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House Arrest. Short Story.

Fred moved around the room slowly, counting under his breath as he went. The library itself was large with book cases coving the wall. The windows were stained glass blues, reds and yellows all depicting awful, terrifying scenes. One showed … Continue reading

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The House. Short Story.

Brad grabbed his phone from his pocket, he opened the lock screen and went into the music app, he pressed play then skipped a few songs. He looked up from his phone, he had been lost in his thoughts before … Continue reading

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Vacation. Short Story.

“I think…I think someone is out there.” “Oh ha-ha John, stop being a dick. We both know there’s nothing out there. You tried that the last time too remember?” “Yeah, no I know, and I was joking then but I’m … Continue reading

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Truce. Short Story.

Shelly yawned, somewhere inside the house there was a loud scream, Shelly rolled her eyes and turned up the TV a little more. A second scream came, even louder. “I’m trying to watch TV.” A third scream, almost in defiance, … Continue reading

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Open House. Short Story.

James opened the cupboard and sighed, already nearly half the food was gone and he had only gone shopping the two days before. He closed it, “Damn fairies.” He saw something flit by in the corner of his eye, he … Continue reading

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For Sale. Short Story.

Jacob stepped out of his car, the house wasn’t exactly as he remembered, but it was close. The grass was longer now, weeds were sprouting everywhere, the house looked weathered but cared for. It needed a lick of paint and … Continue reading

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The Jackson Brothers. Short Story.

Marvin looked at the road as he walked passed the house. That was the easiest way to get by, head down, don’t look. They might yell, they might even throw something at him, but as long as he kept moving … Continue reading

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