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A Mirror In The Bathroom
The apartment was quiet at 5:47 in the morning. The kind of quiet that sits in a room like a held breath, broken only by the quiet drone of the…
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Containment
A coward has many guises, and my bluff; has been called. I'm not a brave man. I slept with a night light on until I was in my twenties. Yet,…
Read NowDon’t text back
I grabbed Olivia’s shirt collar as she scream-laughed — that awful sound that always made my spine twist. I hated when she did that. In all fairness, I thought she…
Read NowGodless Acres
I don’t know what I saw in that damn chapel. I don’t even know if it was real or not. I sure as hell hope not. So, I came here…
Read NowUsing AI, I Hired A Hitman. Now It’s Blackmailing Me.
WHEN I FOUND OUT my husband was having an affair, AI wasn’t the first thing I turned to. I confronted him about the panties I found in the front of…
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I Was The First Human To Walk On Venus: Something Deadly Is Here
Human spaceflight has always been one of the many fascinations of humanity, the idea of leaving behind our mother Earth, exploring new worlds, and discovering the secrets of the universe.…
Read NowThe Crimson Collector
The rhythmic creak-crunch of the rusted swing set was the only soundtrack to Mia’s childhood. At nine years old, Mia was a ghost in her own schoolyard. While other children…
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The Red Raincoat
I don’t allow myself to buy a doormat for my home anymore. I lived in an apartment complex about five years ago right in the heart of New York City.…
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Long Time No See
It had been at least three years since I had last seen John. I wondered if "best friend" was still applicable, given the circumstances. Somehow semantics were the last thing…
Read NowThe Cry of The Fox
My family was always a little bit strange. We owned a failing antique shop in my town for as long as I could remember. My father was quite eccentric and…
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The Emporium
Monday:This was supposed to be my one day off. But, when you have a skeleton crew and someone doesn't show up, you get called to come in. Not by the…
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Cancer Season
WHERE IS my daughter? I need her to come and say goodbye. Cancer isn’t the only thing eating me alive. My son-in-law John is standing next to me, as are…
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Homecoming
Ryan slammed his back against the wall and slowly slid down, sitting on the bathroom floor. The iron-like smell of blood filled his nostrils and partially repulsed him. He closed…
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They Only Take One
Take in that fresh air girl! Damn it feels great to be back. Everything looks smaller though. “Yeah, because you were like three feet tall last time you were here,…
Read NowThe Pale Harlequin
The rain from the previous night had cleared up, leaving a damp, heavy silence over the suburbs. In a different house, miles away from the tragedy that had struck Elena’s…
Read NowThe Prom Queen’s Legacy
The rain hit my bedroom window like a handful of gravel, throwing distorted shadows across the walls. It was just past midnight. The four of us—Caitlyn, Jade, Serena, and I—were…
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The Nothing Room
“Your job…your sole life responsibility for the rest of your natural life is to keep that door shut….always! The house is yours…you can do what you want with it regarding…
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Submechanophobia- A descent into the depths
A brilliant golden sunset peered over the cliffside, reflecting off the gentle ebb and flow of waves on its side. A dusty, old Volkswagen van chugged along upwards around the…
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A Bloodless Hunt
Charlie Marsh entered his apartment, reviewing the target’s details given by his anonymous employer. Someone put out a hit for the serial killer named Jamie Martin. Charlie gazed at the…
Read NowHenrietta: A Whirlwind of Imagination
The house on 4th Street didn’t break all at once. It fractured slowly, in the quiet spaces between arguments, until the tension became a living, breathing thing that crowded seven-year-old…
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Thalassophobia Is Not Irrational
I’m sure you’ve heard of the term “Thalassophobia” before. It’s gained quite a bit of traction here on the internet in the last few years. And for good reason. You…
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A Message For All Of Us
Samantha again looked at the clock across the room from her desk. Five minutes until five. She figured that she’d get an early start on packing up for the day…
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