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Family Roots
Grandpa Cobalt hated letting things go. Whether it was the wobbly chair he kept in his study or his favorite warped record he fed to the gramophone—looping the same groove…
Read NowWe Should’ve Checked the CarFax
This is a true story, a quite disturbing occurrence I had the misfortune to experience when I was at the impressionable - and, mind you, easily frightened - age of…
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Bottle Caps
As anyone who is or has been the "nerdy kid" growing up can attest to, you can't help but assume the worst when the biggest bloke in class suddenly walks…
Read NowThe Walk Home
My breathing is steady and shallow, the exhales causing slight disturbances in the fog around me, my shoes making a constant smack, smack on the pavement. The mist acts like…
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When the Circus Came to Town
The tents appeared in the middle of the night, without preamble. There was some heated discussion at city hall, because not even the mayor knew they were coming. They must’ve…
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The Grinning Man
I have worked as a paranormal investigator for close to thirty years. I always had believed there was more to our world than what most think. Like the submerged section…
Read NowA Parent’s Love
We were all there that day. The day they released him. Me and Kent, Bonnie and Simon, Nora and Anthony, Dustin and Patrick, and Darlene. We didn’t bring the kids.…
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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…
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The Agoraphobic Journals
My friend recently bought a foreclosed home, and while helping him clean it out of the previous owner's leftover belongings, I came across a box of journals in the attic.…
Read NowDon’t Take My Doll
It was July the 2nd, 1998 when she first appeared. A slight, pale woman with large black rings around her eyes, thin, hollow cheek bones and hair like matted wire.…
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The Reaper’s Scythe
There is no fear as potent as the fear of the unknown. No monstrous visage discovered yet has been as terrifying as the infinite potential for horror which exists before…
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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Project Atlantis
I was part of Project Atlantis. Among the various scientific endeavors undertaken by the Russian government throughout the mid-late 20th century, underwater exploration was always kept quiet. Attempts had been…
Read NowThe Reappearance of Carrie Mae
Looking back, I remember how all of my family's summer barbecues went the same way. There'd be the initial bustle of uncles and aunts arriving with kids, clinking paper bags…
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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…
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The Day The Ropes Fell From The Sky
The sun had not shone on us for more than ten summers. This carcass of a place. This barren, discoloured, non-space. Life shaken down to its last seed. Its potential…
Read NowMy Grandfather’s Ouija Board
My grandfather never spent that much time with me, growing up. When I heard the news of his passing, all I could muster was a tone of indifference in the…
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In the Mist
Scotland is one of those places that seems to never really be simple, or summed up neatly into a couple of words. Sure, you can try, the tourists certainly do:…
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Vilification
Vilify [vil-uh-fahy]: verb (used with object), 1. To speak ill of; defame; slander 2. To make vile. * * * * * * He awoke into an imperceptible brightness; lights,…
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“I’m Not Going Anywhere, Baby.”
It has been a little over 8 years since my Dad died. We were so close, I was always his little girl despite being such a rotten kid. Whenever I…
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