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He Who Eats

It was late September when I traveled north to the Great Lakes. It was one of the last stops for the last chapter of my book, starting with the eastern most part of Michigan and slowly making my way up to the Canadian border of Minnesota learning all I can […]

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Trash Bag

You get on the bus at around 11 PM. Finally. Later than you’d like. Much, much later. But at least, tired as you are, you’re finally on, headed home for the evening. You hadn’t expected the group meeting for your final project to drag on for so long, but your

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Happy Halloween! Here’s Our 2016 Giveaway! [Winners Announced]

If you’ve been following on Twitter, you know this giveaway almost didn’t happen – my purchase was in the dreaded “pending” purgatory for awhile! However, it appears luck is on our side, so I’m happy to finally announce: The 2016 Creepypasta Halloween Giveaway Well, it’s actually three giveaways: I couldn’t

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How Lucky I Was

I was dying. I knew it, my doctors knew it, and my family knew it. It has only been sixteen weeks since my official diagnosis, yet here I lay, trapped in this generic hospital bed, surrounded by various machines, beeping and wheezing in a haunting melody that has likely been

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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 99.9% of audible radio lives. In these parameters you will find talk radio, rock, rap, country, etc. Basically everything you’d

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Tunda

The Journal of Tomas Wicker November 3, 1910 There are a thousand ways to die in the Colombian rainforest. I first gained this appreciation as a boy when, in a questionable bit of parental inspiration, father allowed me to accompany him to inspect our family’s South American holdings, in particular

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Broken Rest

Scorching heat; unrelenting dryness. I couldn’t feel anything else; couldn’t think about anything else. This wasn’t right. Even the sensation of heat was more of an observation than an actual feeling; I knew it was scorching without water to moisten the air, but I didn’t feel it so much as

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Witch

Witch Based on True Events I guess I don’t know where to start. The beginning would be the obvious place, but I don’t know what the beginning was. The whispers? The shadows? Objects moving by themselves? Electronics going haywire? Or was it the first time I actually saw it? Soulless

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Guilt

“Don’t you wish you wouldn’t have done that?“ an unfamiliar voice asked me. I rose my head, but I was blindfolded. I tried to move my hand, my leg, my finger – anything at this point – but it seemed that I was completely paralyzed. “Victoria,“ the creature (I hardly

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Oceanic Absurdity: An Account of Nautical Horror

A bestial tentacle breached the surface with a tremendous display of aquamarine power. The resultant shower of water rained down in a torrent upon the deck, drenching the observing passenger. A groan, impossibly deep, reverberated from the waters; an ancient guttural bellow that shook the three thousand ton ship. At

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