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I Hope I Never Dream Again
Dreams are supposed to be a magical place, a place where we can escape from our everyday lives, where our imagination can run free. I have often heard my friends…
Read NowI Don’t Want to Go into the Woods
A few months ago one of my closest friends at work and I realized our feelings were growing into something more than just a friendship. In our company it's frowned…
Read NowThe Night of the Glass Eyes
*Jenny, short for Jennifer, is a feminine given name, a Cornish form of Guinevere/Gwenhwyfar adopted into the English language during the 20th century. It may mean "white enchantress" or "the…
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Father’s Day
Father's Day Howard Simpkin was a quiet man, a nice man, everybody said so. Who could have foreseen the future? Howard grew up in the small town of Dakenby, the…
Read NowThe Graveyard
Johnathan woke up in a daze to find himself all alone. The alone part was normal. The alone part wasn’t strange. What was strange was that he woke up in…
Read NowSomething in the Void
Be it curiosity, a sense of amusement, or something much darker, the man found himself walking toward the dilapidated structure that peeked through the trees at him. His feet swept…
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Driving Thunder
Lane Brandon cursed himself for remembering. Out here, it was easy not to. Freight trains, barrooms, cathouses, jailhouses – all those belonged back in Denver. He’d come west to rope…
Read NowThe Asylum
Far beyond the reaches of our Earth, amongst the eternal aether of the cosmos, lasts beings of true power and magnitude who lay beyond the comprehension of our minds. Beings…
Read NowThe Danger and Cruelty of Hope
Hope. It really is the most powerful yet dangerous and cruel of human traits. It forces us to defy logic, sometimes at great cost. Other times it guides us through…
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The Looming Person
I am out of time. I have to tell all of you before it is too late. For weeks it has been following me everywhere and now it is here,…
Read NowThe Rift of R’lyeh
“So long as man is protected by madness, he functions and flourishes.” -Emile M. Cioran Move it, now! I shouted as everyone reached the staircase, their ragged breathing and obvious…
Read NowThe Floor is Sticky
We moved into the flat above the butcher's two months ago. It was a step down from our old place; John lost his good job and we had to make…
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The Night the Fear Won
In the middle of the night, I wake up. I turn to the right. Try to go back to sleep. The side presses uncomfortably on my shoulder. I turn to…
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The Tree From Which Dead Things Grow
I had nightmares about the place for weeks. Every time, it was exactly the same. I stood before a large oak tree, alone, in a vast field of dead grass.…
Read NowThe Balcony
I sat, staring blankly at the screen, for how long I can't be quite sure. Desperate for something to watch, read, listen to... In search of some stimulation that might…
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Split Reality
August 13th, 2014 I’ve never, ever written in a journal before in my life, but after who I met yesterday I thought I might want to start one, for his…
Read NowMisophonia
I’m not a violent person. I never have been. I know that may sound strange given the current circumstances, but you have to believe me when I tell you that…
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Don’t Fall Asleep
Dreary apartment, Manhattan, NY. Do you ever get this uneasy feeling that you’re constantly being watched? At home, at work, when you’re eating, sleeping, watching TV, making love … it’s…
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The Two-Headed Boy
Watching TV has always been one of our favorite things to do. In the early years, this proved difficult. Remus, being the stronger of our halves, would pull me until…
Read NowComfort in Numbers
Ever since I was young, I have lived thinking in numbers. I was brilliant with numbers, so that was what I stuck to doing. I excelled in my math classes…
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Red Lights on the Highway
All this started when I got up to some of the usual fresh out of high school shenanigans by making a plan with my girlfriend to hook up and have…
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Why Do People Keep Staring at My Face?
"What the hell is her problem?" I thought to myself as I sat in my cubicle. Angela, one of my co-workers, was staring at me. More accurately, she was gawping…
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