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The Living History Project
One of my least favorite parts about being a middle school history teacher is the bullshit “Living History” assignments we give at the end of every school year. Kids are…
Read NowTed the Caver
3/23/01 Due to the overwhelming number of requests I have received to tell about my discoveries and bizarre experiences in a cave not far from my home, I have created this…
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There’s Drumming In The Clouds
PHASE I – The Arrival The photograph arrived without explanation. It showed some kind of mass. Dark grey and pulsating. It was hovering far above the North Atlantic. It resembled…
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I Found a Dead Girl’s Diary
Everybody’s looking for Malinda Paige. The entire town would sling a rope around a tree and clap and cheer as she jitterbugged her way to hell. And the Police, of…
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Journal of a Psychopath: High School
I am a retired Private Investigator turned Real Crime Blogger. I have been receiving anonymous manuscripts in the mail detailing heinous acts of appalling psychopathy. For reasons concerning my work…
Read NowJournal of a Psychopath: University
I am a retired Private Investigator turned Real Crime Blogger. I have been receiving anonymous manuscripts in the mail detailing heinous acts of appalling psychopathy. For reasons concerning my work…
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The Suicide Engineer
NOTE: I am a friend of Andrew Talbot, the man that sent me this recording. I recently received an email from Andrew that contained a recording of his podcast that,…
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The Whistlers: Ruth’s Account
The man on the trail is dead and will need to be moved. It is a more difficult task than I would have guessed, and nearly impossible for a 5’…
Read NowI Found an Old Message from My Brother. I’m An Only Child.
Dear Ben,This will be the last thing I ever send you. I don’t even know if you’ll remember who I am by the time you read this. For your sake…
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The Whistlers: Bill’s Account
I’ve got calluses on my hands from burying my brother. If we’re rescued today, I’ll have to explain that to someone. Some search-and-rescue trooper, some forest ranger, will hold my…
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The Bridge Outside My Bedroom Window
Toby's JournalEntry 1April 5th, 1990 So, I asked my daddy to buy me this journal. He's always been a great father, even though he isn't the same after my mom…
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I Worked at a Top Secret Government Research Lab. I Need to Share My Journals.
These logs are from Senior Technical Operations Specialist III K.Z. Okpala's private files. These files have been compiled using an offline text software built by K.Z. Okpala. These files are…
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The Kitchen Drawer
Dear Thomas, Know this - I love you brother. I’m not sure what you will find waiting for you on the kitchen counter besides this notebook. Hopefully nothing. But it…
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I 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,…
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Journal of a Psychopath: Finding Adeline
I am a retired Private Investigator turned Real Crime Blogger. I have been receiving anonymous manuscripts in the mail detailing heinous acts of appalling psychopathy. For reasons concerning my work…
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Hoodie (The Hooded Man)
Have you ever been influenced by clothing? I don't mean confidence by looks. Have you ever been given more control than ever by an item, or a truth, or just…
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The Infinity Game
Has anyone ever played the Infinity Game? The one with the mirrors? Most people don’t know it’s a game, they just think it’s a cool visual effect. Maybe it’s different…
Read NowThe Midnight Lock-Up
October 2nd, 2012 This story began about five days ago, but I've only now just gotten around to writing it down. I'll take my time to make sure I share…
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Family 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…
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The Suicide Note that wasn’t
I took a deep breath to stop the slight shaking in my hand, whispering my affirmation on the exhale, “I’m ready for this, I’m ready,” before sliding the blue-lined notebook…
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The bright yellow terror
''They are down there in the water. I saw several glimpses of bright yellow popping up from and then retreating down below the surface, only to pop up again in…
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The Agoraphobic Journals
My friend recently bought a foreclosed home, and while helping him clean it out of the previous owner's leftover belongings, I came across a box of journals in the attic.…
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The Backroads
Thursday Today is Thursday, June 16, 2022, and I don’t know where I am. I’m parked on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere, and I’m not…
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