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		<title>By the Light of the Firefly</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 28 Apr 2026 21:13:50 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When I was a boy, I lived with my mother in an old house in Georgia. It was small, and most parts of it were fairly worn, but the asking price was low, and we needed a home. It wasn’t all bad, though. The place...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Interdimensional Noodles</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 03 Apr 2026 22:43:16 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Lyndsay found her mother Tina in the kitchen and said she had found noodles from another dimension in the basement. She said it plainly, with no sign that she thought anything about it was strange. She was holding a plastic horse in one hand and...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Demon in the Dark</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 03 Apr 2026 22:10:43 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Vicky and Kevin Chandler woke to a crash from down the hall, followed by the sharp clang of toy cymbals and a heavy thump that shook the wall. A second later, their son started screaming. By the time they reached Owen’s room, he had backed...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Mortuary in Memphis</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Mar 2026 19:45:02 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The following is a collection of letters and documents found by my family, all addressed to my great-great-great-grandfather. None are dated, nor are any properly signed. It can be assumed that they were written by someone after his time at the University of Memphis, due...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Limb</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Mar 2026 17:07:15 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Crickets — about what I expected from Em, but tonight, they were literal, and all around us. Finally, though, she spoke up: “How am I supposed to see him if he’s in it?” she asked, pressing that tiny, wrinkled face of hers into the binoculars and gritting...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Scream</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Feb 2026 17:11:30 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I’ve been planning this project for three years. A syndicate of investors have already provided the $200,000 in capital I needed. Why? Because I promised them a 250% return on their money. Suckers. You see, I know where I can get my hands on one...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Broken Toys</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Dec 2025 18:19:04 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I walked as quietly as I could down the corridor. Each traitorous step sounding as thunderous as my heart beat. The blood on my hands—once hot like the silent tears running down my face—was now cold. “Children,” a croaking voice said from the darkness. “Are...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Another Small Burn</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Nov 2025 21:36:18 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Carlos became aware of the damp brick against his back, cold and rough through the thrift-store parka. He opened his eyes, grateful that the rain had stopped, but unsure how long he’d been out. No dreams, thankfully. It must not have been long; the last...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Document1</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Sep 2025 15:46:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The glow of the screen has beckoned me and I have answered its call. It’s the middle of the night and I am compelled to walk downstairs, still rubbing sleep from my eyes, and sit down at my desk. The screen is on, a writing...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Thing on Crutches</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Aug 2025 02:09:50 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Alone in the drafty old wing of his family’s farmhouse, a young boy awakens to a strange rhythm echoing through the night. At first faint, the sound builds into something deliberate, something that doesn’t belong—and it’s moving closer. Isolated from the rest of his family, he finds himself the only one who can hear it, trapped in a place where history may not be entirely at rest. A chilling tale of childhood fear, lingering memories, and the terrifying intimacy of being singled out by the unknown.]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Vinny and the Skinwalker: The Worst Baseball Trip of My Life (A Vinny Pastorelli Story)</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 01 Aug 2025 01:34:01 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Aight, lemme tell ya about the time my Uncle Mauricio tried to take me to a baseball game in Pittsburgh and instead almost got us murdered by a goddamn skinwalker in the woods of Pennsylvania. Now, I know what you’re thinkin’: “Vinny, what in the...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Bloody Mary and the Sleepover from Hell (A Vinny Pastorelli Story)</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 01 Aug 2025 00:30:22 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Ayy, lemme ask ya somethin’. You ever look back on your teenage years and think, “Wow, how the hell did I survive bein’ that stupid?” ‘Cause that was me—fifteen years old, sittin’ cross-legged on a musty basement carpet, watchin’ my idiot friend Marcel freakin’ Lugosi...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Bloodsucker 5K (A Vinny Pastorelli Story)</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 31 Jul 2025 23:51:21 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Ayy, listen up. You ever witness somethin’ so brain-dead, so cosmically moronic, you gotta pause mid-bite of your bacon egg ‘n cheese and wonder if maybe—just maybe—you accidentally mixed up your arthritis pills with your Uncle Tony’s “secret stash?” Yeah? That was me last weekend...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Gargoth the Destructor vs. Gym Class: A New York Nightmare (A Vinny Pastorelli Story)</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 31 Jul 2025 23:44:10 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[So there I am, sittin’ in this greasy spoon off 9th and Flatbush—real classy joint, the kind where the silverware sticks to the table and the coffee’s strong enough to melt paint. I got half a plate of eggs in front of me, cold as...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Teddy&#8217;s Lament</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2025 14:55:06 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Based on True Events]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[I’ve been in therapy for a while, struggling to come to terms with events that happened during my childhood. To face them head-on, my therapist recommended writing down everything I can remember about that time of my life. Just to get it out of the...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The House on Black Hollow Road</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Mar 2025 13:00:37 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[On the last night of summer, three teenage boys dare each other to enter the infamous Crowder House, an abandoned mansion with a sinister reputation. What starts as a simple test of courage quickly turns into a fight for survival when they discover that something inside is watching them—something that doesn’t need eyes to see. As the walls close in and reality distorts, they must find a way out before they become just another story whispered about in the dark. A chilling tale of fear, unseen horrors, and the price of curiosity.]]></description>
		
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		<title>Why You Can’t Talk to the Dead</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Jan 2025 17:00:44 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My aunt was a con artist, and she learned from the best – her father. Grandpa never made it big, but he lived for the game. Staying under the radar was probably what made sure he never did get caught. Not once. He was so...]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>The Night I Met the Dogman</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Jan 2025 17:00:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Nature and the Outdoors]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[Raised on tales of the Michigan Dogman, a lifelong hunter dismisses the stories as mere folklore—until one fateful winter night in the remote woods. What begins as a peaceful morning hunt turns into a terrifying confrontation with a creature beyond understanding. As the familiar forest becomes a landscape of fear, he must rely on every ounce of his skill and instinct to face a predator straight out of legend. A gripping exploration of survival and the unseen dangers that lurk in the wild, this story will make you question what’s watching in the darkness.]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Cutting Through the Door</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Jan 2025 17:00:04 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Aliens, Abductions, and Extraterrestrials]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[Trapped aboard a starship under siege by relentless alien invaders, Pvt. Edmund and Commander Rathburne must rely on their wits, willpower, and each other to survive. With time running out and danger closing in, the two soldiers face an impossible challenge: breach an impenetrable door while fending off a relentless horde. A gripping tale of desperation and sacrifice, this story plunges you into the heart of a fight for survival in the cold, unforgiving void of space.]]></description>
		
