The Dark Room
Alone, he stands in the middle of the room, surrounded by dark walls with nothing but a dim light bulb hanging from…
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*Introductory Note* What you're about to read actually happened while on an internship during Fall of 2014. In order to protect people's…
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One Last Trick-or-Treat
It's that time of the year again. I know how I’m going to be spending Halloween. Same way I have for the…
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I've always been an art enthusiast. I guess I inherited that from my grandmother. She had been a painter for many years,…
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Jeff the Killer
Jeff the Killer Origins and History You wake at 3AM. Disturbed by some subtle shifting sound within the room, just on the…
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It was a tattered notebook. I'm not sure why I even picked it up. It sat there forlornly on the dock, seeming…
Read NowDo Not Buy An RT
Hey, all. You don’t know me, but I’ve been in this group for about four years now, even if I never really…
Read NowHunting Grounds
I don’t really know how to start something like this, writing journal entries isn't something I’d say I’m used to. Anyways, the…
Read NowMy Grandfather Knew Why We Run from the Dark
I always admired my grandfather’s courage. He had fought in the war on what we nowadays think of as the wrong side,…
Read NowThe Fair Folk
Every culture has its own unique folklore- traditions and tales passed down through generations. In the modern day, these are often looked…
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How Do I Take Off My Skin?
Hello. I am Sarah. I am eight years old and I live in Wainsbury which is in England. My family is Mummy,…
Read NowForeverness
Eliza was in her bed upstairs. Mother cleaned her up. She made her look very pretty. Like sheʼs sleeping. I donʼt know…
Read NowWe Should’ve Checked the CarFax
This is a true story, a quite disturbing occurrence I had the misfortune to experience when I was at the impressionable -…
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The Grinning Man
I have worked as a paranormal investigator for close to thirty years. I always had believed there was more to our world…
Read NowThe Dissociative Death of Victor Alzwell
The floor was vibrating. The walls shook, pathetically trying to withstand the shifting below the foundations of the apartment complex. The television…
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Toter’s Maze
There aren't a lot of advantages to being the sole teaching assistant in a small computer science department, except that once in…
Read NowBuyer’s Remorse
I awoke on the day of my reconstruction. Grogginess left my body like a rusted machine. The room seemed to stretch for…
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Raymond’s Will
Hello. My name is Raymond Daws. This recording should be considered my last will and testament. It is intended for whomever takes…
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Father Cooke: Part 5 – Burning Down the House
Publisher's Note: This story is part of the author's Father Cooke series of interrelated stories. If you enjoy it, the author invites you…
Read NowI’m Not the Only Me
I never really liked my sister. I mean, of course, I love her, but we’ve never quite gotten along. It’s more than…
Read NowThe Sealed Building
When I was a child, the school which I attended was peculiar yet wonderfully interesting. Whether it was the fact that it…
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