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- Bobby Brady and the Psychedelic Sewage Tankby Saint GarionBobby Brady and the Psychedelic Sewage Tank by Saint Garion * 3 Pages An old one toothed dirty bastard was walking down the street, he noticed a little boy sitting on the sidewalk. He seemed to be very sad by the look on his face, his hands on his knees, his head resting ever so slightly on them. “Hello young fella, how are you this…
- After Deathby Hywel GriffithsChapter 1: The Scouts -Strange – 13 Pages – Victor Our horses burst from the woods, hooves pounding against the soil and throwing up the turf in thick chunks. My mount had been spurred with a shout to drive her onwards, to carry me as I duck and dodge the branches that whip past and, on occasion, sting at my flesh. Her eyes are wide…
- Sandcastlesby Will Shadbolt-Strange – 11 Pages – This story begins in the age of myth. It was a time when demons haunted nights, mushrooms housed gnomes, and knights fought dragons. I wasn’t just Anthony, I was Sir Anthony. I had just begun the fourth grade at a new elementary school. My dad drove me over in the morning when he wasn’t too hung over and after school…
- Paranormal Storyby Alan Smith-Strange – 4 Pages – This concerns one night some considerable time ago and is a true story. Locations are accurate, only my name is true, the others have been changed for protective purposes. I was driving home after a night out with my friends. I was 17 then, I had just passed my driving test that day, 17th December 1968, 2:15 on a Tuesday…
- Only On Jupiterby Ed BreadOnly on Jupiter by Ed Bread -Strange – 5 Pages – Mistakes happen. I left the heater on. It was my fault. I admit it. No one was hurt. At least I have that on my side. So, while the cops and judges and whoever sort the details, I’m forced to live out here in Arizona with my Uncle Proosteau. None of my friends or…
- A Lady Named Melvin and a Boy Named Sueby Randy BoneA Lady Named Melvin and a Boy Named Sue by Randy Bone [The following is an actual, unedited “conversation” with an artificial intelligence chat bot. The bot’s responses have been rendered in bold and italics.] There once were three beautiful ladies. Interesting! Is there anything else you would like to share about these ladies or is there a specific question you have in mind? The…
- The Gray of the Streetsby S. E. CostardThere was a little girl with thin knees that sat in the back of the stage, behind the curtains, where the audience couldn’t see her, watching the dancer with rapt attention. The dance was slow and beautiful, and the poor little girl, for poor she was with thin, dirty rags for clothes and a thin, dirty rag for rubbing the floor with in her poor…
- Communionby Dan EricssonCommunion, by Dan Ericsson There was nothing. Then there was Irving. The booth which he inhabited had not existed until he sat there. When he left, so would the table, the upholstered benches and the dessert advertisement. It would slide from reality to his memory, trapped until someone else sat there. The same went for Irving’s sandwich. When he bit it, it was reality. And…
- A Little Bit of Dirt Never Hurt Anyoneby P.S. GiffordA little bit of dirt never hurt anyone By P.S. Gifford Wallace Montgomery slumped at his kitchen table dressed in nothing more than grayish white boxer shorts. The girth of his behind overflowed on the wicker chair. In front of him were three empty “big boy” frozen breakfast containers. The stink of putrefaction that permeated his kitchen had been softened by the scent of imitation…
- Confessions of a Professional Defuser [excerpt]by Randy BoneConfessions of a Professional Defuser by Randy Bone Thought bombs are carefully designed psychological viruses routinely implanted into our heads from a very young age through the schools and later through the media. The powerful devious minds behind it all call it “inoculation”. Which is ironic you see because what they are inoculating against are ideas. They know they can’t ever completely control everybody’s thinking. …
- TOLD YOU SOby Steve WilkinsI Told You So by Steve Wilkins -Strange – 3 Pages – Penfold Stekins (or Smiley as he was known, or rather had been known, to his close friends) had no idea whether it was night or day. No idea of the date. No idea of anything much really. He only knew one thing. Spiders. He had been saying for what seemed an age. “Beware…
- Tracy Tenchinsby Paul StevenTracy Tenchins by Paul Steven The pedals of the push bike turned slowly as a u-nail spun violently past Sparrow’s left ear.”Come on mooovvveee,” screamed Sparrow pushing down harder on the pedals, his teeth baring like a mad rabid dog. It was no use, the gears were stuck in third. Sparrow could hear the shrills of the chasing pack behind him. His heart skipped a…
- Spaceby Randy BoneSpace. I remember when there used to be lots of it, back when there was still enough room to stretch out and to breathe and to run and jump and play. Room enough for people to be alone. But not anymore. That was all before The Catastrophe. Name’s Anus. Hugo Anus, Jr. to be exact. I was in heating and air conditioning before TC (we…
- Five Tiny Dwarves, a Circle, a Cat, and the Girl Who Saw it Allby Jake Cordova– Strange – 4 Pages – Part I The little girl found a nice place in the grass and sat down near the stream. The sun was setting and the faint smell of a forest fire filled her nostrils. “A full moon!” she said aloud, smiling at the sky. As she watched the giant, pale circle move slowly across the sky she caught glimpse of…
- The Bell Towerby Submitted by GuestOur story begins deep in the heart of Terrebonne High, where a dark secret lies, waiting for a not-so-bright student like Marsha Johnson to come along and knock at its door. Many years ago some strange events happened at this high school. Please come with me now as I describe to you the story of the ghost of the fourth floor. Marsha liked to think…
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June 15, 2003by Emily Keburis 2 pages “Get rid of her Justin, it’s your only way out! Otherwise you might get caught, and we can’t let that happen, now can we?” said…
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