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		<title>I Took a Walk for Seven Years</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Dec 2024 17:00:51 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[It was August 9, 2010. I was thirty-eight years old. My oldest daughter, Avis, was twelve, and the younger pair, my twins Joanne and John, were nine. I’d been married for fifteen years. I worked at an insurance firm. And every Sunday, while my wife...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Yams of the Damned</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Nov 2024 17:00:45 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Thanksgiving. My least favorite time of year, a holiday dedicated to the ancient art of overeating in the name of familial “bonding.” But this year, for the second time in a row, I was the poor sap hosting, and let me tell you, I was...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Heat Pyramid</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Oct 2024 16:00:02 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Some things you see, you can’t unsee, no matter how hard you try. I’ve spent months replaying that afternoon in my head, asking myself if it was even real. But every time I close my eyes, I remember Donovan—what happened to him. How fast it...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Anniversary</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 20 Oct 2024 16:00:32 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[June smiled at her reflection in the hotel mirror, her skin glistening from the shower. It was their second anniversary, and she was in a good mood as she prepared to surprise her husband. She had been planning this since he’d told her that work...]]></description>
		
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		<title>For the Good of the People</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 06 Oct 2024 16:00:47 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Think they’re gonna hear us c-c-c-coming?” “You’re the loudest of us all, Joe, dragging that bum leg of yours.” Joe tried to keep the volume down — it seemed deafening in the quiet night air -– but he continued to kick up gravel as he...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Novel of the Iron Maid</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Oct 2024 16:00:50 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I think the most extraordinary event which I can recall took place about five years ago.  I was then still feeling my way; I had declared for business, and attended regularly at my office, but I had not succeeded in establishing a really profitable connection,...]]></description>
		
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		<title>May it Be</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Apr 2023 19:00:02 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Reverend and Mrs. Decan, the doctor will see you now.&#8221;, the receptionist announced. &#8220;Thank you, Melissa. Tell your mother that green bean casserole was delicious.&#8221; &#8220;I will, Reverend.&#8221; The receptionist replied, glancing up while shuffling through the mess of paperwork that blanketed her small desk....]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Real Pinball Wizard</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 15 Oct 2022 16:00:11 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Eight months ago, my life changed forever. I couldn’t tell you what the weather was like that day, what I had for breakfast, or even the first song I heard on the radio before I left the house. In fact, I can’t honestly remember any...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Tooth Fairy</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Aug 2022 16:00:58 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[For the first time in his short life, Tommy had seen – no – Tommy had been given a magical gift -a miracle. The items themselves weren’t that special – two quarters and a piece of bubble gum &#8211; it was the fact of them,...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Oak Gate</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Aug 2022 16:00:05 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Excluding some tropical species, such as coconut and banana trees, no tree can survive long without branches.  And yet, defying all explanation, I saw a pair of branchless oak trees in the summer of 2015. When I use the word “branchless”, I’m not referring to...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Night Coach</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Aug 2022 16:00:17 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[For context, I am a middle-aged man who lives on the outskirts of Parbold, a small English village.  My house is the only one on a long, winding country road, but it does have a bus stop.  From my bedroom window, I can see it...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Stumper’s Secret</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Jul 2022 16:00:18 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The man entered his front door to the melody of groaning hinges and his weary footsteps. He shut the door and set his keys on the kitchen table, the weight of his nine-to-five responsibilities melting away as he did. The front door of his home...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Don’t Be Late</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 16 Jul 2022 16:00:55 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“I’m late.  I’m late for a very important date.  No time to say hello, goodbye, I’m late, I’m late, I’m …..” – The White Rabbit from Alice in Wonderland “…laaate!” thought Bryan as he sped from his third-floor apartment.   He pressed the down button at...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Renewal</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 07 Jul 2022 16:00:28 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My friends Kev and Nat were about to celebrate their fourteenth anniversary and wanted it to be something special, so after a few months of indecision, I made the suggestion they renew their vows. “We’ve done that before though!” Kev told me. “Hmm, but have...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Join Me by the Fire</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Jun 2022 16:00:14 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I’m glad you are here.  Beside this fire.  Isn’t this nice?  How often do we, as humans, have a chance to take a moment?  Just a moment to pause and look around.  Especially beside the fire. As a child, I loved sitting by a campfire. ...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Idle Thoughts</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 11 Jun 2022 16:00:21 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[As a kid, I read a ton of sci-fi.  Pulp stuff, real trash, most of it, but it inspired me.  It told me that there were things out there to be discovered, that there were new worlds to open up.  No matter how far we’d...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Happy Birthday</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Jun 2022 16:00:44 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Today’s my birthday.  That’s not generally something I bring up.  I don’t celebrate it.  Almost no one knows when it is, and I like it that way. I don’t like being put on the spot.  I don’t like the falseness of people wishing me a...]]></description>
		
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		<title>To Have and To Hold</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Jun 2022 16:00:12 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I was supposed to be at my friend’s wedding this weekend.  And the thing is, maybe I was there?  Only I’m pretty sure it was canceled.  I went to the bride’s funeral.  But—let me back up. I knew both Aldin and Petra from college.  They...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Under Construction</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Jun 2022 16:00:58 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I thought it was just like any other construction zone.  It looked the same: same cones, same signs, same trucks.  And honestly, if people would learn how to drive, I probably never would have noticed any differently.  But people get stupid in the face of...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Murk</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Jun 2022 16:00:12 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Obadiah had forty different words for fog.  From his fishing shack on the waterfront, he watched various fogs come and go, ebbing and flowing around the town.  He needed every one of the words to describe the varied types that ran their blurry touch over...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Don’t Forget to Water the Plants</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2022 16:00:22 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Rosa lived alone.  Rosa had always lived alone.  Rosa had become late middle-aged; she never had a cat, though by looking at her, one would think that she had many cats.  She loved plants and gardening.  Rosa was not only an outside gardener; she prided...]]></description>
		
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		<title>A Lonely Call</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2022 16:00:18 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My brother Vincent died during Covid. He had choked in his bed, needing a ventilator we couldn’t afford, and I didn’t even know it until it was too late… He died on the top bunk, alone and struggling to breathe while I was out trying...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Craving You So Bad</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Apr 2022 16:00:50 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[This happened about six years ago, when I was spending some time in the big house for a few misdemeanors. In a way, this pushed me to get on the straight and narrow. I’ve never really given myself permission to talk about it, but my...]]></description>
		
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		<title>You Can’t Leave</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Apr 2022 16:00:33 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I had just sat down for my ride home on the late charter bus when I felt something odd under my seat.  It was like sitting on a lump; it wasn’t too big, but it was definitely uncomfortable. Instinctively I reached under to try and...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Our In-Flight Movie is Insane</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 12 Apr 2022 16:00:22 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[This isn’t really happening. This feels like some fucking Twilight Zone shit. I think the plane I’m on is going to crash. Maybe it should, though.  Maybe it would be better if we all died rather than let whatever the hell is aboard spread elsewhere....]]></description>
		
