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During that uncanny hour when night and day become one, shadows crawl throughout the house searching for scraps of light to feast upon. The candle burning at my side casts a luminous dish upon my withered ...

Does anybody here ever watch those online TED Talks? They’re short lectures given at an annual convention by intellectuals of just about every field or job description. They cover all kinds of interesting things from new ...

Margaret had, as usual, been left to the confines of her bedroom. With her father working the night shift and her mother ill with pneumonia, she didn't have anyone to talk to. The only noise was ...

This is another entry in the Modern Monsters series. So I heard you wanted to hear the story of the Donkey Lady? Well, grab a beer; you’re in for a tale. It started back in the ...

My father was not a famous man, but he should've been. He was the first person to break ground on that archaeology dig in Egypt you didn't hear about. I go to see him once a ...

You some how wake up surrounded by very tall hedges. You are very disoriented and groggy. As you observe your surroundings, you realize that you are in a very complex hedge maze. The hedges are 10 ...

The sound of the doorbell echoed through my empty house like a banshee's wail. It was Halloween night, and I was alone. Not by choice, but because it was my ex's turn to take our kids, ...

I should have known this would be a fucking scam. I thought as I sat and waited in the parking lot while the clock digits kept increasing. We had been waiting 45 minutes for an event ...

''Angels, mommy, look!'' I glanced away from my sad excuse for a sand castle and back at my younger brother, who was standing at the edge of the beach in his bright yellow trunks and leaning ...

Jobs come and go. That's part of the beauty of living in America - you can change jobs freely if you aren't happy. It's a luxury not everyone in the world has. For years and years, ...

I'm a bit of a light sleeper, so any noise at all will wake me up. It’s part of the reason I live alone. I don't want some roommate waking me up in the middle of ...

I stare at the corpse in the mirror. How desperately the dry, clay-colored skin clings to its skull. Rubbery. How narrow its tired eyes are, weighed down by the dark satchels hanging from them. How many ...

The soggy heathland hugged itself underneath a dome sky. Tracts of mire lay sunken in some places, valleys of soft earth unable to withstand the oppressive atmosphere above it, while other acres were crumpled against the ...

Long ago, there was a Buddhist priest named Kaian Zenji who always wore a blue robe. He spent his days travelling around Japan, meditating, praying and trying to help those who were in need. One evening, ...

All the names - except J.J.’s - are changed, for reasons that should be obvious. I grew up in Royal Oak, Michigan, about twenty minutes from downtown Detroit. It’s one of those places where the people ...

I know this may seem abrupt and rude but I saw you through the window. I let myself in to share a tale with you. Don't be frightened, I just felt that I might spare a ...

David Lang's two children, George, 8, and Sarah, 11, were playing in the yard when Lang and his wife came out of the vine-covered brick house. He spoke to the children and then started walking out ...

It had been the journey from Hell. Six hours squashed together in the stickily claustrophobic confines of the station wagon, the rain beating an incessant tattoo on the vehicle. A new job, a fresh start, a ...

It was a gloomy yet peaceful night as I searched my mind for inspiration. Unable to think properly, I lazily put my elbow on the table and leaned on my arm, letting a yawn escape my ...

I like to go urban spelunking, "ruin diving" my friends call it. We find a place out in the middle of the nowhere that people have forgotten and we break in to see what treasures they ...

The audience laughed as the young man in the top hat smiled. The trick he had just completed had apparently been more than enough to please the crowd. As the man slowly walked away from the ...

You hate your brother. Dylan is a jerk all the time. Any opportunity to annoy or ruin your life he’d take with both hands and run. And running literally. As soon as he’d managed to get ...

The time period is the late fifties. Liesel has thick, shoulder-length, dark red hair that curls at the bottom and she wears a pale yellow dress that snugly fits her thin frame and accentuates curves that ...