We hauled our bodies through a gap in the stone, entering into a narrow chamber. The walls were lined with skittering insects, and from beneath the stone far under my feet I could sense the flailing of eyeless fish swimming blindly in pools of black water. A dim circle of …
My family had this tradition. Every year on Thanksgiving, we would go to visit Grandpa in the mountains. Heâd lived in his old log cabin for as long as I could remember. I never met Grandma. She died before I was born. One time, after Thanksgiving dinner, when everyone had …
I was in a room. It looked like the ground floor of an office building. There was a desk with a receptionist, tapping away at a keyboard, and stairs leading up to the next floor. But the design… it was all white. I had to turn away at first, blinded …
I stood still for a moment, awestruck. The pictures didn’t do it justice. It was a large but quaint home located on a secluded island near Cape Cod. A small piece of land void of life; only the cottage and a lighthouse visible across the water. Verified as an AirBnB …
“Maybe the world would be better off without you.” These were words I never expected to hear from my therapist. Up to that point, she had always been on my side, despite the many flaws that made up my character. I had fleeting thoughts of suicide, but it was never …
Today marks my fortieth birthday on this Earth, and rather than contemplating how to deal with the typical, mid-life crisis, Iâm deciding whether or not my time here has ended. Itâs sort of a family curse; For as long back as my family tree stretches, the men of the family …
I was referred by a temp agency. I had no idea who I would be working for, or what the job would entail. I only knew that the pay was good. A week-long excursion at $725 a night. More than enough to pay off a couple of credit card bills …
During the past few months, I’ve spent approximately fifty hours trying to obtain a private pilot’s license. I was just about ready to take my final test, but first I wanted one final lesson with my teacher. Luckily, it was a beautiful day with close to no wind. My teacher, …
The car accident was a blur. A symphony of shrapnel flying across the highway; the debris of at least three vehicles. At the time, I didn’t know who was at fault, or what exactly happened. I just knew pain. Immense, searing pain. I was in and out of consciousness for …
He could feel his stomach almost twist as the aircraft started its long ascent into the sky. He was already holding onto his seat, yet now he couldnât help but tighten his grip even more. How long had it been since heâd last been on a plane? A good fifteen …
I used to look out the rusted iron bars of my window and dream about being a bird. The chain that shackled me to my bed was just long enough to reach the windowsill, and so every night after my father would visit my room I would lie awake and …
I’d always known that my great-grandma was an orphan, but in late October of last year, she decided to tell me the truth about what happened to her family. We were visiting her for her birthday. It was a tradition in our household; a road trip we knew in the …
We had all liked Mr. Winscot. He didnât mind when we used the sledding hill on his property and he always gave out the best Halloween candy in the neighborhood. So when we heard heâd been taken by the Tall Man, everyone was really bummed out. You wouldnât have heard …
Iâd been depressed for a long time, mostly since my dad died. All his friends called him a hero; he was a cop and he sacrificed himself to save the lives of 23 people being held by an active shooter. I was 9 when that happened, I remember it like …
I recently inherited my grandfatherâs rural home. A log cabin buried deep within 100 acres of woodlandâ a picturesque scene untouched for decades and a perfect dwelling that I am now proud to call my own. I would spend the weekends here as a child. The wooded paths, …
âJust because you canât see them doesnât mean they arenât real.â âHow do you know?â âBecause you can feel them when theyâre close,â I said. âThe goosebumps on your skin even though itâs not cold. The way the air tastes, and the dry lump in your throat. Thatâs …
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Unexplained phenomenon is a staple in human culture. Strange goings-on, paranormal in nature, are prominent in our lives, in one form or another. You may not think about them all that often, but thereâs always a piece in the news or a crazy story from a friend or passerby that makes you recall such strangeness. No matter how many times you forget about the subject, there will always be a moment that drags the notion back to the surface of your memory. For several years, I had forgotten all about the monster living in my momâs pantry. I had forgotten all about it, that is, until now.
This is roughly a true story. True in that it was told to me by my father, rough in that his memory had decayed with age, leaving his recollection of the year 1975 a bit scarred. He asked me to write it down a few years back, but I never …
There are few left alive who remember the Song and Dance Man. Time has claimed the ones that survived the long night and Iâm sure they went willingly to meet their maker. Life takes on a strange tint after a night like that. The ones still left â Bill Parker, …
Would you believe me if I told you that genies were real? They are, but they’re not like anything you’d expect them to be. The stories say that you have to rub a magic lamp to get them to come out, but that’s only half true. It doesn’t have to …
Dark, cold and eerie. Those are the only words I can come up with to describe the house in which I had lived with my family for the majority of my life. Mostly dark, blistering cold during the winter, and always eerie. Sometimes there would be strange noises coming from …
Everyone has heard of the boogeyman. A creature, tall and dark who comes out at night and prays on fearful children. The story is a classic tale, one that every kid and their neighbor like to scare each other with during sleepovers. People have come up with several different versions …
Thereâs an old, abandoned mission in the hills west of Tucumcari, New Mexico. Itâs about a 3-hour hike from the nearest access point by car. Itâs not marked on any map and thereâs no clear trail to it, but if you had a day or two to spend searching, you …
The top half of Councilman Jonesâ body hung by a steel cable looped around his neck and tied off to an old oak tree on one end. It was still dripping blood, bones and veins and torn bits of intestines dangling down where the legs should start. The cable was stretched through the air, over to an ash tree ten yards away from where the other half of the body was hanging by the legs.
