School camp. This is one of the things I enjoy most about being a teacher. Each term at Hamilton College, the students are taken to a different camping location that enables them to bring the content of their studies to life. For this particular camp,...

There are things in the dark and ancient corners of this world that nature should never have allowed to exist. In spite of the decay of millennia they live on, the last remnants of the world that should have been forgotten. There was...

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In any city, in any country where free elections are routinely held, go to a place of voting during that cityโ€™s Election Day. Walk up to the voting stand and tell any election official โ€œI seek the Holder of Democracyโ€. If the official laughs or...

It had been roughly a year. That's how much time had passed since Jessica died. She was and still remains the love of my life. I thought that time would heal my wounds, but instead it threw salt into them with each passing moment I...

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I know there are thousands of people who don't believe in God, or the devil. I wish I was telling you a God fearing story of how an angelic being appeared and changed my whole fucked up life, but this is not one of those...

Shadow of the Storm By Joongus You always hear stories of boys and girls, or men and women for that matter, who will randomly wake up in a foreign land; still groggy from sleep, their fears will get the best of them until the realization that they...

โ€œI could feel his muscle tissues collapse under my force. It's ludicrous these mortals even attempt to enter my realm.โ€ โ€“ Mike Tyson ROUND 0 The singular incandescent light bulb isnโ€™t nearly large enough to illuminate this dingy locker room. Darkness surrounds both me and my...

"Mama, can I pllleeease have a popsicle?" Lily's face puckered into an adorable little pout. At just four years old, she was quite persistent, and knew just how to be persuasive with her mother when she didn't have her way. Her baby blues widened as she...

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...

Trevor looked at the sweaty, crumpled paper in his hand, reviewing the instructions yet again. Soon it would be too late to read over them, but until then every rehearsal could be the one that saved his life. Four pale candles, he read, and then glanced...

You get on the bus at around 11 PM. Finally. Later than youโ€™d like. Much, much later. But at least, tired as you are, youโ€™re finally on, headed home for the evening. You hadnโ€™t expected the group meeting for your final project to drag on...

Iโ€™ve just awoke to see a cheap, Halloween-leftover, glow-in-the-dark cardboard skeleton pinned to my closet door. And no, this isnโ€™t yet another creepy story where someone or something has been hiding inside to emerge in the night. I hope. All I can see in the...

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โ€œI guess itโ€™s more like a numbness. Like when a leg or arm falls asleep. Whenever I move, thereโ€™s a disconnect. It feels like my limbs arenโ€™t mine. Like Iโ€™m controlling a marionette version of myself, from somewhere far off.โ€ โ€œWhat about when you try to...

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...

Did you ever look a loved one in the eyes and not recognize what you see? The face is the same, but thereโ€™s somethingโ€ฆelse. Something that wasnโ€™t there before. Something that makes the hair on the back of your neck stand up, but you donโ€™t...

Note: Contains minor gore; please consider this alongside the plot setup (evident within the first sentence) as this may be a story some of you will wish to avoid. Peter Helford hadnโ€™t exactly planned on murdering a child. But when money came and knocked on his...