For as far back as I can remember, London has always been my city. Yes, it’s changed over the years but it’s still the city I know and it’s still mine. I love London and I will never leave. One typical cold cloudy London night, I walked along the Southbank […]
Television always depicted older siblings to be a guardian, a protector, even a hero to their kin. I wish that was the case with Angie, my sister. I’ve always been the one to take care of and more importantly listen to my sister. Our mother always assumed she just wasn’t
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I walk out toward my car, in my white jumpsuit, a white shirt underneath it. It was just another night. I’m 30 years-old, 6-foot-tall, and all of my short, brown hair, and work the night shift at a shipping company. It’s hard, tedious work, but I need the money. I
You may remember hearing about it on the news, but in July of 2008, there was a string of missing person cases out of the University District in Seattle. Twelve people went missing, all of them students at the University of Washington. Their bodies were never found, and no significant
THE EYES There was once a young artist named Lisa. She was haunted all her life by disturbing dreams. One dream in particular made her dread sleep. It was always the same, a dark hallway and an evil clown pursuing her. Lisa was exhausted from her broken sleep. She was
I was seventeen when she came. I’d been living with my abusive mother for seventeen long, painful years. It was around midnight, and my mother was already asleep, so when the three soft raps at the front door came it was me who answered. An odd looking little girl stood
Transcript taken from a video found under the link: SCARIEST “STORY” EVER The video feed turns on in night vision mode. A teen girl, pale in the greenish light, stands in front of a leathery black backdrop, rods running through it. Her pupils glow as the light hits them, turning
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Message Body: He stalks you at night He’s thin and tall Out of your sight He’s pale and bald He has no face or eyes to be seen You’ll be gone in a flash No one hears you scream He causes fear, pain, then death But pay him no mind
I’ve been in this room for what seemed like days sitting in an uncomfortable chair, leaning over my desk. I was trying not to think about it; trying not to look in the corner of the hallway. Why had I not closed the door? I was too frightened now to
I know this may seem abrupt and rude but I saw you through the window. I let myself in to share a tale with you. Don’t be frightened, I just felt that I might spare a moment of your time. You see, I need to unburden myself to you. I
I can see them. I could always see them. I don’t think they have yet noticed me, noticing them. They are everywhere. They follow us at work. They sit with us on the city bus or on the subway. They are there when we eat, watch t.v., sleep, even when
Frequently among one’s daily travels are others often overlooked by the dizzying pace of modernization. I recall, however, an incident in my own life when the most peculiar of happenings occurred. The day it took placed upon had been the most average among many. I had ventured to town, be
Like every other parent, mine had always wanted to take pictures of ‘precious’ moments. Most of them consist of me with food on my face and other cliches. I recently found a box of these photos. They were all old Polaroids, I still have the camera that was used to
You’ve made a lot of them. But you’ve always managed to escape the consequences so far. You know that flash out of the corner of your eye, like picking up some peripheral movement just out of sight, and then you turn your head and there’s nothing there? That was one
There it is again! What is that thing?! I can’t take this anymore. It’s like everywhere I go all I see is this horrible, tall, thin and seemingly faceless creature. It’s been haunting my dreams as well ever since I first saw it; all it does is stand there, and
I’ve always lived a relatively normal life. I was the typical teenage girl, though I was a tomboy. I had never once been a girly-girl, or dreamed of holding frilly pom-poms and being popular. That just wasn’t my style. I much preferred to stay in my house, sitting in front
I had just come home from a tiring day. I had to stay in school until eight because I had failed a Math test and had to go for extra lessons. I was so freaking tired. Mom and Dad were overseas for a little vacation for a few days so
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Alone in a dark wood one night, a young boy walked anxiously down one of the gravel paths. His parents had always warned against his journeys there, worrying constantly of the notion of him staying too long and becoming hopelessly lost in the dark of night. He never once imagined
With a terrible taste in my mouth, I awoke from a slumber that seemed so deep I would never emerge. Having gone to bed at 1:17 am, it was now only 2:47 am. My hour and a half of sleep had seemed infinity longer than that, filled with twists and
The tall, human-like figure moved about the thick trees with no struggle at all. It was as if it was floating; it made no noise and the only movement seen was the creature lunging forward. It was graceful, yet terrifying. My eyes grew as I watched it skim over a
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The Ringmaster enjoys the cries and pleas of his acts. He enjoys the thrill of seeing pure, innocent fear in the eyes of whom he chases. He has no face, just a complete black mask with a single horizontal red line, marking his lips. His penguin vest and red, decaying
Don’t is a contraction we hear all too much. As a child, it was all I heard. “Don’t play with this” “Don’t touch that” “Don’t go here” etc. It was my father’s favorite word. As I grew older, I stopped taking it seriously. I realized if I did what my
It was an atrocious act, but it worked. And just like everything else in this world, there was a consequence. This act worked, but not in the way that they wanted it to. They did not take any physical forms. They could talk, but would not be heard. They could
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Log found on IP ████████████ on December 15th, 2003. Nothing else in the memory other than the following that are dated the entire month of September. Laptop was found in ██████ ████████████’s apartment after her Mother called authorities to search for her daughter after a very disturbing voicemail was left
