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Why I will never play the Ouija board again.
Why I will never play the Ouija board again. This is why I will never play the Ouija board again. It was 1964 and my sister and I were 13…
Read NowMr. No-Good
I had been living alone for over a year. The divorce was a difficult one but, since the scumbag ran off with another woman, at least I got the house.…
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Tales From Port-land
I found something I shouldn’t have, or maybe I should, I don’t know. I was helping my parents move out of their old house and into mine. Their house was…
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There’s Something Living in the Wallpaper
Ever just stand back and admire the presence of even the simple atmosphere around you? The aroma, the embellishment, or the hands in motion on an old antique clock, making…
Read NowThe Other Side Of The Door
When I was little I always had an overactive imagination, had frequent nightmares, and always thought I saw things going on during the night. I told my mum that every…
Read NowUnidentified
I am the shadows you see at night; the objects in your sleeping room that you see as monsters, unfamiliar faces, or hands reaching out to grab you. I see…
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Mister Scant
The following was dictated to me by my niece, who is currently eight years old. To the best of my knowledge, all of the events took place as described, although…
Read NowArm and a Leg
Based on a true story, 1983. Liam was your average 28 year old. He worked, ate, slept and gamed, as well as spending time with his family. He lived in…
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The Tracks to Nowhere
“Have you heard about the tracks to nowhere?” That’s what George Lovely asked me that morning at school over our brightly-colored, sugary cereals. I replied that I hadn’t, allowing him…
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The Threshold
My long, spindly legs silently clamber across the crumbling wall of the basement wall as I stalk my prey. A few more strides, and I sink my fangs deep into…
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The Fate of Humanity
When Anthony Willis pulled up to the Twisted Tree Inn, he had to check his map to make sure that he was at the right place. But, according to the…
Read NowMomentary Discomfort
Horror Haiku 1 Howls keen through the air Piercing through the lonely night Moon is full and bright 2 Lips red as the rose Skin white and frigid as snow…
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Let Me Take Your Picture
Guys, I need help. I’m posting this from my car parked at a truck stop just outside Keiser, Arkansas. My parents own a cabin in rural Tennessee. Since they’re getting…
Read NowThe Soft Nowhere
Hi. I'm Caitlin and I'm eleven years old. I think. I may have been here for ten minutes or ten years. Every second in this place feels very long. Who…
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The End of The Bench
It’s funny how the silence of a park at night can feel like both a sanctuary and a prison. For me, it had always been the former. I’d sit for…
Read NowAltimahtei
Fortapt Sjel.. my.. my name is.. Fortapt Sjel.. Ahhrg this pain, the never ending pain, like somebody has a grip on the inside of my head.. like a hand is…
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The Other Elevator
You'll think I'm crazy. Or just some idiot trolling online. I don't care. Something happened to me and whether or not you believe me is moot, because it happened to…
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Hide and Seek
“Fifty-eight, fifty-nine, sixty!" Hide-and-go-seek was the order of the evening. Two days of rain with no signs of stopping meant mud, mud, and more mud. Jenn already knew where the…
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