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The Valentine House
“Damn, Valentine shit already?” I asked my friend Gabriel as we were walking inside a Wal-Mart post Christmas. “Yeah, bro, and it’s still December. It’s like they’re completely ignoring the…
Read NowScientist’s Log
Chief Scientist's Log 12/7/2007 12:31 AM A new find was brought into the lab today. Men working the demolition of a condemned warehouse at this facility discovered a rusty oil…
Read NowThe Monster Is Coming
Thursday night. Everyone was blissfully asleep. Reports had spread of a serial killer in the area, but he would only strike on Fridays, so there was no need to worry.…
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The Burdener
David sat at his computer looking over his work for the day. The list was lengthy yet complete, most importantly on time. Two more years at the same college. Two…
Read NowIs It Dangerous?
The following stories come from the diary of the late Michael Tre Dirstrong. The police found this on his person at the scene of his suicide, and dismissed the stories…
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The Rose of Dread Mother
I was 12 years old when I met my mother. We just moved into a new neighborhood. Autumn leaves began to dribble as my dad started to unpack our things.…
Read NowImagination
It’s 10:19 p.m. I’m driving home from night class as I stop at a gas station two blocks away from my apartment. No one else is here, and few cars…
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The Observer
It was on the wall, right in front of me, over my bed, hung like a painting. It had one limp hand draped, with bony, serpentine fingers, just above the…
Read NowThe Dark City
There's a dark forest deep in the heart of the Rockies, surrounded on all sides by mountains. In the center of the forest is a lake on the shores of…
Read NowA Hollow Realization
When my Grandmother died I was on the cusp of 28. My memories of her were bittersweet, and lingered somewhere between fondue parties and a not-so-subtle disdain for my Mother.…
Read NowCatching Up
It is with you at your birth and will haunt you to the day you die. What am I talking about? Well, I am trying to put out the real…
Read NowYou Are My Sunshine
The memories I have with my Grandmother are very fond. She used to live with my parents and me when I was about six and stayed with us until I…
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The Summer I Was Eighteen and Saved
The summer that I was eighteen, I was trying to find something bigger than myself. I was a dumb kid, but dumb in the sense that I didn’t understand when…
Read NowMoonlight Mist
Derrick was very tired. He had stayed up for most of the night watching tv show reruns and flicking through his high school yearbook. It is now 6:30 in the…
Read NowEternal Dream
Have you ever wondered about what happens when you die? Well, something does. Your body dies, but your conscience lives on. The night you die, you will be in an…
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She’s Got Two Left
Church bells rang through the cold December night as softly as a whisper. The final ring hung in the air as she held her breath. It sent a chill down…
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