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		<title>Routine</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 09 Apr 2022 16:00:30 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I am a creature of habit.  I routinely do the same thing every day, and if there’s a break in my routine, I’m very sensitive to panic.  For example, if I am not having my dinner at 6:30 pm on the dot, I’m overcome with...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Invasion</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Apr 2022 16:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The procession of soldiers marched with the steady, even rhythm of blood pumping through an artery. Grim-faced and sure-footed, they were fueled by anticipation of the reward that awaited them: fresh territory laden with resources. But they felt little in the way of excitement. This...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Nocturnal Pursuits of the Elderly</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Mar 2022 16:00:16 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Saturday night. It seemed to take forever to come around. I can hardly bear it, my head buzzing like a kid on Christmas Eve, goosebumps dancing across my leathery skin. “Usual time, pet?” “Please, dear. And don’t forget to feed Alfred.” “Never do, dear. Never...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Hell Experiment</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2022 16:00:44 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My name is David.  For as long as I can remember, I couldn’t think of anything to be more ashamed of than my dad. I was a preacher’s son, you see, and my dad always made sure to make me feel awful about something in...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Kill Bot</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Mar 2022 17:00:37 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When the pandemic hit, I was sure that I would be out on the street before the end of the first month.  I work in a high-profile business, but most of us aren’t in a position to get unemployment.  The contracts they make us sign...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Highway to Hell</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Feb 2022 17:00:34 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“It’s 11:05 and you’re listening to WSAH 101.1 FM, Whittenberg’s classic rock for the discerning listener.  And since it’s after 11, the powers that be say, we’re allowed to take requests.  Soooo, if you’re so inclined give me a call at 221-867-9724…” * * *...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Tinsel Murders</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Jan 2022 17:00:44 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[People think true crime writing is a glamorous job. And it is when it isn’t swallowing you wholly into its dark heart. There’s an old true crime cliché – “the husband did it!” You know, ninety-nine times out of a hundred, the husband did do...]]></description>
		
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		<title>I’ve Got Your Nose</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 31 Dec 2021 17:00:43 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I could almost smell trouble coming. They knocked and I went to the large front window in the living room to see who it was.  I must have looked like the least possible threat ever with my little five-year-old feet in bunny rabbit slippers with...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Just Like Me</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Dec 2021 17:00:43 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“God is in me or else is not at all.” &#8211;Wallace Stevens “Not at all,” I said, “I don’t mind doing this.  In fact, I like it.” The doctor left the room. Tiny dots.  A Sunday afternoon in some nameless place.  Making tiny dots. You’d...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Special Patient Populations</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 29 Dec 2021 17:00:41 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[For the fourth building of Florida’s Leesburg Super-Geriatric Regional Medical Center, you have to go through a series of doors that require a badge, computerized vein recognition, and facial recognition from the security guard.  An overhanging sign greets you with the words Cogito ergo sum. ...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Stairwell</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 28 Dec 2021 17:00:40 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I sat watching the girls walk by.  This was my second week in Shanghai, my first time in Asia.  The girls looked like they were heading to funerals.  Their expressions, their clothing, their entire demeanor screamed death to me.  I had come from Montréal where...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Ambulance Means Walking, Christmas Means Dead</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Dec 2021 06:00:18 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My very first Halloween, I wasn’t on the schedule.  It was my first year as an EMT.  I had a calling, to attempt to resurrect the dead for minimum wage.  I was interested in the busy shifts, but apparently Halloween is one of those days...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Roadkill Run</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Dec 2021 17:00:08 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The road was long and winding, curling like a restless serpent through the thickly wooded foliage of the forest. Towering monumental trees marched ever so vigilantly alongside it, green and bristling, as if they were hairy green giant soldiers standing guard over the lonely strip...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Reappearance of the Brigantine Children</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Dec 2021 17:00:21 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[December 25th, 2018 was the worst day the town of Brigantine had seen since its founding. People call it the Christmas of the Lost.  My heart still stammers just writing about it. Hundreds of parents laid out gifts under their Christmas Trees the night before....]]></description>
		
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		<title>I’ve Started Sleepwalking</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Nov 2021 17:00:02 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When I first started sleepwalking, my wife mostly found it funny.  She stays up much later than I do in the evenings.  Apparently, I’ve started finding my way to her home office just down the hall from our bedroom.  If I can even remember these...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Faceless Dolls</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Nov 2021 17:00:58 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My mother and I used to live together in a large house on the crest of a hill.  We had a sitting room that overlooked the churchyard cemetery a short way down the road.  I rarely went into that room as a child because that’s...]]></description>
		
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		<title>In the Desert</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 13 Nov 2021 17:00:32 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[We trekked out into the middle of this desert to find solitude.  To “achieve greater introspective insight than we could have ever achieved in the real world,” as Jeff put it, was our goal.  When there is no wind and no sound besides your own...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Guess Who’s Coming for Dinner</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Nov 2021 17:00:10 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Growing up, my wife Rhea&#8217;s best friend in life was her brother Evan. Even with the age and gender difference, they were kindred spirits. Out of millions of genetic possibilities, somehow, they were born with the same mental framework. He taught her how to ride...]]></description>
		
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		<title>8 Matches</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Nov 2021 16:00:27 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Goddammit!” Doc wobbles a moment as pain flares up his ankle. Catching himself, he shifts and shakes his right foot, stomping it once and then again on the uneven dirt path, but the sharp ache persists. “You okay?” Tessa’s hushed voice asks from somewhere close-by....]]></description>
		
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		<title>How My Mother Lost Face During the Homeless Crisis (And How I Kept From Losing Mine)</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 15 Oct 2021 16:00:49 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[There was always a pretty big homeless problem where I grew up.  You’d see them with signs near off-ramps to the highway that asked for food or money, sometimes even in exchange for work.  They’d rove in small gangs downtown, picking through dumpsters, begging for...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Laser Lightshow of the Gods</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 12 Oct 2021 16:00:52 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When I was young, I spent a few years volunteering for a local natural science museum.  I worked my way up from general volunteer to reptile handler and eventually to the chemistry department doing all sorts of amazing experiments in live shows geared towards children. ...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Planted Seed in an Empty Nest</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Oct 2021 16:00:15 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[It was my wife Marion and I’s first Halloween season without our son, David. He passed away unexpectedly at the beginning of February. We had been married for most of our adult lives, and David was born right at the start. He was our baby,...]]></description>
		
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		<title>How Do You Get a Banjo Player off Your Porch?</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Sep 2021 16:00:01 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[There’s this joke that old-time musicians used to like to tell, but maybe now it’s only popular amongst us fiddlers: Q: How do you get a banjo player off your porch? A: You pay for your pizza. It’s just a bit of good-natured humor, but...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Drinking with Death</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Aug 2021 16:00:16 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[She left me. Of course, she did; I’d have left me, too. I stared woefully with bloodshot eyes at my reflection in my rearview mirror, the cragged cracks of age as plain as the fireball red nose on my face as I drove through the...]]></description>
		
