Shadowteller

My Stories

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  • The Final Entry
    October 5, 2004, 12am, Atlantic City
    Well, I’m in my hotel room, and I’m on the job, a job that is getting way too old for me. I don’t think I can take this kind of work any
    300 words, 1 comment, June 11, 2005. In <200 lines, Crime, Depression, Other
  • The Library
    I live quite a few blocks away down from this library, but it doesn't take long to get there by foot. It's a nice little place to read books, do some research, and buy whatever
    300 words, 1 comment, June 10, 2005. In <200 lines, Horror, Other
  • It Lives Under My Bed
    I can never get any sleep---every time I turn to look down to see if there's anything under my bed. This hand reaches out, creepingly, from under my bed, with its sinewy, gangl
    100 words, 3 comments, June 9, 2005. In <200 lines, Horror
  • It's Behind You
    It's the beat that you hear and feel, and it lives in your chest, as you run it goes thumping like a steady drum, never ceasing or never slowing down. A beating heart, speeding
    200 words, 1 comment, June 9, 2005. In <200 lines, Horror

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