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My Sister Brought Home A Clown
I grew up with a healthy fear of clowns, I’d say. Could’ve been because of Stephen King, could’ve been because of John Wayne Gacy, could’ve just been because they’re fucking…
Read NowUnconscious Burden
Twice, two separate times, in the span of only six months, it’s happened. I go to bed, like any other night and wake up outside, lying on the ground in…
Read NowI’m Not Saying It Was Aliens
This all began with a family trip to Las Vegas; the year was 2009 and we decided to go on a little vacation for my 20th birthday. Now that I…
Read NowWhat Haunts the Fields
"In the midst of the fields, they say are where the bodies were found. They were nailed to a stick of wood and used as scarecrows, but not before their…
Read NowAway With the Fairies
It was the latest in a string of sweltering summer nights, where the air was thick with humidity and even the faintest breeze was an honest-to-God miracle. Outside, the lawn…
Read NowThe Unfamiliar
The darkness is insurmountable here. The air reeks of saltwater, decaying fish, and other human stenches that I cannot even begin to imagine even if I felt the desire to.…
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Butcherface
Part 1 In 1997, my friend (who we'll call Chris) moved across state. At that time, we were 10, we didn't really have much of a way to see each…
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Gemini Season
WHAT IF you think your sibling is trying to kill you? Let me explain. I’m Chandra Edwards, sixteen years old, birthday May 28, high school sophomore, identical twin. I live…
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I Watch Security Cameras In An Old Government Building: Part Two
Read Part one here Okay, so it seems there were enough of you genuinely interested in my last post to justify typing up this one here. Yes I am still…
Read NowSummertime Nightmare
In the summer of 1985, my mother, sister, father, and myself moved into a rural farm house in Central Kentucky. The house was not in the greatest of shape but…
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The Marwyndoon
Forgive me if I'm curt, but I've had a shitty night. And honestly? I don't see it getting any better. I don't know where my girlfriend is. My clothes smell…
Read NowShadows of Shallowbrooke – Renewal of the Circle
Please check out the Shadows of Shallowbrooke series tag for prior installments! If we have to begin anywhere, I'd say we should start with Peter Hemphill. I need to remind…
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The Statement of Randolph Carter
I repeat to you, gentlemen, that your inquisition is fruitless. Detain me here forever if you will; confine or execute me if you must have a victim to propitiate the…
Read NowOld Seal-Eyes
We hauled our bodies through a gap in the stone, entering into a narrow chamber. The walls were lined with skittering insects, and from beneath the stone far under my…
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The Brazilian Blood Trials
Hello, dear reader, whoever you may be. If you are reading this document, it is likely that I have been dead for quite some time. By the time you are…
Read NowTuller Bridge
The haze of the fever had me bathed in sweat. I don’t really know how I got here. Yes many times I’ve rode past the Tuller Bridge. The bus ride…
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A Face In The Dark
It was a breezy September evening. The yellow glow of street lights reflected off the rain-slickened sidewalk. I was making my way back from volleyball practice. I usually took the…
Read NowLooking Inside
“’Ere, Bertie – help me pull her up onto the bank, will you?” “Alright, then.” Bert said stoutly, though Thomas still caught the furrow in his brow as they both…
Read NowI Gave It Space
There are very few opportunities to share an experience as absurd as mine. And who would believe it was not just another one of the fantasy stories I usually write?…
Read NowCome Resurrection
Hello, beautiful. If you can read this, please listen to my confession. You probably don't know me, but I've known you for a very long time. And I don't know…
Read NowThe Woman in the Walls
I guess the story starts about a year ago. Charlotte and I had just moved into an apartment in the city. It was smaller than our condo, but much, much…
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