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I Don't Know What It Was

I Don't Know What It Was

A Story by Izzy Psychs


This is actually a true recount of something I experienced in the woods outside of my house. It might sound fake to someone, but this is what I rememb..
Inferno

Inferno

A Poem by Jordyn


Just a small free-verse poem I wrote. :P Warning: Pretty depressing.
Lessons From Ghosts

Lessons From Ghosts

A Poem by brotherhumbled


Initially a verse from a contest poem.
A small falling business

A small falling business

A Story by crowcapital


A business that comes around only once in your life. That may not be true but it is close enough.
The Woods Where Children Die

The Woods Where Children Die

A Poem by Dominik D. Ravens


The images we see, no matter how unaffiliated we are to them, sabotage our subconscious and haunt us.
THE HAUNTING OF HAMPTON HOTEL

THE HAUNTING OF HAMPTON HOTEL

A Book by bronteb


A group of NYU college students spend their summer vacation in the Hamptons away from the city and stay at the Hampton Hotel. But strange noises and v..
We Have Mourned Weightless Corpses

We Have Mourned Weightless Corpses

A Poem by Dominik D. Ravens


What does it mean to be dead? If you found out that all this time, you were dead, what would you do?
An Etude of Love and Loss

An Etude of Love and Loss

A Story by Oregano Joe


Two halting lovers meet to find that old memories and harsh feelings have not diminished, but time must move on.
Palaces Built for Ghosts

Palaces Built for Ghosts

A Story by Seth Armstrong


A story of love and loss.
When the Ghosts Come Around

When the Ghosts Come Around

A Poem by Miss Fedelm


A poem for late fall.
The Haunted Hotel (A Halloween Story)

The Haunted Hotel (A Halloween Story)

A Story by Demetri J


Everyone's favorite teenage detective, J DeMarcus, spends Halloween investigating the mysterious ghost sightings at the Troy family's new hotel.
Chapter 5

Chapter 5

A Chapter by Rayner Ramsay


Steven has entered Silent Hill, and must now try to find his brother.But as we all know, things in that town are a lot different than most believe.
Help Us

Help Us

A Poem by Peggy Olson


The girls that hurt ourselves for boys.

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