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Shadwell Pond
One Squinting into the late afternoon sun, Mel swung her Toyota Camry around the corner and onto the Main Street of the small town. Trying to keep a firm hold…
Read NowHarold The Tortoise
I happened upon the book at a kiosk in my town's annual witchcraft festival. The seller, a young, red-haired woman, told me it was known as the Book of Memories.…
Read NowEvery Year on My Birthday, I Have to Die
I died for the first time on the 18th of August, 2006. It wasn't a particularly pleasant death, nor was it one that I expected. It was simply the random…
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I was referred by a temp agency. I had no idea who I would be working for, or what the job would entail. I only knew that the pay was…
Read NowA Place Where No One Dies
As a journalist, I get to travel the country a lot. A part of my job includes a column regarding small town myths and legends. It's not the most factual…
Read NowThe Case of the Kid With COVID
Who the hell needs a Private Investigator during quarantine? I was obviously grateful to have contact from any client while social distancing, even one that would probably turn out to…
Read NowMy Father’s Secret Room
It had been wracking my brain for months. What exactly did he keep in there? Why was he being so secretive? Even when I was younger, my father was more…
Read NowFlying Lesson
During the past few months, I've spent approximately fifty hours trying to obtain a private pilot's license. I was just about ready to take my final test, but first I…
Read NowWhen You Go to Heaven, They Take Your Skin
The car accident was a blur. A symphony of shrapnel flying across the highway; the debris of at least three vehicles. At the time, I didn't know who was at…
Read NowWe Found a Cave During Our Annual Hiking Trip
Summer for me and my friend, Jake, usually only meant one thing: Endless hiking trips in the mountainous terrain around our city. While traveling far away was a luxury we…
Read NowTales from a Retired Cryptozoologist
I use the term retired in this context very loosely. I was never paid for my work and there was no pension to speak of. Cryptozoology has always been a…
Read NowBunker in the Woods
My friends and I used to wander into the dark woods at night, wielding little more than our flashlights and overactive imaginations. It was the surge of adrenaline we needed,…
Read NowI Followed Her Home
For months, I caught glimpses of Claira from the safety of my cubical. So beautiful, faultless. Through innocent eavesdropping and pattern recall, I unknowingly learned almost every detail of her…
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We Discovered Something in Deep Space
43 years ago, on the 5th of September 1977, a space probe was launched from Earth, and sent on an endless journey through space. The probe, which was affectionately named…
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My Mother’s Death Still Haunts Me
August 4th, 1983; my mother is killed in a head-on collision by a drunk driver. The intoxicated individual took a turn onto an off ramp and floored it down the…
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The Unopenable Wooden Box
It seemed like just an ordinary box. The wood was old and weathered, the fastenings were heavy brass, and the lid was inlaid with an ornate silver symbol. My father…
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The Sound of Silence
The road had been covered in a dense fog. Denise decided to rent a room for the night, seeing as she had parked near an unfamiliar hotel. She got out…
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It Came From Above
He could feel his stomach almost twist as the aircraft started its long ascent into the sky. He was already holding onto his seat, yet now he couldn’t help but…
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My Wife Won’t Stop Sleep Talking
My wife and I moved into our new apartment just a few months ago. Before this, we lived in a large cottage overlooking a beautiful lake. It was my wife's…
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The Book of the Ravenous
I think calling it an obsession would have been an exaggeration. I’d have preferred the more acceptable term “hobby” to describe my collecting of old cookbooks. Yes, it was a…
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A Talking Crow Taught Me to Fly
I used to look out the rusted iron bars of my window and dream about being a bird. The chain that shackled me to my bed was just long enough…
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The Boy in the Window
She tried pulling herself back, but however hard she tried, however hard she pushed, she could not stop her feet dragging her towards the open window. She dug her heels…
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