Iโ€™m driving maybe a bit too fast and smoking probably a few too many cigarettes. I love thisโ€ฆ this part of the tale. The story can go anywhere from here. You know nothing until I go onโ€”whoever โ€œIโ€...

My grandmother has looked after me completely since I was about four; my mum couldn't cope after my dad died and handed me over to her mother. I see my mum a couple of times a month, but she's always distant and awkward, and not...

In the small town of Oakridge, Oregon, there is usually very little going on. Being a small community, however, when something does happen everyone knows and is there to help. Recently it was evident that there was a break-in at one of the houses of...

Close your eyes. Imagine a voice. Taking over, and it's all you can hear. Screaming, loud, high pitched screaming fills your conscious. It won't leave you alone. Ever. At night, at work, all the time. Can other people hear it? Or are you going crazy?...

Groggily, I check the clock beside my bed and grimace. Itโ€™s 00:21 already, which means only a maximum of six and a half hours sleep for me now. Great. I close my eyes tight and urge my mind to shut off, but it is as...

[Editor's Note: The following is a written account transcribed from a true story told by Brandon Starcevic at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ow3ziEqAyEI. Full credit belongs to him. Any alterations to the narrative are purely cosmetic, for better readability.] Here we go. Okay. My name is Brandon Starcevic. I'm from the...

Author's note: A peculiar journal was discovered in the Abbadelliโ€™s family villa, located in โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ Italy. The piece seems to date back to the 18th century, yet is in a surprisingly good condition. It was discovered in โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ when a wealthy couple bought the...

Everyone who grew up near Lake Wonapango had their own story about the lake. Some were your traditional and expected fish stories, some dealt with summer love and improprieties, and others were tragic tales of misadventure. And then there were the other stories, ones that...

When I was in the 6th Grade, I went on a school sponsored camping trip with my class mates. It was kind of like an immersive science lesson. The trip was chaperoned by our science teacher, homeroom teacher and Language Arts teacher, and there were...

Experimentation has always been for the benefit of mankind, even if it has not always yielded such fruit. For every smallpox vaccine we createโ€ฆwe get an atomic bomb. For every life we saveโ€ฆanother dies, each for the โ€œsake of progressโ€. The case is no different...

I am eternal. In a universal sense, I always have been and always will be here, though I did not always walk amongst you humans, nor even have need to walk at all. At first I simply was here to do the bidding of a...

Being shackled beneath the moonlit waves, still breathing, still screaming, is an odd sensation. I know that'll be my fate soon, if I don't act quickly. So, I want to get my story written before that happens. I'd always been a swimmer. It was just something...

The Culling From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia See also: Livestock culling The Culling is the bi-monthly occurrence whereby between 1,000 and 6,000 human beings are rendered mute and unmoving for several minutes, have their bodies float out into an open space, and then move straight up into the...

Part one can be read here. My aunt took Shane to school the next morning. Mom didnโ€™t want to tell him about Grandma until after he got home, so sheโ€™d have some time to sleep and cope with her own emotions and figure out a tactful...

When I was a little girl, I lived with my mom in a rented two-bedroom house in Cleveland, Ohio. The paint was chipping and there were stains on the shag carpet that had been there since the 70โ€™s and the heater broke each year, on...