Stories by emptycassettecase, by newest first

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  • Please Stop Screaming, my ears hurt.
    My goodness. My ears are really starting to hurt. I don’t know what I have to say to convince you of the inevitable. Everyone dies, so what
    by emptycassettecase 700 words, on Nov 8 4:57 PM. In Dark, Horror, Humor
  • Toxic Valentine
    Not one person knew where the small, pink paper came from. Looking at it, it appeared to be typical enough. Thick, pink, lined with lace an
    by emptycassettecase 700 words, 2 comments, on Nov 8 3:20 PM
  • Guilt Ridden
    by emptycassettecase 700 words, 4 comments, on Jul 16 5:02 PM. In Crime, Dark, Depression, Life, Other
  • 60 Even.
    Not about me, but the idea of feeling trapped inside a circumstance with seemingly no escape. (And being addicted to it is the icing on the
    by emptycassettecase 300 words, 2 comments, on Jul 13 2:54 PM. In Crime, Dark, Depression, Other
  • I Hate Mondays,
    I hate Mondays. I hate the start of a boring, new week. The memories of the previous Friday and Saturday feel like an eternity ago. I wish I could rewind. Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Friday, Saturday… It would be so good. Schoo
    by emptycassettecase 1100 words, on Jul 13 2:43 PM. In Crime, Dark, Horror, Hunour, Other
  • Bottomless.
    Have you ever heard of a Bottomless Pit? These, if they existed of course, would be a terribly treacherous way to go. Imagine, being in permanent darkness, looking up to see the ring of light- freedom- getting smaller and sma
    by emptycassettecase 100 words, 2 comments, on Jul 13 2:25 PM
  • Guillotine
    How about a guillotine? Imagine a beautiful, sunny day with the perfect temperature. The ocean is glistening in the background. All would be well, if this day wasn’t your last. Due to a misjudgment your life will be cut, lit
    by emptycassettecase 300 words, 1 comment, on Jul 13 2:17 PM. In Dark, Other
  • Lilly Bridge
    I don’t know why, but something is drawing me away from my warm house and into the cold. I feel like something is drawing me somewhere. Right now I’m in my car, driving north and I don’t know where I’m headed.1
    by emptycassettecase 500 words, 1 comment, on Jul 13 2:06 PM
  • The Sounds of Life
    by emptycassettecase <100 words, on Jul 5 12:58 AM. In Adult, First person, Life, Other
  • Memoirs of a Slave
    Today my "master" purchased another handful of slaves. It greatly saddens me each time this happens. It's somewhat of a miracle, or a curse that I can still feel such sadness. Through all I have had to endure, it would seem t
    by emptycassettecase 1800 words, on Jun 6 2:37 PM
  • To Hunt the Hunter
    “They told me that my work would be used for good” This is what a majority of my targets tell me before I kill them, granted that they saw me coming. This is the standard story: It always starts with some genius, who is actua
    by emptycassettecase 600 words, on Jun 6 2:20 PM. In Crime, Dark, Fiction, Horror, Other
  • Become a Member of the Living Dead! Join Now!
    I am here to clear some things up; as a founding member of the living dead, (Please don't refer to us as Zombies, this is a degrading title) I can assure you that joining out tight knit group is not as unfortunate as the worl
    by emptycassettecase 800 words, 1 comment, on Jun 3 11:46 PM. In Dark, Living, Undead, Zombie
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