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		<title>A Suicide Hotline Father&#8217;s Day</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Aug 2021 16:00:46 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Holidays can be one of the busiest times of year for mental health services; but especially so for suicide hotlines. This was my first year on duty; as last year they gave me the day off. We didn’t have that option this year, too short-staffed....]]></description>
		
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		<title>Better This Way</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Aug 2021 16:00:50 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Technology is changing at a rapid pace, so fast that some even say it’s frightening. I got a chance to experience this nightmare firsthand just a few weeks back when I was given the opportunity to test out a new autonomous vehicle for my company....]]></description>
		
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		<title>Five Years</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Aug 2021 16:00:46 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[1978 With headlights off and through the rain-lashed windscreen and blackness of the night, Don didn&#8217;t see the tree across his side of the road until it was nearly upon him.  He put his foot hard on the brake and instinctively yanked the steering wheel,...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Just Another Meeting</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Aug 2021 16:00:56 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I’m not sure if he knows how little respect I have for him. He leans back in his chair, slowly placing his hands behind his head—making a meal of it—as though what is to follow is going to bring him great pleasure.  The two rings...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Unconscious Objection</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Aug 2021 16:00:26 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I couldn’t sleep. I didn’t want to sleep. Sleep has eluded me for several days at this point, but to sleep is to give up and let guilt destroy me. That’s what I call it anyway, guilt. It was as plausible an explanation as any...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Spider-Eating Contest</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 25 May 2021 16:00:26 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[His teeth crunched into another handful of spiders. The pimple popping nature of their exploding abdomens under his gnashing teeth made Jay sick to his stomach. The way too audible sound of the popping didn’t help either. “Looks like that’s another five spiders, Jay! You’re...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The House with the Portrait</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 23 May 2021 16:00:40 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I recently bought a house in the country.  I wouldn’t quite call it a country estate, but if someone else did, I wouldn’t disagree with them, either.  The house covers a few thousand square feet, and it’s on 25 acres of land.  Honestly, it’s a...]]></description>
		
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		<title>This is Taylor</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 21 May 2021 16:00:52 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[911 gets three kinds of calls.  There’s the “someone needs help” call, obviously.  That’s the sort that most of our training deals with, and it’s the kind that everyone pictures first when they think of 911.  You could, if you wanted, subdivide these calls into...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Eternal Flame</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 20 May 2021 16:00:25 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I was seven years old when my brother Frank died in a fire. He was nineteen and a fireman and everything I ever wanted to be in the world. My parents told me that he’d died a hero, that he’d been inside a house saving...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Legos</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 13 May 2021 16:00:16 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I really, really hate Legos.  Their little nubs and sharp corners fit perfectly right into the center of the bottom of your foot, causing a stabbing agony that lingers for the rest of the day with every step.  I’d hoped I was done with them...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Stop Sign</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 11 May 2021 16:00:21 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[It was a late July night, and I once again found myself basking in the glow of my TV screen, a controller in one hand and a beer in the other. Empty pizza boxes, chip bags, and various other discarded remnants surrounded me as I...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Horse/8min</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 08 May 2021 16:00:11 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[It was an incredibly hot day when I heard the knock on my door.  One of those days where you close the blinds and crank the AC, trying to find relief in darkness.  It had been like that all week, each day growing more and...]]></description>
		
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		<title>What’s in My Mouth?</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 May 2021 16:00:43 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I flipped through the channels, eyes glazed over, not really seeing what was on the screen.  I was tired, a long workday behind me and an even longer one in front of me.  I considered going to bed, but didn’t want to bring on a...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Walter the Ghost</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Apr 2021 16:00:27 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Two months ago we moved into our new place.  It’s honestly amazing: huge property, beautiful forests, and an old barn out back that my wife Lydia hoped to remodel into a workshop.  She loves wood carving. We have two sons and a daughter.  Elliot is...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Doctor’s Notes</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Apr 2021 18:00:11 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I cannot share all the details of what happened on March 3rd, 2018.  As a doctor, I’m not allowed to share certain private details, so names have been changed, and I do not mention what hospital I worked at at the time.  There has to...]]></description>
		
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		<title>ItsYourFuneral.org</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 10 Apr 2021 16:00:23 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My name is Harry, and I’m dying. Less than a few weeks ago, I was in my car, sitting on a ledge.  Engine revved, looking toward the open lake.  I could hear geese calling out and looked toward the clouds to see they were breaking...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Hoarder House on Sycamore Lane</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 09 Apr 2021 16:00:22 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I could smell the stench of death before I even stepped out of my truck. In its glory days, this place was the jewel of the neighborhood, the American dream personified.  A sprawling two-story, three-bedroom house only a few miles from the beach. Looking at...]]></description>
		
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		<title>I Live Among Parasites</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 13 Mar 2021 17:00:22 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I’m alone now. They’re in the other room, eating. The dog. They’re eating the dog. They don’t even try to hide it from me.  I’m apparently so weak, I’m not a threat to them.  They hid it when the cops came by.  They broke out...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Babysitter</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Mar 2021 17:00:06 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The year was 1989.  The McCallisters had just moved to the small town of Northfield.  Todd McCallister had finally gotten his teaching license along with a job teaching history at the high school.  Maria was content to stay home with their two children: Alexis, a...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Bedtime Stories</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2021 17:00:15 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I was tucking my daughter into bed one night last week.  Normally, she’s a huge hassle to make go to bed, but that night she seemed actually eager to go to sleep.  I sat down in the chair beside her bed and asked her what...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Scariest Story in the World</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 21 Feb 2021 19:00:52 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Though the wind bellows fiercely across my face like the howl of a nameless beast, though the moon twists shadows into abyssal creatures and the gates of Hell within my companion’s eyes, I am not afraid. I will be, he promises, but not yet. You...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Where the Devil Keeps His Pets</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 21 Feb 2021 17:00:51 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The fire at my campsite was burning low when the stranger separated from the shadows to join me.  The collar of his long coat was turned up against the chill, and his bony fingers clutched a rough rope leash that extended behind him into the...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Town Not On Any Map</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 20 Feb 2021 19:00:08 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Take the I-87 north from Queensbury, Vermont.  Then the 28 up through North Creek. Keep going, if you want to take the route that I did.  You’ll pass right through the town that doesn’t exist on any map. My headlights probed the first of the...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Redemption for Murder</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 20 Feb 2021 17:00:49 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[You can blame it on the alcohol, but that wouldn’t make me feel any better.  People drink every day without killing someone.  Besides, if I’m being really honest here, I probably would have still killed him if I’d been sober. You can blame it on...]]></description>
		
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		<title>This Flower Only Grows From Corpses</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Feb 2021 17:00:48 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My wife lost her battle against breast cancer last month, leaving me alone to take care of our daughter, Ellie.  Every single night Ellie asks if Mom is going to tuck her in, and every night I have to beg her before she’ll let me...]]></description>
		
