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Ghosts and Spirits

My bestfriend was a ghost hunter I wish I never went

My Bestfriend Was a Ghost Hunter, I Wish I Never Went.

“Come on.” The voice was distant but still clear. “You’re dragging your feet. You didn’t have to come. You wanted to. So let’s go.” Her voice had irritation to it, almost offensive. I groaned and steadied my pace, walking only a bit faster. “I’m coming, Celine. Jesus Christ.” I snapped […]

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The Cricket

The Cricket

It was her platinum blonde hair with silver highlights that stood out most in his memory. And that she was pale, thin and amazingly beautiful. He backtracked his thoughts. No not pale. Milky white. Her name was Eleanor, but she went by Nellie. Or Nell. He called her Nellie and

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The ghost of Levi Johnson

The Ghost of Levi Johnson

It was a stormy night on Welkes Street. The street sign creaked back and forth as the wind blew past it. Heavy rain water flowed into drains on every corner as debris from trees was picked up and whisked away. Toby Forest sat on his bed, watching the rain beat

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I was the leader of a hooligan firm in the 90s Now I’m cursed for life

I was the leader of a hooligan firm in the 90s. Now I’m cursed for life.

I awoke upon a field of frozen ground, shivering in the bitter cold as I tried to find my way in the darkness, and stumbling across the pitch while my eyes tried to adjust. It was almost pitch black, the only illumination coming from a pale orb in the sky

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My grandfather contacted me from the afterlife. It’s not what you think.

My grandfather contacted me from the afterlife. It’s not what you think.

I was close to my pops and it hit me hard when he passed. I want to say this before I go any further. He was always good to me and I only have the fondest memories of our time together. Days in the park, playing catch, fishing trips…You know

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Purgatory Street

Purgatory Street

If you walk through a certain run-down, inner-city area located in a working-class northern town, there’s a chance you’ll stumble across a terraced street like none other. I say there’s a chance, but in reality it’s a slim one. That’s because – technically speaking – Purgatory Street does not exist,

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The backroads part 4 soul harvest

The Backroads Part 4: Soul Harvest

Read Part One here Read Part Two here Read Part Three here JESSE:[exhausted] Hey again, everyone. You’re all probably wondering if we made it back tothe Paved Streets or what’s going on, so let me just pick up where we left off last time;otherwise I’ll be hopping all over the

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Haunting Melodies- The Curse of the Mysterious Caller

Haunting Melodies: The Curse of the Mysterious Caller

As a young radio DJ back in the 80’s I was beyond thrilled when I landed my first job at a local station. But my excitement quickly turned to dread when I was assigned to the night shift. It wasn’t just the strange hours that unnerved me; it was the

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Last night, I snuck past my dad's house. He almost caught me

Last night, I snuck past my dad’s house. He almost caught me

A bit of context: My father left my mother not long after I was born. He was a selfish and incredulous man, driven by his own will and desires. Whether I’m his only child, we don’t know, but we’re sceptical that I’m not. I would visit him as a child

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Hotel Morte the convention

Hotel Morte – The Convention

Greetings friends and horror aficionados. Thank you for joining me for the second story from the terror-filled annals of the Hotel Morte. I imagine you have questions following the first instalment, in which I described the premature demise of Mr Hillman in all its gory details. Hopefully I will be

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Hotel Morte the unwanted guest

Hotel Morte – The Unwanted Guest

No doubt all of you horror aficionados will be familiar with the world’s most famous (or perhaps infamous) spooky hotels. Whether it’s an old establishment harbouring restless spirits or a run-down hostel that has been the scene of violent deaths, there is sometime which draws us to these macabre venues.

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My baby wont stop screaming

My Baby Won’t Stop Screaming

The doctors told me it was normal. Sometimes, babies just cry. After over a week, I’m telling you now…this is not normal. My baby isn’t crying—he’s screaming. Constantly, through the endless days and everlasting nights, and I’ve tried every tidbit of parental wisdom anyone has granted me to help him:

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The red phone box

The Red Phone Box

Those of a certain age who grew up in the UK will remember the old-style, red phone boxes, emblazoned with the Royal Crown and with the motif ‘Telephone’ written above their glass panelled swing doors. In fact, you’ve probably seen photographs of these booths which are regarded as quintessentially British,

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