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The Shattering
Present Day: Midwest, USA- The Incident Miranda’s toes curled slightly as her bare feet slid out of bed to go check on her children. It was about 11:40 at night…
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The Cricket
It was her platinum blonde hair with silver highlights that stood out most in his memory. And that she was pale, thin and amazingly beautiful. He backtracked his thoughts. No…
Read NowEyes of the Purged
The Police Warns… The Serial Killer is Still at Large.Anyone who notices suspicious activity or an individual is urged to report it immediately. For months now, we had all been…
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No Face, No Case
My name is detective Derek Wallace, of the Cook County Sheriff’s Department, in Cook County, Illinois, and for the last two and a half months I have been assigned to…
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Terror in the mind of the Abyss
“Battle not with monsters, lest ye become a monster, and if you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.”- Friedrich Nietzsche There’s something looking at me in…
Read NowWhat A Beautiful Soul
I fought to breathe, swinging my arms in a windmill-like pattern while slowly feeling myself slipping out of consciousness. The room had been spinning for what felt like an hour.…
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Peter “Squid” Billy
My name is Peter “Squid” Billy. Odd name, I’ll give you that. Even odder is that a grown man north of 40 goes by a nickname. I prefer it, honestly.…
Read NowMy Friend Lucas
When I was 5, I had a best friend. Lucas was his name. He and I were practically inseparable. We'd sit next to each other in class, we'd hang out…
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For Old Times Sake
“’sup?” They looked at each other, neither really sure what to say or how to say it. It had been a long time. The whole house felt strange, certainly stranger…
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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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A serial killer broke into my house…
One night a few years ago I heard the sound of someone breaking into my house. It was around midnight when this happened and up to this point I don’t…
Read NowDementia Dream
My lucid dreams have become lucid nightmares against my will. I don’t know where else to write about it other than my dream journal, so in my journal it’ll go.…
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The Ghost of Levi Johnson
It was a stormy night on Welkes Street. The street sign creaked back and forth as the wind blew past it. Heavy rain water flowed into drains on every corner…
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The Little Religion
We called it the Little Religion because there were only four members: Gina, the baker’s wife; homeless Owen; Pally, the chestnut farmer; and my brother Curt. They held services in…
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The White Wolf of Woodberry
Jack’s heavy footsteps crash across the muddy ground of the forest. His breath is heavy and ragged, having been running for what felt like hours. He was properly lost, having…
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Old Hag Madness
When the leaves began to fall that first week in October so many years ago, I could not have been less prepared for what would ultimately alter the course of…
Read NowSleep Paralysis
“Crap. I’ve got exams tomorrow”, I thought, and I had promised myself I’d get a good night’s sleep, yet I’d woken up in the middle of the night for no…
Read NowA Horrid Nightmare
Sam knelt down before her mother’s grave. Tears welled up in her deep brown eyes with remembrance and sorrow. She felt a large sturdy hand on her back; it was…
Read NowLeave It Be
It seemed as if I were awakening from a dream when I snapped to in the middle of the sidewalk, stopping in my tracks while people behind me yelled as…
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I Almost Died on My First Day Back to School
It was the first day back to school and I was absolutely tense about it. Wracked with anxiety, and plagued by nightmares, I’d barely gotten any sleep for the past…
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The Shattering
Miranda’s toes curled slightly as her bare feet slid out of bed to go check on her children. It was about 11:40 at night and they had been in bed…
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Post Mortem
I wouldn’t say it was instantaneous, I was always more open to the depraved thoughts the brain forces you to think about when you’re alone. The kind of thoughts that…
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