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		<title>A Cracked Life</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2021 17:00:46 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I was sixteen when I saw the first crack.  A jagged line, almost four feet long but less than an inch wide.  I found it by the sidewalk behind my house.  Not on the sidewalk—the crack was in the air, visible from every direction as...]]></description>
		
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		<title>An Old Man’s Last Secret</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Feb 2021 17:00:46 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My grandfather was 95 years old and not long for this world.  There was nothing but a mess of tubes and wires to tether him here with us.  It was difficult for him to speak, but each rasping whisper carried a severe weight that could...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Hell is Heaven to the Demons</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Feb 2021 17:00:45 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Justice isn’t blind.  If she cannot see, then it’s simply because she doesn’t care enough to look.  She turned away that dark night my sister was attacked where even the moon and stars must have hidden their faces in shame.  From all accounts, it was...]]></description>
		
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		<title>A Closed Door</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Feb 2021 17:00:55 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[He stood in front of the huge black Edwardian door awaiting an answer. The frosty morning air crept closer into his bones sending a shiver down his spine. He’d regretted that Christmas hair cut the minute the clippers touched his neck. His head now felt...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Inversion</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Feb 2021 17:00:04 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Last week, something happened in my house. Something I couldn’t believe and still am having a hard time believing. I don’t have an overactive imagination, and I don’t scare easy. I don’t believe in ghosts, aliens, the paranormal, and all the rest of the horror...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Mostly Void</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Feb 2021 17:00:49 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I don’t know why I’ve not been fully affected the same way my wife and child have. I don’t know why I can still remember, but I’m going to use what little time I have left to warn other people. My wife and I have...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Hair</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 21 Jan 2021 17:00:36 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The circumstances in which we found Ms. Kerry were unpleasant. She had been dead for just over a week by the time we were called out, though how much of the smell came from her decomposing body and how much was from the house she...]]></description>
		
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		<title>NOAA Has Discovered a Species of Humanoids Living in Our Oceans</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Jan 2021 17:00:10 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I know someone that works for NOAA. The disclosure rumors are 100% true, and the species in question is aquatic. I don’t expect anyone to believe me, and that’s fine. I know a lot of B.S. gets posted on the Internet for shits and giggles....]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Little Dentists</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2021 17:00:12 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I had my first trip to the dentist last week. I do mean first, too. I don&#8217;t think I ever went growing up. Mom said baby teeth didn&#8217;t matter since I was going to lose them anyway, and the little dentists would protect my permanent...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Slow and Steady</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 02 Jan 2021 17:00:10 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I bought a new house last month. It’s a lovely little place. It’s rustic, homey, remote—everything I wanted. The man I bought it from built it himself forty-five years ago. He told me that. He told me everything about it, from the depth of the...]]></description>
		
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		<title>A Fear of Silence</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2021 17:00:10 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Back in 1956, I signed up for a psych experiment in college. They had a float tank, one of those sensory deprivation chambers, and they needed people willing to be closed up in it. Easiest experiment in the world, as far as I was concerned....]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Old Grave</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 31 Dec 2020 17:00:11 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I’ve read that your hair and fingernails keep growing after you die. Then again, I’ve also read that that’s stupid, and that actually what happens is that your skin contracts, making your hair and nails look longer. That one always seemed more reasonable to me....]]></description>
		
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		<title>August Heat</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Dec 2020 17:00:15 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[PHENISTONE ROAD, CLAPHAM, August 20th, 19—. I have had what I believe to be the most remarkable day in my life, and while the events are still fresh in my mind, I wish to put them down on paper as clearly as possible. Let me...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Mystery of the Highball Mail</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Dec 2020 17:00:20 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[This is a story told to me by my dad about his dad, Julius Bentley, who worked as a conductor for the old Mid-Northern Railroad. My Grandpa was the conductor on a train called the Highball Mail back in the 1950s.  It was a train...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Second-Hand Criminal</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2020 17:00:50 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My brother Sean was ten years older than me. We lived with our parents in a place called Garland, Virginia which is 40 miles southwest of Washington, DC.  When Sean was in his teens, he and my parents didn’t get along at all, and after...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Dagon</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2020 17:00:32 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I am writing this under an appreciable mental strain, since by tonight I shall be no more. Penniless, and at the end of my supply of the drug which alone makes life endurable, I can bear the torture no longer; and shall cast myself from...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Thing That Stalks the Fields</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2020 17:00:18 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[It was a few weeks ago that the hay bales started creeping slowly away from the house. Every morning when I woke up, each had moved a few hundred feet from where it was before. I assumed it was pranksters with nothing better to do,...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Die Violently</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2020 17:00:09 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I was going to bed. I was tired, just like you’re supposed to be. I lay down, turned the light off, and closed my eyes. And then I waited. Just like I was supposed to. Falling asleep is a little like standing on the shores...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Sunlight</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2020 17:00:14 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I cupped my face in my hands and exhaled slowly, sweat dripping from flushed skin. My hair hung from my scalp like golden seaweed, swaying gently in the sun. I felt sick. The sun filtered in through the blinds like baked color, a slather of...]]></description>
		
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		<title>State of Decay</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2020 17:00:58 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[First her husband went, then all the flowers in the garden followed. I felt bad for her, you know? You try to be friendly in this neighborhood, get to know the people who live only a few feet away from you in any direction. You...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Suicide Sky</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2020 17:00:05 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[ENTRY 1 My name is Jason. I live in the suburbs of a small city on the east coast. I’m not sure I want to say where exactly. Something is happening and I think it’s important for me to write this down. I live alone...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Deer Pond</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2020 16:00:05 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I lie on my bed, staring at my sliding glass door. It was late, probably well past midnight. I couldn’t sleep. That seemed to be a recurring issue ever since I moved into my new apartment two weeks ago. It was a small studio apartment,...]]></description>
		
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		<title>My Therapist Wants Me to Kill Myself</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2020 16:00:18 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Maybe the world would be better off without you.” These were words I never expected to hear from my therapist. Up to that point, she had always been on my side, despite the many flaws that made up my character. I had fleeting thoughts of...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Neon Signs</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2020 16:00:03 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Neon signs are bug zappers for barflies, used to lure in the weak-minded and kill them on the drink.” This was the lecture my mother gave often throughout my childhood. Her distrust of bars and drinking was understandable, she’d lost a husband to them. Eventually,...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Try It, Stay If You Like</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2020 16:00:29 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Something is changing the people in my apartment building. I don’t know how better to describe the present phenomena rather than to explain, as simply as I can, that they come back different. When they speak, their eyes never move, never leave for a second, piercing, dwelling shadow...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The In-Dream Hotline</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Oct 2020 16:00:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.creepypastastories.com/?p=4047</guid>

