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A Childhood Phone Number
It started when a friend of mine came over, which led to us speaking at length about our childhood homes. He grew up in a different province where things seemed…
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Pass It On
It’s quite an interesting concept: those little “pass it on” messages, I mean. Chain letters and people telling you, “post this in five different comments or else you’ll die tonight.”…
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Don’t Look, Don’t Listen
While others can find forests unsettling in the dark, I’ve always found that there is something uniquely tranquil about walking through a forest at night. There would be no one…
Read NowYou Got a Leak
I just couldn’t do it anymore. After thirteen long years on this road, it was time for a change. I’ve been all over the country. I’ve seen the flat lands…
Read NowMy son can’t stop humming the same tune and it’s starting to freak me out
It all started last Monday. I received a call from his basketball coach. My son, Riley, had been acting more strangely than usual. He said my son had seemed to…
Read NowSomething is Imitating My Friends
My name is Joseph. I’m a 25-year-old living in Wisconsin. Around three years ago, when I was about to turn 22, I had a free evening after work and texted…
Read NowThe Shadow That Stayed
Night One — 11:17 PM The refrigerator hums in the kitchen, falls silent, then starts again. I've been staring at the same paragraph in my nursing notes for nearly twenty…
Read NowThe Ledger of Howard Nestor
The asphalt road leading through Duskwood, Virginia always seemed to swallow the headlights of Owen’s battered old sedan, but tonight, on Halloween, the shadows felt especially heavy. A thick, oppressive…
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Don’t ignore the motion sensors
Things have been tough ever since mom passed. Dad's a complete shell of himself, and I've been left on my own to sort through the abundance of emotions I'm going…
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Writer’s Block is a Bitch
"Why aren't you writing?" "I'm getting there. I just, um, I just haven't figured out a good starting point yet." "Excuses…" "I'm not making excuses! You want this done right,…
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The Mystery in Darby
The cool autumn air filled the lungs of Detective Josh Gaines as he exited his patrol car and walked to the front entrance of the Buckingham Funeral Home. Gaines was…
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This Little Light of Mine
The most worrying part of the whole experience was that this isn’t something that happened in a strange place. It wasn’t too dark outside; it certainly wasn’t cold. Everything was…
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I Need Somebody
I This wall once held a chalkboard. The one behind me displayed a map of the United States with big red stars indicating state capitals. In the corner to my…
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The Show at the Barn Theater
I performed my heart out on stage, but I don’t think it was enough. It was like moving through tar, with every action every word being forced out of my…
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The Endless Warp of Time
I In the picturesque countryside of Ceredigion, a historical county in the west of Wales, with its rugged cliffs delving into caves and hidden beaches, as well as rolling farmland…
Read NowProphetic Pages
It was a rainy Saturday morning, and I could hear the rain tapping against my window. I looked up from my laptop and let out a soft sigh. The sound…
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A Tale from Portaferry
The clear night sky was a perfect reflection of the water below it, and the moon hovered amongst a quilt of black like a curled finger as if beckoning the…
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We Chose Hell
HELLO. My name is Max Regnier. My story begins at the end – if there is an end. I’ve been consigned to the fourth circle of Hell. If you’ve ever…
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The mystery of Blackfeather Woods
The following is a collection of official police reports and files from the Stirling County Sheriffs office. They are part of an unsolved criminal investigation and deemed sensitive material. 911…
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A Siren’s Call
She often wore red ― the color of blood, love, and lust. She was often quiet, though when she was on stage, she would come alive, her voice a soft…
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