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The Statue
He was an exceedingly average man. He had sometimes done good deeds and had sometimes done bad deeds. He had built up bad habits and good habits, neither outweighing the…
Read NowThe Periphery People
“Yesterday upon the stair, I met a man who wasn’t there,” the man at the bar said to me, nursing a fresh two-fingers’ worth of Ketel vodka in a tumbler…
Read NowThe Rikatah
I haven't got much time left, but I'm going to try and write as much of this down as possible. right now I can hear it looking outside. It must…
Read NowThe Haaf Netters
Frank closed the door behind him and was alone in the cottage at last. All dwellings have a smell, an atmosphere. You get used to the smell of your own…
Read NowLiving With The Lewis’
The Lewis’ moved into my home – our home I suppose, although it felt less than homely when filled with strangers – on November 16th without enough warning for me…
Read NowBlue Light
A bomb went off in the city. It happened on Monday. Today is Thursday. My dad was there. He hasn’t come back yet. I’ve been sitting at the window every…
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What Happened to Ella
My sister has been gone for 25 years now, I think it's finally time to tell her story. It was summer, my sister, Ella and I had barely lived on…
Read NowThe Blanket Monster
Everybody at one point has been scared by a younger/older sibling. I can pinpoint multiple times my younger brother has gave me a good jump. Yet the best scares I…
Read NowForeverness
Eliza was in her bed upstairs. Mother cleaned her up. She made her look very pretty. Like sheʼs sleeping. I donʼt know why we didnʼt expect this to happen. Not…
Read NowHalloween’s End
The bitter cold of night’s sharp breath covered his grey skin in goosebumps, under the glow of the pale moonlight. He drew ragged breaths that were quickly expelled from his…
Read NowWhat A Beautiful Soul
I fought to breathe, swinging my arms in a windmill-like pattern while slowly feeling myself slipping out of consciousness. The room had been spinning for what felt like an hour.…
Read NowUnderground Families
The Shadow Web is the side of the internet that can’t be found using typical search engines, but instead can only be accessed using downloaded programs that grant you anonymity.…
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The Painting
When I was seven years old my ten year old brother Jamie was kidnapped, or so they say. The police claimed whoever had taken him were ‘professional’ in doing so.…
Read NowThe Painting in the Mirror
My hands shake as I write this. I’ve long given up any hope of anyone ever believing me, or offering me any form of meaningful help. All I can do…
Read NowThe Gatekeeper
If you're reading this, you probably think that it is just another fake story. Well, it could be. But if you wish, you can take a risk. Follow my instructions.…
Read NowMr. Leaves
“Mr Leaves was here” - those were the first words out of my daughter’s mouth that morning. I dismissed the chatter as normal for a seven year old girl. It…
Read NowA Sailor Without Two Coins
Many a sailor, no matter how brave and fearless, knows well how unpredictable and deadly the sea can be. Before every setting of the sails, a prayer goes throughout the…
Read NowThe Gift of Sight
Did you know that you can always see your nose, but your brain chooses to ignore it? The point is your brain can make you blind to certain aspects of…
Read NowThe Forever House
It's funny, really. You finish college, get yourself a degree, maybe stay shacked with your folks for a few years longer while the paychecks build up and, well, eventually? Eventually,…
Read NowThe N.Y. Subway Deaths
One of my friends is a paramedic in New York. Don’t ask me why, but it was always his dream to become one, and New York being the big and…
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