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Stephan D. Harris

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“Swallow something, canned, frozen, Ungodly festering source. Dragging and kicking and screaming for more, That burns, burns, burns, burns.” – Made Out Of Babies, “Cooker.” “I’m not going to sleep well,” thought Olas to himself. He was sweating through his shirt to the point where peeling it off would take […]

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Dirty Paper Machines

This is the final entry in Stephan D. Harris’ Harlequin series. “Sometimes I wonder; what exactly is a monster? Is it really something to be feared, or is it something to be respected? Is that frightening, hideous thing that stalks your nightmares trying to tell you something, something important? Maybe

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Cynthia

“Little solace comes to those who grieve When thoughts keep drifting as walls keep shifting And this great blue world of ours Seems a house of leaves, Moments Before The Wind.” -House of Leaves. (Pg. 563) Greg was asleep. He had been for some time, as was normal. Depression has

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Slender Twilight: The “Naughty” Version

“What the fuck did I just read?” – Pretty much everyone. FanBoy97: Journal entry 1.) Oh, how no one understands the dark brooding angst stirring in my loins! I couldn’t concentrate in school again today, thoughts of Him distracted me from my composition writing class. How could I possibly worry

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Chop the Willow

Related: Harlequin No.7 & The Kindness of Strangers “I ask him why above he crawls, scratching apart my bedroom walls. And he looks down through white eyes peeping, And says… I’m not crawling, I’m simply creeping.” –       Music & lyrics by Billie-Joe Kimble. The job of a

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Mauvaise Foi

“The trust of the innocent is the liar’s most useful tool.” -Stephen King   Somewhere out there in this great blue world of ours, across oceans and throughout time, there is a familiar face. Attached to this face is of course, a familiar person. This is a person that you

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Ickbarr Bigelsteine

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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