House of the Fall of Usher by Edgar Allan Poe
During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens,
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Category: Scary Stories
THE Monkey’s Paw by W.W. Jacobs
The Monkey’s Paw I. Without, the night was cold and wet, but in the small parlour of Laburnam Villa the
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A Nightmare by Anton Chekhov
Kunin, a wealthy landowner and member of the Rural Board, invites Father Yakov, the young village priest, to discuss opening a church school. Kunin is shocked by Father Yakov’s shabby appearance and lack of dignity, seeing him as unfit for the priesthood.
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Heart of the Matter by Loretta Martin
The hot pain in May’s left side woke her. For a moment she was paralyzed, only able to flick her tongue across parched lips. She tasted salt from dried tears.
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My Daughter’s Best Friend by Michelle Reynolds
My Daughter’s Best Friend by Michelle Reynolds “Here you go Missy.” Elizabeth hears her daughter say as she enters the kitchen. Brooklyn is sitting
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Night of Fire and Glass by Justin Bendell
The freaks are out again tonight. I hear them howling. I hear branches cracking off trees. There were out last night, too. It has been warm and heat draws them to the streets. It’s been like this since the war, or since the raids, but really it started with the slave ships.
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Footloose by E. W. Farnsworth
It was dark, and the party was going to start on the other side of the freshly-plowed south pasture anytime. Bob impatiently stomped through the damp earth toward the Thompson Farm.
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Frozen Treats in the Dead of Night by Rachel McGirt
Richard woke to the sound of the screen door slamming. Confused, he turned to check the clock. 3:17 am it blinked at him, before going dark. A knot of anxiety cramped his stomach. He knew something was wrong.
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The Body Farm By Chelsey Zhu
Daniel believed he had found the perfect girl. She was bright and enthusiastic, and most importantly not squeamish about his work.
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Lyssa by Heather Terry
I was sitting in my room when I first saw it. Or thought I saw it, I suppose. I can’t say that I’ve ever actually seen anything. But I knew it was there, nonetheless.
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