
The Window
I was in my bedroom, doing the typical at-home teenager thing: staying up late, digging around the depths of the internet, and generally not paying attention to anything other than what was on my monitor. It ...
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The Window Screen
The backstory: This story was told to me by my friend’s older sister when I was in fourth grade. I assumed she was lying and tattled on her. But to my surprise, her mom actually corroborated ...
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The Windwhisper
There was once a story my mother used to tell me, in hopes I wouldn’t turn out like my father. “Treat your children right, Tommy or the Windwhisper will come to punish you.” A boogeyman from ...
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The Wireman
Last night, I was derailed from seeing a movie by a pal of mine 'J,' who needed a ride to a barbeque, with an invite as barter. Damn right I could see the movie another time! ...
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The Wishing Well of Heathenberry Forest
I threw a rock down the well. It clattered against the walls as it bounced from one side to another. I waited, straining both ears. No indication that it had reached the bottom. "Hello?" I whispered ...
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The Witch of Arlena Falls
5:58 AM “There is an unexpected turn in the weather this morning, say our local meteorologists. Instead of seeing a warm day, we are getting a snowstorm that sources are saying could turn into the storm ...
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The Witches Tunnel
Close to where I live there is a forest, which holds a dark secret; The Witches Tunnel, a cluster of trees that have intertwined, clasping hands with each other to form a dark passage. It is ...
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The Wolf and The Blade
In the end, I know that I’m damned. I've lost them twice over; once in failing to save them, and again in failing to avenge them. Whatever mercies God might have shown me for these troubles ...
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The Wolf Below and Above
I don’t need to watch to know where the woman has decided to hide. It’s always one of three places, and out of those three it’s usually one specific spot. It’s all so… predictable. I wouldn’t ...
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The Wolves of These Frozen Woods
I can’t stand to be back here. This tiny, rural town I grew up in, it makes my skin crawl to see everything around me. I’m well into middle-age now, but it’s like this town has ...
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The Woman From the Beach
I still remember a nightmare I had when I was about five years old. I was near the ocean that I loved so much, with just my Dad and I playing on a swing set in ...
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The Woman In My Basement
“Never ever go near the basement at night. Stay in your room until the sun comes up.” That’s what my mother always told me. I never thought much of it. Growing up, I never experienced anything ...
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The Woman in Red
I’m writing this down on my psychiatrist’s advice. She wants me to write as if I’m telling my story to a friend. Perhaps she’s right—maybe I do just need to let it all out. And what ...
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The Woman in the Oven
During the summer of 1983, in a quiet town near Minneapolis, Minnesota, the charred body of a woman was found inside the kitchen stove of a small farmhouse. A video camera was also found in the ...
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The Woman in the Walls
I guess the story starts about a year ago. Charlotte and I had just moved into an apartment in the city. It was smaller than our condo, but much, much closer to both of our workplaces ...
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The woman who didn’t stop staring
Japan2007 - Michael B. It was the first country I can vividly remember. I don't mean to sound religious, but I can say without a doubt I have a strange spiritual connection with it. It brought ...
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The Woods Past Dark
It was January 27, 1977. I was on my way home from work in my 1968, half lime green, half rust brown GMC truck. It was lime green when I first bought the thing five years ...
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The World’s Oldest Tree Is Trying to Communicate
“Just because you can’t see them doesn’t mean they aren’t real.” “How do you know?” “Because you can feel them when they’re close,” I said. “The goosebumps on your skin even though it’s not cold. The ...
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The World’s Quietest Room
As I slowly regained consciousness, I felt a wave of dullness wash over my fractured mind. I couldn't move, much less remember what had happened before I passed out. My eyes burned as I opened them ...
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The Wormhole
Part 1 I stared at the odd hole that had appeared in my arm overnight. It was located on the inside of my forearm just before the bend of my elbow. I’m positive it wasn’t there ...
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The Wraith
The murky fog made it difficult to see where the forest ends and the road starts. It was late dusk but the tree lined road had trees whose branches sheltered the road from any sunlight. Twilight ...
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The Wrapper
The point of me writing all this is because I don't want any of my story to go without hearing, or any of my actions to go without seeing. I honestly don't even know where to ...
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