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  • Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
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    There are strange things in the world; many peculiar, unwonted (as well as unwanted) things. Things that make you cringe away, your hands gliding up and over your eyes as if your fingers could shield you from the problem. I am not writing of things like two-headed cows or Cyclops cats—I am spea...
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    I am in a cloud of white once again. I reach up, because I know it isn’t a cloud, but a hospital bed. The sheet pushes away, and I see that I am on an operating table, and there is a tray of knives and scalpels. My hand twitches toward the tray, wanting the pain, wanting the end. But Devin is sudd...
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    It’s strange to think about all of the things that we find beautiful. For instance, a single drop of blood, glistening on a pallet of white snow, or wide blue eyes, glazed and shining, staring blankly up at the cloudy grey sky without really seeing anything, or even a city, up ablaze in the night,...
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    Coloring pages Spread out across the table An inviting view Even for the cat That sheds long hairs onto the crayons Splayed out for display The ghost of a man lays slumped In a cushioned chair Faded eyes trained on another memory Three small girls Scrambling to seize The waxy color of the...
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    “Are you scared?” I can see that Devin is. His knuckles are bright white as he grips my hand, and for a moment, I want to lie. I want to say that no, I’m not scared. I’m brave. I can do this. So can you. But I can’t. Even though he needs courage to do this, I can’t lie to him. I...
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    Victoria Peeves stared unblinkingly at the knife, her eyes wide and disbelieving. “You ain’t supposed to have that,” she whispered fearfully, her pupils darting back and forth. “Put it back, Em! You ain’t s’posed to have it!” “Shut up,” I whispered back, “Do you want to g...
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    Kelsey didn’t believe in ghost stories. They were false and full of nonsense—at least, this is what Kelsey’s father told her, and she believed him. After all, Kelsey’s father was a very important person, and he knew quite a lot. He was a professor. When Kelsey was told at a very young age...
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    “Tell me, Jenny. You can trust me.” I look up, right into the penetrating eyes of Dr. Jim Frank. He had bright, bright blue eyes, hair that he constantly flicked off of his face, and a pointed chin. Jim is young for his job; only about seven years older than I, and in his early twenties. My m...
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    Shadows stretch across Your bedroom wall And you press against your bedframe Is that scratching? That couldn’t be talking? Your hands scramble And fumble Trying to find a light But the switch is across the room And your flashlight laying by the door And you can’t move You are filled w...
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    He is your master at the bell He owns your very mind She makes your heart become so quick She hides the truth from sight With fright'ning speed he bites your mind With sharpened teeth and claws She lures you into your own grave With dreams come from your heart But he controls you with...

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