You’re probably wondering why this notebook is in your seat. But don’t ask me about it, because I’ll purposely ignore you. Don’t get offended, because it’s for your own good that I pay no attention to you. I need to tell someone this story, because I’m probably about to die […]
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In a nearby town, there lives a clown whose laughter fills the air, and in crowded places, with his painted faces he shocks with skill and flair. Through a comic fall, and tales grown tall, those watching delight with glee, to forget their worries, of bills and moneys, as the
‘Tis a fine house, lad, to be sure, and well built. And ’tis sure I am that you and young Maglyn will be more than happy here till the end of your days. But I’ve said it afore and I’ll say it again—I wish I knew what possessed you to
They follow the same neat routine every day. The boy wakes up to the sound of that unpleasant alarm at 6 AM every morning, Monday through Friday. I listen carefully to the sheets rustling above me as he tosses, turns, shifts in his bed struggling to force himself awake. On
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“Can you send me the outline over email? That would be way easier,” said Jack, already searching for a taxi as he pushed his way out of the City University of New York’s doors. “Sure bud, I’ll do that as soon as I get home,” said Abraham, walking beside Jack.
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Some people just don’t understand. What is right in front of you is almost never the whole picture. Behind every photo, every setting, every face, is an entire world yet to be discovered. My friends and I now know this to our disdain. We now understand why our parents always
“Play with me,” it said. I stirred in my bed, my eyes drowsy and heavy. A yawn blew out of my mouth. I was seconds away from falling deep into my dreams, but the voice shook me back to reality. “Play with me,” it repeated, a child’s voice. One that
“Well, this is embarrassing. Usually, I check on the new arrivals, and they’re already begging to make it all stop. I mean, even if they had no regrets before, they sure do now, right? But this… this is new. Just a room with blank walls. I haven’t seen an occupied
“Okay, now it’s your turn!” Chloe cheered loudly. “Sssshhh! You’re going to wake up your mom,” said Krissie. “Oops, sorry. Teehee… So truth or dare?” “Erm… truth…” Krissie seemed to be hesitating, but Chloe couldn’t have it. “Why truth? That’s boring! You never pick dare… Chicken!” “But I…” “Chicken! Chicken!”
Think of a drop of dark red ink falling towards a sterile marble floor. It splashes into a crown and branches into threads of alternating lengths, ejecting droplets into the air. The droplets too skim across the floor, and eventually, the drop is gone. The crown settles in the image
It is dark now. Thank god it’s dark now. This way is better. This way I cannot see them.They come out during the day, during the night. But night is better, so much better, because I cannot see them. Sometimes I can feel their breath, sometimes hot, right down the
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If there’s anything I’ve learned from my experience with the Exsor, it’s that I’m not afraid of monsters. Monsters that roar, ghosts that shriek, and demons that howl… none of that scares neither me nor anybody else. No, the true pedestal that all of these manifestations of chaos are built
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You’re right to be scared of the dark. You know that feeling you get when the covers are pulled up to your face? When you’re lying in the dark with your eyes open but too afraid to look? That feeling that makes you a child again, holding your breath while
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The first account – it was in a warm September A month still haunted by the saddening winter. If well I remember, the winds still lashed The village where, upon dusk, dogs barked The place where, until dawn, no soul wandered. That dame, I first saw her in a mere
February 20th, 1979 “August 15th, 1975. That was the first time. You ever heard of cryptozoology? “The study of hidden animals” as it is officially defined, but often mixed up with talk of UFOs and aliens and other such crap. I must admit I’ve always been fascinated by urban legends;
Maybe you’ve seen what I’ve seen… Probably, you haven’t, but just maybe you have. Either way, I know what I’ve seen, and that’s what matters most, as far as I’m concerned. Believe what you will, I’ve never cared about that part of things before. I know it’s out there, and
The first thing Courtney noticed as he pulled his beat up old Ford into Rod’s driveway was the massive gash in the field just east of the farmhouse. It was early January and the ground sat frozen under a thick blanket of snow, yet despite this something had torn a
It was coming up on Thanksgiving and I wanted to go to my parents house. They lived in Albuquerque, New Mexico, whereas I had moved to Denver,Colorado for college. I had been meaning to visit them for some time, so it seemed the perfect opportunity. My suburban wasn’t the most
Before we get to the heart of the matter I should probably tell you a little bit about myself. I am the oldest son of a large family and I had spent my entire life in the same town in the North East United States. Forgive me for being evasive,
To this day, I have no idea what I saw. People I tell seem to not believe me, but I swear this is true. A little background before I get into it. I am a 29 year old construction worker. Been doing it since high school. Metal framing and sheetrock
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I am a researcher for a small team, and now, I’m facing a moral dilemma. Over the past year, one of our main projects has been the development of a healthier, more energy efficient drink named Roadrunner. Upon completion of Roadrunner’s formula and design, we contacted a local university and
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11 MILES “How is your relationship with the Harrison boy going?” Asked Sarah’s mother. They were sitting in the front room of their enormous house, sipping herbal tea that had long since gone cold. “You know, I think I like him,” Sarah said to her mother. “The others loved me,
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Life is a cage. I realize this now. The worst part of this realization is that most people know it. But they never do anything about it. They’re content to look through the bars, as long as the cage has a roof and there’s food inside of it. They don’t
“Drink the blood! Drink the blood!” Tessa jumped and cursed at the ancient African Grey parrot in the silver cage. She had been in her new position only a fortnight and that bird was already giving her nightmares. The thing was withered and grumpy and he repeated the creepiest nonsense.
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