					<description><![CDATA[The pregnancy had not been unplanned. In fact, we had planned our entire lives around the pregnancy… patiently acquiring degrees and job titles until we were financially secure enough to start trying. Then, the careful charting of Anna’s cycles, and the dutiful love-making, even if we...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Witch</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 08 Oct 2020 16:00:45 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[8Why would you tell a five-year-old kid such a fucked up tale? Ever since the memory of my fifth birthday came back to me, this is the question I’ve kept asking myself. But I don’t have the answer. I suppose I shouldn’t be that surprised....]]></description>
		
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		<title>With Us Now</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2020 16:00:39 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[There are few attractions that I would consider to be more inherently creepy than the Haunted Mansion. It’s a ride inside of the “Happiest Place on Earth” that is literally built around the theme of death and people have really grown to really love the...]]></description>
		
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		<title>I&#8217;ve Been Banned From Calling 911</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2020 16:00:44 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I’m really at the end of my rope here. No, check that. I was at the end of my rope weeks ago. Now I’m sort of clinging to the side of the cliff by one bloody fingernail. I didn’t even know that you could get banned from...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Fire and Brimstone</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2020 16:00:06 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[August 8th, 1991 The cultists calling themselves “Baal-Daeva’s Truth” had become so efficient at home invasions that neither of Samantha’s parents were able to call the police before they died. The firefighters with Engine 21 were the first emergency responders on the scene, and I...]]></description>
		
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		<title>I Followed Her Home</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Sep 2020 16:00:10 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[For months, I caught glimpses of Claira from the safety of my cubical. So beautiful, faultless. Through innocent eavesdropping and pattern recall, I unknowingly learned almost every detail of her life; when she had lunch, who her friends were, and where she would be at...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Stay Away From the Ocean</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2020 16:00:21 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In 1989, we detected a faint call coming from the depths of the ocean. A strange cry from a massive creature, traveling alone in the vast blue waters below. At first, it sounded like an oddity, a malfunctioning hydrophone, but then we heard it again...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Cookie Jar</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 20 Sep 2020 16:00:25 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I recently inherited my grandmother’s house, or, technically speaking, my father did. He signed it over to me without much of a fuss. I guessed he’d never really been interested in the farm, but recently he’s started telling me about things that happened when he...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Haunting Ain’t Easy</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Sep 2020 16:00:40 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Haunting ain’t easy. Not one bit. Them Hollywood studios make it look so easy, when in reality it’s a chore. You see, I’m a ghost myself. My name is Ernie Harris, and I’ve been a ghost for 115 years now. When I was alive, I...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The YouTuber</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2020 16:00:52 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Being a successful YouTuber comes with a lot of advantages. You’re invited to gaming assemblies, conventions, and you attract the interest of prominent sponsors and the privilege to be treated like a king. I even met some of the most well-established names in the industry,...]]></description>
		
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		<title>I Moved into a Haunted House</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2020 16:00:33 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[So, I came into some money. You see, my aunt Martha passed way after a long battle with cancer. I was her favorite nephew, so she left me a little extra in her will. At that time, I was living with my girlfriend Tara, in...]]></description>
		
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		<title>We Don’t Talk About Sarah</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2020 16:00:17 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I always wanted a little sister. I would beg my parents, “Please? Pleeeeaasssee?” and they’d roll their eyes and tell me that it wasn’t as simple as I thought. That didn’t stop me from talking about it every chance I got, though. When they brought...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Man in the Attic</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2020 16:00:56 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When I was 14 years old, I did what many my age do to earn a bit more cash, I babysat for friends of my parents. It was in November when my father introduced me to a new coworker of his, Mr. D. The D’s...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Mosquitos</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Sep 2020 16:00:42 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[July 29th, 1991: 2 pm One of the young men spoke, breaking the quiet thrum of nature around the group. “The marathon winds right through these woods, Jordie.” Leeroy gestured with a sweep of his hand to indicate the dense wilderness around himself. “And you’ve...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Body on Main Street</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2020 16:00:11 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[This happened on Halloween when I was in high school. I say that so you can understand why some of the people acted the way they did. You know how Halloween gets. All sorts of pranks are pulled, people cover themselves with fake blood, etc....]]></description>
		
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		<title>Two Men Wait for Sunrise</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Sep 2020 16:00:07 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Kel and Sidney sat in near-perfect silence, taking turns to draw from a handle of vodka that they shared between them. The bottle of liquor was one of the most expensive ones left at the corner shop. It hadn’t mattered that it was expensive, because...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Illustrations</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Sep 2020 16:00:25 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[For the rest of my life, I’ll remember Tali. I didn’t know her personally, but her art permanently changed my town. Our community never recovered and it probably never can. I distinctly remember so many of her illustrations. There was always such surreal and vivid...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Momma Won&#8217;t Stay Dead</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 29 Aug 2020 16:00:55 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My sister didn’t come to the funeral. And I honestly didn’t blame her one bit. There towards the end of Mom’s life, things had gotten unbearably rough. I took a semester off of college to stay home and help Dad out during Mom’s last few...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Listen to the Sounds of Your Extinction</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Aug 2020 16:00:20 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My hands trembled as I pressed the cold metal against my own temple. I was ready to go, but I needed another minute to deal with the finality of it all. I wanted death, and I&#8217;d made damn sure the gun wouldn&#8217;t jam on me....]]></description>
		
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		<title>I Bought a Working Time Machine</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Aug 2020 16:00:44 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[All of my life, I’ve heard people say we are heading into a new utopian age of progressive enlightenment, and while I really wanted to believe that to be true, with the things I have seen going on with the world, I’ve had to remain...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Stay Out of the Woods in the Alleghenies After Dark</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 15 Aug 2020 16:00:53 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[It was late when I saw the creature, running flat out down the middle of a country highway somewhere up in the Alleghenies. I had gotten off the interstate. Hitchhiking on the four lanes was illegal. Last thing I needed was to get myself picked...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Never Look Out a Window at Night</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Aug 2020 16:00:14 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I was always told not to look out a window at night, because you might not like what’s looking back at you. They call this an “old wives’ tale” or something like that, but for me, it was just a bunch of silly crap, so...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Pigman of Northfield</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Aug 2020 16:00:22 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My family lived in Vermont for a number of years, in a small town called Northfield, south of Montpelier. There’s a local legend in Northfield, of a thing known as the Pigman. The story has multiple versions, as most do, but there are some parts...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Capstone Library</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Aug 2020 16:00:37 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When you’re a teenager, everything is unfair.  You can’t do this, you can’t go out, TV has to be off, and people just don’t understand how tough life can get.  My parents always say I have no idea what “tough” is. But I think I...]]></description>
		
