Author’s Note: This is both a tribute and a shout out to anyone out there who has experienced similar events or has met someone that had them. I’ve tried to omit the names of all the people involved for reasons of privacy and security. \\ My family has always embraced …
A 2ch thread from December 2011 about… um… Well, about confusion, we’ll say. To aid in your reading, #OP is always the original poster – the ‘main character,’ if you will. #2ch is just a generic handle used to specify someone not the OP posting. #2ch is not all the …
Winter had arrived again, but this winter was different than the others. This winter, my aunt and uncle decided to go on a ski trip, leaving their house for me to look after. You would have expected me to grumble and moan with the additional chore of checking in on …
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. I think it was Nora’s idea to leave them at home. And it was Patrick’s idea to go watch the …
Let me start by saying that this is a very true story from my childhood, and if you visit the big library in the Nottingham City Centre, and check out their newspaper records, you will actually find information about the events detailed here. This story takes place around 15 or …
“Hear that?” My brother, Andrew, asked. “Very funny.” I replied. Andrew looked as if there was something far away, making a captivating noise. Distracting him. He described it as sounding like a police siren, repeating over and over again, barely heard above the cricket chirps of the night and the …
I suck in the air through my dry lips. I have to keep quiet. It’s here. And if It finds me, I’m as good as dead. I wish I knew what It actually is because my mind’s eye is probably much worse than reality, (or at least that’s what I …
I had a nightmare earlier this week. I say nightmare, but I realise now it was more like a vision, a vision of the horrors yet to progress. I was alone in my house, like I am every day of the week, because my mum has to go to work. …
Have you ever heard of imaginary friends? You know, those invisble creatures that children would create to provide an artificial friendship for themselves? It’s funny to think of how real they seem to a child when everyone knows it’s just a figment of their imagination. It’s almost as if they …
Not a word spoken, I was boiling the clean water; two spoons of sugar into one glass; a sharp mechanic whistle; a soft thud and I was slightly uncomfortable on the brown couch, face to face with hot tempered feelings. Stare became focused; I said I’d love him. “When?” he …
As you learn things, you notice things As you notice things, you learn things As you learn more, more becomes real to you And as more becomes real to you, the more you notice. As I write this I sit at my desk trembling, this all started with that stupid …
Where do I start? Well, I was heading home after looking through some old Nintendo games at a yard sale, when- No, don’t leave. It’s not that kind of pasta, I swear. Anyhow, I was going through downtown to catch the bus I needed when I saw a sign on …
Stories are often wrought in the darkness, the immeasurable sea of the unknown. Man becomes irreversibly convinced that here lies his demise, here lies his doom and his defeat. Such is his nature that he rarely pauses to consider the other, the light, the known world. It is not in …
One time in my childhood, my family and I visited my father’s hometown. It was a very tiring trip to the north, lasting for almost half a day. We arrived at my grandmother’s place in the afternoon. All were tired and everyone started to rest. I was unable to take …
I am sitting on my bed, shaking with fear. They’re coming tonight, I know they are. They’re coming for me. I can’t stop them, there are too many of them. All I can do is stay here and pray they don’t find me. I could run, but that would only …
The thin ones, the Impervious, were watching. I would never be safe from them. They were there, they were always there. The warped, the dead, the undead, whatever the fuck they were. They had been there for as long as I could possibly remember. Before I get into detail about …
Case Number 31 Name: Emily Coles Nationality: American Age: 32 Location: Elliot Gram’s Institute of Mental Illness ======================================================================= You want to know about the Indigo Village? Well, I’ve been there you know. No seriously, I have. I even stayed there for a couple of weeks. You know, just to get …
I noticed her walking home from school one day. Her long hair was as dark as a raven’s feathers, and flowed out behind her as she walked. She was about ten feet in front of me as I was making my way to my house. She seemed horribly bent, and …
Bedtime is supposed to be a happy event for a tired child; for me it was terrifying. While some children might complain about being put to bed before they have finished watching a film or playing their favourite video game, when I was a child, night time was something to truly fear. Somewhere in the back of my mind it still is.
I woke up. Sheets were stained with sweat, breath was no longer bated, and unconscious solace began to surcease. Depression kills. Not in a directly physical way, not in a way perceivable by anyone except the sufferer. It made me feel psychotic. It went past the brain tissue, into the …
Dear Trusted Ally, If you receive this, you have a duty to fulfill. You know about our predicament by now, and you’re alone, with nothing to do but be scared, so forge ahead and read. Read the whole thing. The WHOLE thing. Please. I sat in one of the black …
If you wait at any given train station on a certain date, a train will appear that isn’t on any schedule. If you board the train you will find that the interior, regardless of the battered exterior, will be very elegant and old fashioned. Have a seat and enjoy the …
People always joked there was something unnatural about him, something inhuman. They joked about it often, referencing his otherworldly battling skills and silent demeanor. They didn’t know how right they were. The first thing anyone noticed about Red was his eyes—or, at least, the fact that it was so hard …
It may be hard to believe for those of us born in the digital age—when every embarrassing moment can potentially be uploaded to Youtube for posterity—but an estimated 70% of all films from the silent era are thought to be lost. Of the silent film directors whose works have largely …
