You don’t know me.  Chances are, the people I’m going to be talking about barely remember me, either.  In fact, if you asked the people who were there, they’d probably even deny I was there in the first place, say all I’m doing is trying...

Part One ‘Little Dead Nancy, Sitting on the bench, One eye long, and one eye gone, Little Dead Nancy, The red swing’s open, come take a seat, and swing with me!’ I almost completed the summoning of Nancy back when I was a kid. I was somewhere in the second grade, I’d just moved...

Everyone knows the story of Bloody Mary and everyone knows how to “summon” her: say her name three times in front of a mirror with the lights off. Of course, there are slight variations to the exact story depending on where you live, but it’s...

Mr. Hansen’s body was interred in a stately mausoleum of his own design years ago, and yet he still works for us.  I’m forced to interview with the remains of the sad dotard almost daily. The world honors Hansen for his invention of countless beloved...