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Something’s Wrong with Madeline
“No, Mama! Mama, no! Please, Mama, don’t let them take me! I’ll be good, I swear!” the girl screamed. Tears flowed from her eyes as she thrashed against the two-adult…
Read NowEvil is Not a Toy
It was not a dark and stormy night. In fact, it was the opposite. It was clear, calm, and unseasonably warm for late October. The sky was full of cheerily…
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The Invasion
I'll never forget it. It was a morning that sticks in my memory unlike any other. Twenty years later, I'm still in therapy over it. It was nearing the end…
Read NowA Recipe For Success
Prominently displayed in the children's section of the Houston Downtown Public Library, among several others of the same title, My First Cookbook appears as a run-of-the-mill children's cookbook, complete with…
Read NowAncestral Memories
It is said that all of us have ancestral memories locked away within us. Some even argue to say that these memories are kept in consciousnesses separate from our own,…
Read NowThe Eye of the Storm
Howard Krugler, a famous actor, sat in his car. The chrome vehicle rested upon the right shoulder of the highway. It was a fancy car, one of the new 2014…
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 NowThe Murder Of Innocence
You awake at a crossroads. You have no idea how you got there or how long you have slept. There are five signposted directions to take: Life, Death, Fortune, Fate…
Read NowThe Last Thing You Remember
A gunshot shatters your blissful state of slumber. Blood stains your sheets and crimson runs from the walls and ceiling, and you notice from the blurred vagueness that is your…
Read NowA Quark in Seas of Black Infinity
I. When I dream of a void, I dream of an unending chasm. White shadows whisper, and they eat into my mind. I hear the smells of sacrificial flesh, and…
Read NowThe Gurgling
I live in a small apartment by myself, on the fifth floor. One night, a while back, I heard strange noises coming from down the hall. They weren't shouts and…
Read NowJournal Found Within the Woods
Extracted from the personal notebook of Detective Charles E. Willows, 1891-1940 Of what has become of Frank Elwood or where he has vanished to; none can rightfully say. When the…
Read NowIndignation
I forgot who I was for a moment. My memory burnt out before flashing back in an instant. The bloodied knife in my hand and the body on the wet…
Read NowThe X-Ray Glasses
For a brief period in 1971, a New Jersey based company sold novelty "X-ray" glasses through the mail via advertisements in the Marvel line of comic books. People who viewed…
Read NowThe Onieronauts
We are Onieronauts. We are explorers of the Dream World. We blur the line between waking life and sleep. And we're watching you. It's strange how many people forget that…
Read NowQuiet Acres
A thousand miles away, there is an attic. No one knows about the attic, for a very good reason. If you were to stand outside the building the attic is…
Read NowIce and Bone
I was struggling to identify something, anything, within the icy presence swirling around me. For eight years I had anticipated and feared this day. My eyes were rushing from side…
Read NowGloomy Sunday
Szomorú Vasárnap, or Gloomy Sunday in English, is a hit song written in 1933 by Hungarian composer Rezső Seress. It's more commonly known as the Hungarian Suicide song because of…
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If I Only Had A Brain
“Alright, can you count backwards from 50 for me please?” The nurse asked sweetly. I nodded and opened my mouth. “50, 49, 48, 47…” I could barely remember finishing the…
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