This is not a fictional story. This is an account of what happened to me when I was young. It was a normal day in County Kerry in Ireland, well, what the rest of you would consider to be normal. The likes of you reading this will probably have a […]
“The only thing we have to fear is fear itself…”-Franklin D. Roosevelt In the state of Illinois, there is a small village called Xenia. The U.S. Census Bureau states that there are 407 people living within the town limits as of 1999. On April 26th,I was driving up from Texas
You are sitting there right now, exactly as I was just two weeks ago. You are reading through these articles, daring yourself to feel fear. You are laughing at posts that seem fake to you, brushing off the slight tingle you feel racing down your spine. You are looking around
There have been many myths surrounding the belief that corporeal beings are capable of crossing into our world from another plain of extistence, usually with utmost intent to wreak naught but havoc, and that is what causes the hound of fear to sink it’s teeth into mankind. But what if
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During the second world war many families in Berlin where confined to shelters for days, sometimes weeks while outside air raids flew overhead. Many of the children, who were supposed to be at school making friends, where instead put under great stress. However during this time, the english government, in
Typing this as we speak is burning my mind. He doesn’t want me to tell you. ‘His’ name is the Manipulator . You’ve seen him. You know you have. But you don’t want to remember. You’d rather condemn it to the back of your mind. He’s a tall, dark figure.
-Log 45- 9:45:34 AM I walked into the Lab today and started to work on prototype 6A. For some reason this prototype specifically has trouble syncing with the rubber latex face place upon it and earlier yesterday seemed to be slightly short circuiting. This damn material is so fucking hard
Tuesday. Tuesday afternoon. Tick-tick-tick-tick…tick. The clock stops. I bang the alarm clock on my bedside table, trying to get it to start up again. No luck. “It must’ve been the rain.” I think “That goddamn rain must’ve ruined it when I ran it from the car. I just get to
Have you ever seen a road construction crew working past midnight on the side of the freeway? Odds are that, yes, you have. They’re pretty easy to spot considering the section of road that they work on has to be lit so well. In their own space of light, they
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Like snakes slithering, intertwined, So are the constructs of my mind. I wonder if ’twas by Divine design, Or just the passage of Earth’s cruel time. No matter the case, I must digress, For I cannot think under such duress, Nor contemplate mine own egress, Into this dark pit of
Tormented When will this soul be put to rest? How long must I sit Writing my will in these coded ways? Forcing these walls to bare my misery. A little girl lies sleeping in her bed. No more than 7 is this girl, who rests though the sun has greeted
How I loved camping as a kid! I loved running around through the forests, I loved airsoft wars with my brother and cousins, I loved quading, but most of all, I loved finding one special rock to take home from each trip. When I was about 14, there was a
Entry 1 I made a terrible mistake. I thought I was just paranoid, but now I know it’s following me. It’s never going to let me forget about one stupid mistake. I’m not sure what “it” looks like. The only name I can call it is Karma. I thought it
We had just moved into a little ranch house in the suburbs. Storybook neighborhood – quiet, friendly neighbors, picket fences, the whole nine yards. Suffice it to say that this was supposed to be a new start for me, a recently single dad, and my three-year-old son. A time to
My name is often whispered, my memory abhorred, My touch brings out the blisters, my skin is cracked and torn. My eyes are small and heartless, just circles black as soot. They blend into the darkness, for fear I’d wake you up. I lurk beneath the shadows, forever out of
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Amelia had just turned out her bedroom light and laid her head on her soft goose feather pillow. It was three in the morning and she had gotten lost in her writing. Amelia was a 24 year old real estate agent who lived by herself in a small one bedroom
“Oh thank you so much for coming at a late notice,” the woman said as soon as she answered the door. “No problem, miss. It’s my job. What can I do for you?” I replied naturally with a smile. “Well my sink’s been acting up lately. I’ve tried fixing it
‘Diana…Will you marry me?’ Howard opened the small black box. Inside was a ring encompassing a small emerald gem. If you looked close enough at it, you could see a small crack down the middle. At first Diana looked as if she was going to be sick, though that may
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Imagine the multiverse: Atoms converging into patterns infinite. Most universes listening to physics, placing only that which should exist into reality, but there are others in which the impossible happens simply because there’s no reason it is not. All the darkest horrors of the grimmest imaginations, made real with naught
Extracted from the personal notebook of Detective Charles E. Willows, 1891-1940 Of what has become of Frank Elwood or where he has vanished to; none can rightfully say. When the townsfolk of Portland were questioned extensively by authorities; only a handful of the more rustic country folk could say they
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Whithin him lies the darkness, within him evil looms. Within him lies your terror, within him lies your tomb. Within him lies your sadness, if ever your are caught. To spend all time in turmoil, within his hellish thoughts. His name contains no meaning, for his name contains no words.
When I was a small child, I was terrified of the dark. I still am, but back when I was around six years old I couldn’t go a full night without crying out for one of my parents to search beneath my bed or in my closet for whatever monster
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Witness a man in his late twenties, all alone in a two-story house on All Hallows Eve. The trick-or-treaters have long since gone, and now it’s time for him to relax with a mug of warm milk, and watch a horror film. As he sits in a comfortable chair in
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Ever since you were a child, you were terribly afraid of your bathroom. You don’t know why, but, whenever you would see your bathroom door during nighttime, you would be invaded by an overwhelming sensation of unease. You developed a habit out of locking your bathroom’s door before going to
