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I watched the black and pregnant clouds for what seems like hours, praying they would not burst. Read more »
When my son screamed for his Dad, I rushed up the stairs and flung open his bedroom door. Read more »
My latest girlfriend wants me to asphyxiate her, a fetish I don’t find appealing. Now, don’t take latest to mean that I’m some sort of man-whore, I’m not. I’m just having trouble finding the right woman. Read more »
When I met my husband, Stuart, he lavished me with jewellery and attention. He was strong, but gentle, he treated me like a princess. Read more »
I fingered the last piece of the puzzle in my hand that completed the picture, finished the jigsaw. Read more »
I sat, with my arms crossed, in the ice cold cabin, trying not to shiver, trying to stay brave for my son. I could see his breath freeze as it left his mouth, but I could not see his face, he hung his head. Read more »
Handwriting can give away a lot about a person, their state of mind at the time, their emotions, even their intelligence. Read more »
I hear the moans at my door and the scratching. They are stupid, but strong; I hope the locks are strong enough. Read more »
“And this little piggy cried…” I proclaimed. Read more »
I contemplate my life as I lay in the hospital bed. I know these are my last days.
*Do I regret anything?*
I was bodyguard to the president before his impeachment, after that an enforcer for the mob. I guess, that is what I am most known for, and maybe that is what I regret.
“How do you feel today?” the man asked as he closed the door behind him.
I do not recognise him, he clothes are not that of a doctor’s.
“As best Read more »
“We read about it in books and saw it in movies,” the Newscaster said into the camera, “One year ago today TakeMeSomewhere became the first company to bring the teleportation to the masses.” Read more »
In the darkened room I approached the curtains, seeing the flashing lights strobe the walls. An ambulance, followed by three patrol cars neared the house. Read more »
“You’re going to die tonight!”
That is a text message you can take several different ways. You can panic, especially if it was from an unknown number. You can scoff at it. Or you can ignore it. Read more »
I have obsessive compulsive disorder. I’m not a germaphobe or a checker, I just really hate odd numbers. It’s hard to explain, I just don’t feel right and I have to rectify it. I see one shoe on the floor, I have to find the other before the anxiety becomes unbearable. I buy food in pairs. I have two cars, even though I only use one. Read more »
I took the drugs to allow me to escape the depressing life I made for myself. A combination of bad decisions and lack of a father figure brought me here. Read more »
My uncle died recently.
Our family is close, closer than usual in a day of social media and distances pulling apart fragile relationships so all that’s left is a phone call on holidays and birthdays. Read more »
We have this new guy at work. He’s not said a word to anyone outside the meetings he has with his boss. He’s a web developer. He’s given a specification document, dons his headphones and just taps away. Read more »
I looked at the face staring back at me in the mirror and sighed. Its leathery skin made me look old. The holes for eyes appeared like they were cut by a maniac; no that will not do at all. Read more »
Chilling Tales for Dark Nights have teamed together with David Cummings of The No Sleep Podcast to release Drinking Games on YouTube. Read more »
I’m a people watcher; a hobby that lends itself to a barista such as me. The coffee shop I run looks out on main street, a typical urban carriageway; large glass windows frame the human traffic passing. It was from here that I watched a daily ritual performed by a regular customer, just a sweet bit of charity, but now I wish I hadn’t. Read more »
This has just happened, I want to get this down as quick as possible, while it is fresh in my mind. Read more »
I put my food on the table and the doorbell rang. I breathed a deep sigh and clenched my jaw. I closed the door behind me and made my way to the front of the house. Read more »
When the rains came, they didn’t yield for weeks. Gallons of water fell, turning the roads into rivers and basements into tanks. I watched from the top of the stairs into the dark room beneath the house, hearing the water rush in, destroying everything we’d kept down there. Read more »