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		<title>I Dreamed of Digging</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2020 16:00:19 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I remember each dream quite vividly. They were the kind you have where everything seems so real that when you wake up, you struggle to differentiate between the waking world and the dream world. The first night, I woke up and the sun had already...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Secret Covenant</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 09 Aug 2020 16:00:58 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[An illusion it will be, so large, so vast, it will escape their perception. Those who will see it will be thought of as insane. We will create separate fronts to prevent them from seeing the connection between us. We will behave as if we...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Do You Have A Moment To Talk About Our Lord Bacchus?</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Aug 2020 16:00:17 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[It is the night of Bacchanalia, and we are heading to the celebration. The woods are dense, but the path has been clearly marked with torches leading to the glade. We arrive – I, my wife, and our four children – dressed gaily in warm...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Parents Know Best</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Aug 2020 16:00:04 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My upbringing was about as traditional as an upbringing gets. My parents were married, I had a younger sister, we lived in a nice suburban neighborhood, I had friends at school, all the trappings of a normal, healthy childhood. But there was one thing. One...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Glamour</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 29 Jul 2020 16:00:05 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Alright, class, we have a new student joining us today.” Everyone straightened their backs and perked up, intrigued by the prospect of someone new the way only children can be. Only Michael remained slouched, head on one arm and playing at indifference, but still, he...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Jonny, Such a Good Boy Jonny</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 22 Jul 2020 16:00:34 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[my dad taught me how to use the internet because sometimes he said he felt too lazy to scroll and he just wanted to sit and smoke cigarettes and drink beer and i would read out the answers in the threads he liked the sound...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Blood Keeper</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Jul 2020 16:00:05 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I live in a small, but lively town in Massachusetts. Its local legends have fueled my love affair with the paranormal. It&#8217;s a subject that fascinates me to this day. Coupled with insomnia, this passion led me to spend many a late night at the...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Ghost&#8217;s Gold</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Jul 2020 16:00:16 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[It had rained off and on that summer night, leaving the forest dark and humid. Pushing through the wet underbrush after his friend, Noah wiped his hands on his pants, gripped his flashlight tighter, and complained, “But what if the ghost is real?” Crunching through...]]></description>
		
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		<title>I Saw My Professor Die</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 12 Jul 2020 16:01:25 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The day I accidentally witnessed my physics teacher die horribly, I didn’t know what to do. I went to my classes in a daze, sat there stunned for hours, and wondered if people would think I had something to do with it if I reported...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Vanishing Act (Part 2)</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Jul 2020 16:00:40 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[This is the 2nd in a multi-part series. If you haven&#8217;t already, please read the 1st part here.  Part II To this day, I don’t know what came over me, but as the cops entered the room, I was overwhelmed with the idea that they...]]></description>
		
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		<title>911 Won&#8217;t Answer Any Calls Tonight</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Jul 2020 16:00:39 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Is it true? Did every cop in the precinct call in sick tonight?” I asked my friend who lives across the street from the police station. “Yeah, Wayne.” I heard him answer as I could also hear him racking his shotgun. “Can’t say I blame...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Uncle Scratch</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Jul 2020 16:00:37 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Daddy, why is mommy so cold?” She was dead. Maurice knew that much, but why was she so cold? His father, a stout man named Gregory, was silent. Everyone knows we die. Not even children deny it. Yet knowing a fact and believing it are...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Are You Unfulfilled?</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 21 Jun 2020 16:00:57 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Are you unfulfilled? I want to help you. Specifically you. Yes, you, the one reading this going “Is he really talking to me?” Yes, I‘m really talking to you. I know you, I know your type. Bored, frustrated with life, seeking that thrill that’ll make...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Grave Consequences</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2020 16:00:34 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I graduated from high school a few years back. I still live with my parents, but I’m using this time to my advantage. They’re kind enough not to charge rent and that allows me the ability to save up almost every penny I make. The...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Twigs</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Jun 2020 16:00:24 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I was twelve years old when I went on my first hunting trip. It took a lot of brown-nosing and a lot of help from my grandfather, but eventually my father caved and allowed me to go. I was ecstatic. Every fall, my dad and...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Wolves</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 13 Jun 2020 16:00:40 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[James was an eight-year-old boy with the heart of a dog and the energy of a hummingbird. His mother died when he was only five, so he lived with his grandmother, Babcia. They were very poor: their house was a tiny, dilapidated thing, with a...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Teke Teke</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2020 16:00:26 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The boy hated the nights when his big brother snuck out. He would stare at the empty bed in the bedroom they shared, under the large open window in the eave. Through there, every now and again, he could hear the unmistakable metal thuds of...]]></description>
		
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		<title>I Was Hunted by Killer Bees</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 27 May 2020 16:00:45 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The invasion began in 1985, or so we were told. The headlines immediately caught our attention, “Killer Bees Found on Southern Border!” These were the type of things that sparked the imagination of every child. It filled our heads with images of terrifying attacks and...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Axe Man&#8217;s Lullaby</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 May 2020 16:00:10 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I was just a kid. I didn’t know any better. Even if I could go back, what would I have done differently? Could I have changed what happened? Could I have done anything at all? Probably not. Even so, I can’t help but dwell on...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Do Not Go Outside</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 12 May 2020 15:00:32 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Do not go outside! Ignore all cries for help, no matter how human they sound!” shouted Alex’s dad. He pulled the cellar door over and paused to look back. “And lock this door behind me.” The door slammed shut. Alex locked it, walked down the...]]></description>
		
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		<title>A Gift From Below</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2020 16:00:56 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Tom Strand had to pee. Sixty-four ounces of gas station root beer sloshed in his gut, disrupting the constant thoughts of his mother. The problem was Tom hadn’t seen a rest stop for nearly an hour, and dusk was beginning to settle over the Louisiana...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Her Tongue Too Long</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2020 16:00:16 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In places where the very old traditions still hold, August is known as “the ghost month.” Hungry ghosts are said to roam the streets and hillsides, especially at night and especially when things are quiet. Some say that hungry ghosts are created when someone innocent...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Blink of an Eye</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Apr 2020 11:00:27 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Henry never believed the stories. A marketing trick, that’s all they were, meant to lure tourists who wanted to be fooled. That’s what he told the curator, in so many words, during his job interview. The curator gave Henry a tour of the museum just...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Body Parts</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 28 Apr 2020 16:00:26 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[An old man lived alone in a house by the ocean. Every morning as the sun rose, he walked down the forest path to the beach and enjoyed the salty air coming off the water. Every evening, he returned to the shore to watch the...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Room</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2020 16:00:03 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[A man awoke to find himself laying on the floor.  Dazed and confused he was somewhat relieved to see that he was not alone. At least a dozen more people were waking up as well; women, men a few children, including a little girl perhaps...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Tapdance</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 26 Apr 2020 16:00:15 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[From the moment she learned to walk, little Myrtle dreamed of becoming a tap dancer. She would totter through the house, her chubby bare feet slapping arrhythmically on the hardwood, her squeaky voice calling out “Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta!” like tap shoes on a stage. When her second-grade...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Aberdeen Parade</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 23 Apr 2020 16:00:33 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The road is a light brown path of dirt that stretches up and down the shallow hills, running straight from end to end before becoming serpentine at its eastern end where it meets the main highway. Blades of grass struggle to break through but soon...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Slow Clap</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 18 Apr 2020 16:00:17 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I sat down on the padded stool. It was cushioned and made of black leather. As I lifted the sticks, I couldn’t help but shake the feeling like I was being watched. Like there was some sort of audience staring at me just outside of...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Road Regret</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2020 22:00:58 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“My god, boys… will you just stop?!? If you keep messing around you’re going to miss your bus and I can’t afford to be late today.” My spirits far too defeated to attain the authoritative tone needed for the situation. Stewie and Collin are still...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Childhood Memories</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2020 22:00:52 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I opened the back door to my house, without bothering to put shoes on, and walked towards the line of trees that stood at the entrance to the forest. It was summer and the warm breeze carried with it the smell of nature, thick and...]]></description>
		
