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I Found My Friend in the Woods
I have been lucky enough to have lived a relatively full life. I have travelled far and wide - from the rainy cobbled streets of London to the jagged peaks…
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A few months ago one of my closest friends at work and I realized our feelings were growing into something more than just a friendship. In our company it's frowned…
Read NowWhy Creepypasta Stories Feel So Real
Everyone who has ever read a single creepypasta story would probably notice that most of the time, the plot sounds impossible, the details are too simple to be true, and…
Read NowThe Night of the Glass Eyes
*Jenny, short for Jennifer, is a feminine given name, a Cornish form of Guinevere/Gwenhwyfar adopted into the English language during the 20th century. It may mean "white enchantress" or "the…
Read NowThe Pendant
You jolt awake to some noise off in the distance. You look at your red lettered clock: 3:21. You hear it noise again. Someone's knocking on your door. There's no…
Read NowTrick or Treat
Don't bother trying to find it. You won't find anything about the name of the town or what happened here. This manuscript will be found long after the events that…
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The Red Raincoat
I don’t allow myself to buy a doormat for my home anymore. I lived in an apartment complex about five years ago right in the heart of New York City.…
Read NowHallowe’en in a Suburb
The steeples are white in the wild moonlight,And the trees have a silver glare;Past the chimneys high see the vampires fly,And the harpies of upper air,That flutter and laugh and…
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My Neighbor Likes to Cross-Stitch
Across the street, there is a petite little blue house. White trim, picket fence. It’s the cliché fairy tale home you read in the storybooks. I can see it through…
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Father’s Day
Father's Day Howard Simpkin was a quiet man, a nice man, everybody said so. Who could have foreseen the future? Howard grew up in the small town of Dakenby, the…
Read NowThe Graveyard
Johnathan woke up in a daze to find himself all alone. The alone part was normal. The alone part wasn’t strange. What was strange was that he woke up in…
Read NowThe Sounds of Love
Everyone hates addressing “the elephant in the room”. The elephant in my room was the loud creaking, shaking and obnoxious moaning above it. As a graduate of biology, I understand…
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Second Chances
The following is a true story with real people and real media attention. I am going to try to be vague in areas which would expose my identity, but if…
Read NowSomething in the Void
Be it curiosity, a sense of amusement, or something much darker, the man found himself walking toward the dilapidated structure that peeked through the trees at him. His feet swept…
Read NowPeople Say I’m Good
People have always said that I was good. Not nice, not kind, just good. Like it was just something they told me even before I could talk. People trusted me…
Read NowThe Wood Witch’s Ritual
A lot of questions have been asked of me lately by many different parties. My parents want to know why I almost refuse to leave the house anymore. My doctor…
Read NowIt’s a Small Road
I spot a fellow standing on the side of road, slightly obscured by the low-lying fog. He’s got his thumb stuck out – kind of gruff and dirty looking. It’s…
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The First of the Three
For William, it all started out as nothing more than a strange way of impressing a pretty girl, and he certainly wouldn't have been the first in the long history…
Read Now5 Haunted Highways Where You Should Never Drive Alone
When you’re driving on a highway, you’re putting your life at great risk, whether you plan it or not. But at least you are completely aware of the greatest dangers:…
Read NowHave You Heard Of The Madam?
In December of 2015, Marceline Nightingale was declared missing. The lack of evidence, like many other older cases in this town, entices me. Maybe if this one could be solved…
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Face Your Fears
Emma Fraser sat in the back row of the audience, trying to stay inconspicuous under her blonde wig, head scarf, and fake glasses. She was attending this live filming under…
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Driving Thunder
Lane Brandon cursed himself for remembering. Out here, it was easy not to. Freight trains, barrooms, cathouses, jailhouses – all those belonged back in Denver. He’d come west to rope…
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The Phone Call
Pay phones have nearly become extinct in this day and age, gone the way of VHS tapes and keeping your dinner to yourself rather than sharing it via social media…
Read NowNew Comment System + Other Features
As most of you have no doubt noticed, a new comment system has been implemented. We are now using the DISQUS commenting system, which will add the following features: You…
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