Horror Stories

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My reflection smiles more than I do

It’s no secret that I drink. My friends will make jokes like “your idea of a balanced diet is a beer in both hands”. I’ll laugh with them, but I don’t miss their pitying smirks. When I’m out, I’m out to have a good time though, and when I’m in… well either way, it...

Putin doesn’t like my father

I don’t know if this is the right place to post this, but none of my friends will listen to me anymore and I don’t know who else to tell. I don’t have any ghost sightings to report, and there aren’t any monsters under my bed, but I’m not afraid of that sort of thing....

She looks like a future victim #YouToo

How do killers and rapists choose their next victim? Does it have to do with some repressed childhood memory, fueling a blind hatred toward a particular type of person? Or is it just something they see in the moment: the shape of a body or her pretty face stirring the...

Clowns must not frown

When you made the worst mistake of your life, did you know it at the time? Or not until later? I don't think my wife could have known what would happen when she hired clowns for my daughter's birthday party, but that doesn't make it any easier to bear. “Did you ever...

Trapped between life and death

Eternity is the worst thing about being a ghost. I guess it’s the worst thing about being dead too, but I don’t suppose you’d really mind. Nothing will ever get better for me, although I don’t see how it could get worse either. I’m simply here: seeing but never seen,...