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		<title>A Ritual Misguided</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2020 16:00:36 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I’ve been a widower for exactly six years now. I was blissfully married to a woman named Ava for fifteen amazing years. We didn’t have much in the beginning, but we were happy that way. She always said she’d rather struggle with a man that...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Smell</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Apr 2020 16:00:22 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[It was on the third day of the stench permeating the house that we decided to call the landlord. In the last month since we had moved in, there had been a lot of creaking and groaning from underneath the house. It was built sometime...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Elevator Code</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 31 Mar 2020 16:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[As a freelance convention planner, I stay at many hotels over the course of a year. I spend about a week per trip in an all-expenses-paid suite of my choosing, doing nothing but studying the location and interviewing the staff on hand to get a...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Ghost Train</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2020 16:00:08 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The house I grew up in was right next to a set of busy railroad tracks.  From my bedroom window, I could watch the trains roll by.  There were three types of trains that used those tracks and still do to this day. There were the long,...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Best Investment</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Mar 2020 16:00:41 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Being the divorced father of a kid can be a challenging and rewarding job all on its own. Especially when you’re running your own major business. I’ll be honest, I never wanted to have kids in the first place, and the whole married thing was...]]></description>
		
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		<title>It Wasn&#8217;t a Reindeer</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Dec 2019 17:00:21 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Christ,” I muttered to myself, as the first flakes of snow started to fall.  They gathered in fuzzy clumps over the windshield before my wipers cleared them away.  I’d been waiting for fifteen — no, twenty minutes now — in my sister’s driveway.  Had I...]]></description>
		
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		<title>A Walk Home on Halloween</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Oct 2019 16:00:02 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I had just moved to my current flat in Raynes Park, Southwest London, and was still fairly unfamiliar with the area. Now my current bosses and supervisors know that I am still fighting a losing battle with the underwhelming reliability of Southwest trains and as...]]></description>
		
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		<title>He Who Preys</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Mar 2019 16:00:45 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My daughter Hannah had always had a fascination with bugs of all kinds.  She collected them and kept them in a terrarium she insisted I buy for her when she was six.  It was on a constant rotation as her interests changed; when she was...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Momo Challenge</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 02 Mar 2019 17:00:35 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I looked at the phone.  I waited for the text to come back.  It was maybe about ten, fifteen minutes. That hideous face popped up on the screen, with the reply. “You didn&#8217;t do the last task I asked of you.  Now, there will be...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Large Yellow Eyes</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Jan 2019 17:00:35 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My name is John Dawson, and I was a beat cop for twenty-two years for a small town in rural West Virginia. People talk and stories get passed around, especially in small towns with few ears but big mouths. Sometimes, the people knew a crime...]]></description>
		
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		<title>I Found a Forum for Dead People</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Jan 2019 17:00:42 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[It’s a tale as old as the internet itself. You’re killing your boredom by browsing the net. Mindlessly scrolling through pictures and reading through forums. One click leads to another, and before you know it you’ve tripped and fallen down the rabbit hole to the...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Roommates</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 25 Jan 2018 06:00:33 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The second Darryl’s keys were rattling in the lock Katie was off the couch and racing to the front door. “Did you do it?  Did you do it?”  She was practically bouncing up and down with giddy anticipation and unwilling to give him a second...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Only Following Orders</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Apr 2016 05:00:39 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The story you are about to read is one that has been, for the last 70 years, left to wither in the hearts of those few who recall it. Of the twelve of us present that day, only I remain, and my own end is...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Man on Easter Island</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Dec 2013 06:00:55 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[It’s just a legend. But… I suppose… that’s what most of those unbelievable things turn out to be… legends. I heard this legend from my grandmother. I asked her about it when I saw her drawing the Easter Island heads on a piece of construction...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Eyeless Jack</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Jan 2013 06:00:14 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Hello, my name is Mitch. I’m here to tell you guys about an experience I had. I don’t know if it was paranormal or whatever stupid words people use to describe supernatural phenomena, but after that thing visited me, I believe in that paranormal trash,...]]></description>
		
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		<title>I Told You To Smile</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 22 Dec 2012 06:00:48 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[It was the 2nd of January, 2:04 AM. I woke up to a knocking on the door. One knock every three seconds. I slipped on my slippers and walked down the stairs. As I walked down, the knocking on the door got faster, almost like...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Thing in the Window</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 15 Dec 2012 06:00:25 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I’m pretty freaked out. That thing has been there for almost a week. The figure in the window. It looks featureless, only skin on a human frame, and it’s pressing itself against the glass somehow. I don’t know how it got there, and I don’t...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Man-Eater</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2012 06:00:33 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Richard Mayes had done well for himself.  He and his wife had raised three beautiful boys, and they owned the biggest farm for miles around.  No one had so many horses and sheep as he did.  Each day he watched over his hundreds of chickens,...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Ickbarr Bigelsteine</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 19 Sep 2012 05:00:12 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When I was a small child, I was terrified of the dark. I still am, but back when I was around six years old I couldn’t go a full night without crying out for one of my parents to search beneath my bed or in...]]></description>
		
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		<title>God&#8217;s Attic</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Mar 2011 06:00:43 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The boy heard the soft tinkle of a bell as he entered the shop. It was cool and dark inside; not at all what he had expected. Scattered around the small store were all sorts of items. Everything from teddy bears to cuckoo clocks could...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Gateway of the Mind</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 06:00:55 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In 1983, a team of deeply pious scientists conducted a radical experiment in an undisclosed facility. The scientists had theorized that a human without access to any senses or ways to perceive stimuli would be able to perceive the presence of God. They believed that...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Russian Sleep Experiment</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 08 Aug 2009 05:00:52 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Russian researchers in the late 1940s kept five people awake for fifteen days using an experimental gas based stimulant. They were kept in a sealed environment to carefully monitor their oxygen intake so the gas didn’t kill them, since it was toxic in high concentrations....]]></description>
		
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