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My Grandmother Was Murdered For a Tea Set
“I want to go to Zelotes.” It was tradition. Ever since my grandmother’s vision got too bad for her to drive, every Sunday I’d take her downtown for whatever shopping…
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I Found a Series of Video Tapes in My Basement
Part 1 There are only a handful of events in your life that you remember where you were. For many Americans such as myself, 9/11 was one. For the older…
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The Rainbow Place
Most people think of the dark when they imagine where monsters hide. They fear the shadows, the closets, the space beneath the bed where the sun doesn't reach. They are…
Read NowTrick-Or-Treat
Trick or treating was something I always loved as a kid. It’s something that I was too old for, being twenty-five is something that easily puts a damper on childish…
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Amongst the Wreckage
Martin Quinn was an unexceptional man. He was grateful for his life and his family and he knew he had no reason to complain. But deep down in his subconscious,…
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Bigger Fish
My friend and I have always known not to go into the woods around my house at night. I live in a really, really rural area. Like, the nearest house is about…
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Another Hungry Mouth
Constance would not tell anyone who the father was. Not when her mother cried nor when her father yelled. Not even when her older sister, Emily, sat on her bed…
Read NowDreams that Dig up the Dead
The house we lived in was so big. Big enough for about six people, and we only had three. It was our dream home, the walls were made of happiness,…
Read NowProject Icarus
If there was any doubt by the turn of the twenty-first century, by the dawn of the twenty-second, it was an unmistakable reality: technological civilization was unsustainable. In 2130, with…
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Another Fairy Tale
Once upon a time in a land far, far away there was a story that became well known in all the kingdoms of men. It started as a whisper in…
Read NowMisanthrope
Call me a misanthrope, an introvert, whatever. The fact is, I always thought I preferred being alone. I had a couple of friends. Well, mainly acquaintances. People I worked with.…
Read NowThe Eternal Suicide
It seems archaic, putting pen to paper in this day and age. Hell it’s been so long that I am archaic. I figured after so long, I should at least…
Read NowUnder The Blanket
Looking back, I’d say I had a pretty enjoyable childhood, nothing bad ever happened to me. I barely ever got sick, never broke any bones, or got into fights with…
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Thresholder
“I HAVEN’T WRITTEN anything since last year.” “Why do you think that is?” I’m sitting in the office of Dr. Gregory Prah, Ph.D., assigned to hold me during my 5250…
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My Neighbor’s Dog Has a Zipper
At first, I didn’t think anything of it. My neighbor would stop to chat with me, leash in hand, and I would catch glimpses of the metal slider dangling from…
Read NowThe House I Squatted In Never Existed
My father committed suicide when I was six years old. When you're that young, you don't really understand much beyond the fact that Daddy is never coming back home. And…
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I Sleep With My Window Closed Now
I sleep with my window closed now. Not out of habit, out of fear. There are monsters in the world, real ones. Serial killers, rapists, the kinds of things we…
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These Are the Lies We Tell
The dog ran away today. It’s an easy lie, a simple one. Believable. No one questions it. Everyone knows how dogs are. There’s some work to follow through on it,…
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Dark Radio
The general span for FM radio stations usually falls in the range of 79kHz to 108kHz. AM stations generally fall in the range of 530kHz to 1750kHz. Within these frequencies…
Read NowI Wasn’t Allowed to See My Face
Most of my childhood was spent in the same 20 square miles of forest, somewhere in the Appalachian wilderness. I lived there with my mom in this cabin she claims…
Read NowThe Last Channel
My grandmother died at 3:33 AM on a Tuesday, and her TV wouldn't turn off. Not wouldn't—couldn't. We unplugged it. We cut the power to her room. We even took…
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