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All the Stars in the Sky
When my daughter Violet was born, I didn’t have much to offer her. My wife and I both worked, but housing was expensive where we lived and much of our…
Read NowI Found a Diary Tucked in a Brick at an Abandoned Psych Hospital
I grew up on Long Island, right outside of the Kings Park Psychiatric Center, home of the legend of Cropsey. I was always a good kid, never broke any rules,…
Read NowA Demon Named Frank
My son, Richie, was almost 3 years old with beautifully thick and curly brown hair that seemed to hang in place flawlessly without any serious effort. He was a growing,…
Read NowSally (Play With Me)
The summer was nice and warm that year. The sun, as always, brought warmth to your skin. The light breezes that swept through the neighborhood made the days not too…
Read NowStories For My Daughter
I know they say Christmas is the most wonderful time of the year, but for me it's Halloween. I deck the hall with cobwebs and fake spiders. It's just such…
Read NowCheesy’s World (Part 3)
Read Part One here Read Part Two here As I was putting on my clothes to get ready for school, I grabbed the pair of jeans I had worn the…
Read NowDaughter’s Drawings
Part 1: A Diner Called Daisy’s This whole thing started on a road trip around four years ago. We left to go from Northern California to the East Coast, traveling…
Read NowTerror From the Walls
Two white vans waited on the street while our luggage was being fetched and dragged into our new home. I, my eight-year-old daughter Sue and my wife Megan had traveled…
Read NowOne Last Trick-or-Treat
It's that time of the year again. I know how I’m going to be spending Halloween. Same way I have for the past two years, slowly nursing a beer in…
Read NowJeff the Killer
Jeff the Killer Origins and History You wake at 3AM. Disturbed by some subtle shifting sound within the room, just on the edge of hearing. Propping up on one arm…
Read NowWhy I’ll Never Work Security At Disney World Again
I work in security at Disney World, the happiest place on Earth. Typically, I wouldn’t say where I work as obviously there are some pretty strict rules about things employees…
Read NowHow Do I Take Off My Skin?
Hello. I am Sarah. I am eight years old and I live in Wainsbury which is in England. My family is Mummy, Daddy, Josh and Peter. Peter is a rabbit.…
Read NowThe Conjurer
Twice in my life I’ve wished for a magic wand. The first was eight years into my marriage, when our heart-wrenchingly tender obstetrician told us there was nothing left to…
Read NowThe Ant Hill Kids
People don’t die cleanly. It’s messy, miserable work. Everyone fights back, regardless of age or gender. It’s an animalistic instinct driven by the bolts of adrenaline rushing through their brain.…
Read NowFamily Roots
Grandpa Cobalt hated letting things go. Whether it was the wobbly chair he kept in his study or his favorite warped record he fed to the gramophone—looping the same groove…
Read NowBottle Caps
As anyone who is or has been the "nerdy kid" growing up can attest to, you can't help but assume the worst when the biggest bloke in class suddenly walks…
Read NowThe Land Where Nothing Grows
I grew up on a small-town ranch in the Midwest region of the United States, on land that had been passed down in my family for several generations. It can…
Read Now“I’m Not Going Anywhere, Baby.”
It has been a little over 8 years since my Dad died. We were so close, I was always his little girl despite being such a rotten kid. Whenever I…
Read NowGrandad’s Smile
Grandad is dead at the dinner table. He’s been sitting there for forty minutes and no one else has noticed. He’s still wearing the pink paper hat that came out…
Read Now1999 – Creepypasta
The year is nineteen-ninety-nine. That sentence brings me back to my senior kindergarten class when I was five years old, where we used to read out the date on the…
Read NowMy Baby Won’t Stop Screaming
The doctors told me it was normal. Sometimes, babies just cry. After over a week, I’m telling you now…this is not normal. My baby isn’t crying—he’s screaming. Constantly, through the…
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