Stories

Each morning when I wake up and look out my window, that's when I see it.

Incident report regarding a nuclear test that went haywire. Incident report read by private investigator Judith Grey.

I have been stuck here for a day. Stuck in my own room with no sign of escape.

I once heard that birds can remember faces of humans so that they can discern who has been kind towards them and those who haven't.

Around a year ago, I had this nightmare that has dug itself into my memory.

My friends had told me that the basement of the old school was haunted. Of course I didn't believe them, but they insisted that they had seen a ghost whistling at them from the dark.

I keep scrubbing and scrubbing, but they never get clean.

I've seen you before, stranger.

A lonely night, on the day before Christmas Eve, old Mr Hopsworth sat enjoying his meal all alone in his mansion. Devouring chicken, cheese, potatoes, and herbs. All to satiate his hungry heart. Yet no matter how much he ate, he couldn't fill the hollow in his heart. Leaving friends and family, old Mr Hopsworth was so very alone.

Crawling under the fleshy walls of the skin.