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Cannon’s Shining
I was an artsy kid growing up. With clay, scissors, or glue I could have busied myself until judgment day. The walls of my bedroom were covered with sketches and…
Read NowDo Not Buy An RT
Hey, all. You don’t know me, but I’ve been in this group for about four years now, even if I never really said anything. I’m just not really the social…
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Acts of Vengeance
The bell above the door rang noisily as I entered the bookshop. My hopes of just browsing through the books without attracting the attention of a well-intentioned but usually annoying…
Read NowThe Door Game
“Yo, James hurry your ass up!” Damon roared from across the parking lot, standing next to our limo and waving me and Becca down. I quickly stole a kiss with…
Read NowDon’t Go Into the Basement
You know, Mom, I remember now how it all started. It was right after moving to the new house. How old was I? Four, maybe five? I was so young.…
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The 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.…
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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…
Read NowThe Dissociative Death of Victor Alzwell
The floor was vibrating. The walls shook, pathetically trying to withstand the shifting below the foundations of the apartment complex. The television fell over, coughing up shards of glass in…
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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…
Read NowMy Grandfather Suffered from Dementia
Grandpa was 97 years old when he passed away. He lived far from where his three children had settled. Grandma died when I was a small child, and he ended…
Read NowA Needle In The Vein
The highway above groaned with morning traffic, and Greg woke to it the way most people wake to an alarm, grudgingly and with his whole body fighting the process. His…
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The Stoneman
There is a statue my family has retained ownership of and cared for during many centuries. Supposedly it is of a great grand relative of some type who helped establish…
Read NowJust Another Midnight
“I couldn’t exist in a world devoid of marvels… even if they frighten me to consider them.” - Catlin R. Kiernan 12:09 a.m. There’s got to be…
Read NowClaustrophobia
Things have simply not been the same for Dalton Whitworth since the carriage accident. Colors are not as vivid – music not nearly as pleasurable. Every meal he consumes is…
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Beneath the Mall
If you’re reading this, you’re probably pretty confused. I know I was. I’ll explain everything, but I’m going to start at the beginning. That’s the only way that this will…
Read NowWhat I Forgot
I awoke to the sound of thunder rumbling in the distance. I smiled to myself, relishing the quasi-rational excuse to sleep in. I could see light through my closed eyelids,…
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What Do You Like About Playing Under the Bed?
It all started when I was about 8 or 9 years old. Actually, I guess it may have been earlier, but that’s around the first memory I have of it.…
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I Wish I had Wings
We’d been dating for only a month, Gregory and I, but It seemed as if we’d known one another for years. I was addicted to him, addicted to us. Addicted…
Read NowThe Quantum Man
Jonathan Felix sat back in the chair after affixing the final electrodes to his skull. He currently reclined in one of the most expensive private scientific investments in the world,…
Read NowNo Rhyme, No Reason, No Explanation
Back when we were six, my brother developed a notorious sleepwalking habit among his various other disorders. So much so that dad child proofed the doors to our room and…
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