Wicked Weekend Shorts (WWS): Crow's Feet

Honestly, weekends seem to be getting shorter as I have gotten older, like Wicked Short. So, with the muse of these heinous excuses for days of rest, Wicked Weekend Shorts (WWS) will be another series of weekly posts debuting Saturday and/or Sunday for your reading pleasure with the exception of this post. 2,289 more words


#Unblessed: A Scary Story Told 140 Characters At a Time

The following Tweets were posted between 3:05 and 3:20 AM on Friday April 29, 2016. They were geotagged along the bank of the Mississippi in Minneapolis Minnesota, between Central Avenue and the Stone Arch Bridge. 962 more words


Bedtime (Go to sleep)

Bedtime is supposed to be a happy event for a tired child; for me it was terrifying. While some children might complain about being put to bed before they have finished watching a film or playing their favorite video game, when I was a child, night time was something to truly fear. 4,112 more words

Creepy Stories

Day 131: Pareidolia

For as long as he could remember, Eric saw Faces.

He saw them in shadows, mostly. The shadow of the moon peered down at him with black eyes against a pale Face. 928 more words


The Online Story That Fucked Me Up More Than Any Other

One of my favorite hobbies is reading scary/creepy/disturbing stories to fuck with myself.  The World Wide Web guarantees that you’ll find at least a few tales that will stick with you (and not exactly in the good way).   479 more words



Listening to the silence drumming in my ears

the sounds of nothing, humming and droning

a perpetual dread.

A lonely song.

It has a sense of tranquility, really… 115 more words


The Story

Once there was a girl who was playing in her hideout. She saw a book. “What’s this,”she said quietly. The book was called “THE STORY “. 109 more words