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The Creature In The Pines
My day started just like all those before it that month. Dark. lonely. I got up around 7:30, like usual. Nothing was happening. Nothing ever was. November was always one…
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The King in the Forest
Nick’s cigarette lit up. He had to shield it from the rain twirling around us. The orange tip was spitting and sputtering from the fierce wind. He still wouldn’t let…
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The Dognapper
Ken was what you’d call a dognapper. He’d make his living by stealing people’s dogs from their backyards, wait for reward signs to be posted, return the dog for the…
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The King’s Marionette
The rats scurried and clawed inside the walls. It was one of the few things that frustrated Elizabeth about working nightshift. During the day the rats were smart enough to…
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White Eyes in Bright Lights
When people ask me about how it is to live in my neck of the woods, the Carolina Piedmont, I'd like to tell them of the rolling hills that lead…
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The Reaker
“I wouldn’t go in there if I were you,” says Oliver to Peter, as they stand at the entrance of one of the many openings of the Clintwood City Sewage…
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Kai couldn’t remember the last time he'd caught himself feeling truly frightened. He had watched all of the scariest movies he could find, devoured countless ancient tales of mystery and…
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The Sewer Under The Lighthouse
You were always against moving away from your family and friends. You didn’t want to leave the city, the coast never appealed to you anyway. You didn’t want to move…
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Predator or Prey
The leaves rustled under my boots as we climbed up the hill. I was cold. I was tired. I was bored. I’ll never forget that fateful fall weekend my dad…
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A Child Like No Other
When I joined the case at 47 County Street, I didn't know what to expect. As a social worker, I see all kinds of screwed up things from child abuse,…
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Mother Nature Doesn’t Love You Back
My attention is occupied by a nature documentary at low volume. It’s late spring and raining lightly outside. The narrator’s reassuring received pronunciation introduces tonight’s protagonist, a rare species of…
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Which One Was The Real Thing?
I heaved a sigh of relief after closing the hallway door and glanced down at the skittish little furry friend at my feet. My dog, Chip, practically latched himself to…
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I’ve Never Seen A Child Eat Their Pet Before
When I joined the case at 47 County Street, I didn't know what to expect. As a social worker, I see all kinds of screwed up things from child abuse,…
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The Rise and Fall
I hate birds. I've hated birds ever since I was forced to go to my grandmother Vera's home, who lived isolated in her inherited Victorian mansion. She let most of…
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A Tale of Dark Waters
A man’s shift at the flour mill ended, and a woman approached to speak with him. He noticed sand in her hair and brushed it off. She blushed, dipping her…
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For a Morsel
The crowd roared from behind the barricades. Slips of paper and bank notes waving about in their greasy hands. Little flags of fortune that would either be raised or burnt.…
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Please stay away from Wayne National Forest
Not many people take me seriously. I get it. Someone with a traumatic past, like mine, must be nuts, right? But, I know what I’ve seen. I know all too…
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My friend’s diary ends differently than I remembered
When I was young, me and my childhood-best friend were writing diaries. “Childish” you’d say? Maybe. To be fair, we were children back then. We used to go to the…
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