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True Short Horror Story: A Late Night Walk In My Township

No lists of rules, evil A.I.’s, or cursed objects appear in this story. It doesn’t take place in a haunted apartment, a supernatural forest, or secret laboratory. There aren’t any ghosts or demons, either– Although I suppose you could say that there are monsters. The year was 2007. It was after midnight on a Thursday night, and…

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True Story: I Stole From The Witch With Razor Fingers. Now I Must Pray To Her Every Midnight.

When I was seventeen and reckless, I dated a boy who feared nothing. Together, we discovered every vice, and after school we’d slip away into a haze of smoke and wine coolers and explore each others’ bodies until dark. One day, he told me about a secret garden where fruit grew even in the winter….