
“My Name Is Dylan”
Dylan had everything. He had a family that loved him, a beautiful girlfriend, and outstanding grades in school. He was a good kid, well liked by his teachers and classmates. There was one boy who hated ...
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(My Attempt at) Two-Sentence Horror Stories
While up late working at your computer, you see one of those disgusting, many-legged house centipedes skittering around on your floor, and resolve to kill it before it gets away. Wielding a rolled-up magazine, you chase ...
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#AllThatWeAre
First it was the gays. Then the Muslims. Then the terrorists. Then the gay terrorist Muslims. I donât know. Itâs hard to keep track of who youâre meant to be hating when youâre a straight, white ...
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100% Real Human Hair
We know that you demand only the finest hair when looking to buy a new wig, weave, extension, or toupee. Thatâs why âSpirited Away Hairâ uses only the freshest human hair available. Our exclusive process for ...
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11 Bodies Hanging From 21 Trees
The top half of Councilman Jonesâ body hung by a steel cable looped around his neck and tied off to an old oak tree on one end. It was still dripping blood, bones and veins and ...
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11 Rules for Idiots Who Bought a Haunted House
Well you really screwed up this time, didnât you? You found a gnarly deal on a beautiful home that almost seemed too good to be true, and you jumped at it. And now that youâre all ...
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13th and Elm
I always get a little uncomfortable when the topic of the paranormal comes up, particularly when some people seem to be so adamant that ghosts simply canât exist. I donât attempt to convince them otherwise. As ...
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16 Choices
Every individual will make 16 choices in their lifetime that will forever alter the course of humanity. No more than 16, no less than 16. These choices will be small, and at the time of decision, ...
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1999 – Creepypasta
âThe year is nineteen-ninety-nine.â That sentence brings me back to my senior kindergarten class when I was five years old, where we used to read out the date on the blackboard every single day. The year ...
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44 Ashbrooke Lane
I was seven when I moved into that house at Ashbrooke Lane. At least thatâs what my parents tell me. My recollection of that time is vague. I have memories of the big tree on our ...
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