THUD … What the hell was that noise… My eyes were still heavy with sleep but my heart was pounding from being yanked from my otherwise undisturbed dreams. THUD … there it was again, someone was in my den. I hope it’s not… ahhh shit, I need to get up and check. I gently pulled the sheets back trying not to disturb Clara who was still deeply asleep. Good, I think, as I didn’t … [Read more...] about Anna Byrne: Prelude – Curiosities in the Loft
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Entry One: Theodosia by Ezekiel Kincaid I leave these words and experiences behind so those who come after me might not feel so alone. Stephen King called this gift “The Shining”. Others have called it the Third Eye of the Sixth Sense. I call it The Reach. It is the rare, yet powerful ability to walk in the realm of the dead while living in the realm of the living. It … [Read more...] about The Paranormal Journal of Ezekiel Kincaid – Entry One Theodosia
Urban Legends: The Curse of Lafayette I looked up at the loft in my father’s study, my eyes burned from a lack of sleep, but if I was ever going to get broken in to some of the insane notions that my father spoke about the night before this was how I should do it. I felt his hand grasp my shoulder and the kiss he gave me on the back of my head, as he encouraged me to do the … [Read more...] about Anna Byrne: Chapter 02 – The Burden of a Witch’s Son
It was not the right place to build. Yet build they did. The family's name was Thompson, andthey had found a place to call their own. A plot of land that would become their home, a serenenook to raise their children. Hard work had led them to purchase the land at a fair price, and sothey built the two-story structure that would house their family for years to come. And that … [Read more...] about The House Built Atop The Bones By Doug Klein
It was a nice walk from the corner store to the cemetery I had marked on my map, it was so alien to see grass that was still green this time of year, and the sun beat down through the thick humid air. I reminded myself to not get used to the length of the days down in the lower forty-eight, it would just make me miss the sun that much more when I got home. Walking through what … [Read more...] about Anna Byrne: Chapter 05 – Night of Resurrection