My great-grandmother lived alone up in the mountains at her cabin. Her husband was dead, so she was there all alone. She only had one companion, and that was her loving dog. They both adored…
Disturbing
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My name isn’t important. Who I am isn’t important. The only thing that matters is a single question. Read it carefully, then read it again. Is it better to live a tortured existence, or to…
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“In the summer of 1987, it was there that my best friend and I did something unspeakable.” Teenage friends have a strong bond. They can dare each other to do dangerous things, all in the…
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It started with a single hair in my soup. My girlfriend loves cooking, so I figured it must’ve been one of hers, but it was too long. Too long to be mine, either. “Weird,” she…
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Jenny and I had been friends for a very long time. We first met each other in elementary school, and we knew each other’s parents very well. We later even ended up going to the…
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I used to see it all the time working at the hospital, but I didn’t think I’d ever have to identify it anywhere else: she wasn’t on her meds, and she needed them. I had…
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Hi there, I have Schizophrenia. I would tell you my name, but let’s not kid ourselves; you already know everything about me just based on that first sentence, don’t you? Why, I’ll bet you’ve got…
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Ventriloquism is a dying art. I’ve watched its popularity rot to the point of stagnation. We once walked amongst the greatest entertainers in the world, yet now we are mocked for our childish and boring…
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You may have read the popular creepypasta called The Russian Sleep Experiment. Here comes its spiritual sister-in-law, The Arkansas Sleep Experiments, a new creepypasta less than ten days old. By now some of the elements…
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The man scurried around the marble island centered within the quaint kitchen. The floral walls that surrounded him were tinted yellow from smoke. The grey island was covered in a variety of spices and knives.…