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Chapter Four The Other Twin

Chapter Four The Other Twin

A Chapter by Christian Lebron


Abegail began to shed tears and her pupilswidened into a shining bronze color, giving her a immoral look. "You will pay. FOR EVERYTHING! She took..
The Bundaleer Throne

The Bundaleer Throne

A Poem by David Lewis Paget


We live out at Bundaleer in A cabin, in the bush, Where the air is so much cleaner, And there's little need to rush, We have pigs and sheep and ch..
~ The Phantoms

~ The Phantoms

A Story by


~ Are you sure to cross the street?
Joviality

Joviality

A Poem by Aethereal


All about those things that get in the way of joviality.
Dancing With Phantoms

Dancing With Phantoms

A Poem by A Poet Named Garit


I kinda just wanna add this to "A Bad Day" but idk if it would fit cause theyre both written pretty similarly. I feel like this is "A Bad Day"+"Spider..
Shortcut through Fisher Park

Shortcut through Fisher Park

A Story by New Identity


A shortcut home turns out to be a haunting mistake. The painting used for this story, was actually inspired by this story.
Dead Raiser

Dead Raiser

A Book by Charleen Langley


After a drunk driver crashes into the car Ivy and her mother were inside, Ivy's life was turned upside down. If she's to survive, she must learn that ..
House Of Nothings

House Of Nothings

A Poem by Anna Dragon


I am down the boggy mud, muck and mirethere a chimney smokes never lit by a fire.And inside the dark, between the moss woodthere sits my house where i..
Haunted

Haunted

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


HauntedbyMichael R. BurchNow I am hereand thoughts of my past mistakes are my brethren.I am witheringand the sweetness of your memory is like a tear.G..
SOMETHING IS IN MY ROOM

SOMETHING IS IN MY ROOM

A Poem by Quickbeam


Experiences from my childhood, living in a dusty Victorian house.
Sometimes the Dead

Sometimes the Dead

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Sometimes the Deadby Michael R. BurchSometimes we catch them out of the corners of our eyes:the pale dead.After they have fledthe gourds of their bodi..
Oh, the Horror! (Vampire Poetry)

Oh, the Horror! (Vampire Poetry)

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Oh the Horror! (Vampire Poetry)Pale Though Her EyesbyMichael R. BurchPale though her eyes,her lips are scarletfrom drinking of blood,this child, this ..
Sometimes the Dead (revised)

Sometimes the Dead (revised)

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Sometimes the DeadbyMichael R. BurchSometimes we catch them out of the corners of our eyes --the pale dead.After they have fledthe gourds of their bod..