" Boot camp was nothing. You breezed through it. Not too well, but not too shabby. The war's on. That's all your parents talked about when ...

My father once told me when I was little that the easiest way to trap a raccoon was to put a shiny object in a Pringles can. At first it puzzled me, how would that trap ...

She felt alone. The old room gave her two distinctly opposing feelings: comfort and a hollow heart. The windows were tainted with streaks from rain and a poor paint job, the aged wooden floor covered in ...

I work at a gas station in rural Pennsylvania. It's a boring job, but it's pretty easy and it pays all right. A few weeks ago, this new guy started; I'll call him Jeremy. Jeremy is ...

Ever heard of Funnytown, USA? No, not the one from Colorado, the one from Idaho. If you haven't, that's okay, because it's no longer there. It hasn't existed since the summer of 1968. Funnytown was an ...

Tending to my sister Emily is a taxing job. It’s been perhaps three years since she’s become too infirm to leave the house, and I’m afraid I’m often the only company she can enjoy anymore. She ...

I can’t even begin to explain on how glad I am to be moving from the country; however I cannot say the same for Jay. We were both 13 and we considered ourselves explorers, but that ...

Transcript taken from a video found under the link: SCARIEST “STORY” EVER The video feed turns on in night vision mode. A teen girl, pale in the greenish light, stands in front of a leathery black ...

Just a little, in the right kind of way, kids enjoy being scared. They don't find loud and horrific things fun, but if something gives off a vibe of the perfect proportion of creepiness, it will ...

Message Body: He stalks you at night He's thin and tall Out of your sight He's pale and bald He has no face or eyes to be seen You'll be gone in a flash No one ...

It is so dark in here, so dreadfully dark. I have come to hate this darkness for it comes much too frequently. My body is still, as if numbed. The motion I can sense, as I ...

I’ve been in this room for what seemed like days sitting in an uncomfortable chair, leaning over my desk. I was trying not to think about it; trying not to look in the corner of the ...

I know this may seem abrupt and rude but I saw you through the window. I let myself in to share a tale with you. Don't be frightened, I just felt that I might spare a ...

I can see them. I could always see them. I don't think they have yet noticed me, noticing them. They are everywhere. They follow us at work. They sit with us on the city bus or ...