Dancing Dead
Jake shouldn't be outside tonight. Let alone walk through the woods by himself. But he's just gonna drop by his friend's house…
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Flash Before My Eyes
I’m terrified about introducing myself, but I feel I must for the sake of keeping both my story and my head straight.…
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"Slenderman isn't real." That's how this story starts. That's how this story will most likely end. I don't lie. My name is…
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The Second Coming
It’s been a week since the program started. A program that I thought would be the easiest way to make fifty grand…
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White Noise
I noticed it almost immediately. The phenomenon began one day while I was still an undergrad in college. My alarm went off,…
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Do you know that I used to watch you when you were growing up? Because I did. Does that frighten you, David?…
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There are so many things that I wish could be buried in the deepest parts of my mind. There are things that…
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It was about midnight when I finally passed out. I had been working my ass off on writing an article about some…
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The Truth About the Lake
Albanie put her bare feet in the water and leaned back on her arms. She had her jeans rolled up to her…
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When my sister was about 15 she lived with our mother, in the North West Province of South Africa. It's bush-veld area,…
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Creamsicle House
It was beautiful, really. Pale yellow walls, bright orange shutters, and a big white door. I liked it. I called it the…
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The Lights in Papa’s Room
It was the year of my 25th birthday that my dad told me he was sick. It was hard to hide, really.…
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You stand in front of the alleyway, slowly stepping into the darkness. You have always hated this part of your walk home…
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“I could feel his muscle tissues collapse under my force. It's ludicrous these mortals even attempt to enter my realm.” – Mike…
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The Howl in the Darkness
Horror can stem from a variety of sources, each with varying degrees of subtlety. Something as small as the flicker of a…
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I would often wander around the lake during the night. It was so silent there; I would just sit at the base…
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Grandpa told me, a long time ago About a man he once saw walking in the snow. The man’s shoes were golden…
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