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My wife Kimmy and I were lounging around watching TV in our living room at around 11pm. We’d had a particularly busy day, so we decided to retire to the bedroom earlier than we normally would. Kimmy walked down the hallway to our bedroom while I brought my few dishes I’d been using to the sink and turned off the […]

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Above

After we got married, we built our house to our exact likings. It wasn’t a mansion or anything, but it was exactly what we wanted. Kimmy had her art studio, I had my office/man cave. It was our palace. It was just outside the middle of nowhere, close enough to other civilization that we didn’t feel all alone in the […]

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He Never Wanted To Be A Surgeon

He started as a surgeon. He wasn’t world famous or anything, but he took pride in his work. It wasn’t his plan in life to become a surgeon, but rather the path chosen for him at a young age by a brooding, overbearing family. His father was a thoracic surgeon, as was his father before him, his sister a neurological surgeon, and his brother an ophthalmic surgeon. He never really cared for the family business; sure, the money was good, but it wasn’t what he wanted to do. He simply went the route his family directed him to go in. Eventually, he graduated med school and became a vascular surgeon. He came across his first three subjects at a gym in a nearby town. The first was a well built 30 year old man who he came to find out, after inspecting the contents of his wallet, was named Adam Bond. He kept Adam in a small room that locked from the outside, most times strapped to a table with feeding tubes, that is when he wasn’t sedated. He did the same with his second and third subjects, 29 year old Richard Townsend and 27 year old David Smith. He was always a bit different from his family. The men in his family were all strong, outgoing individuals, and the women all gorgeous and brilliant. He, however, was shy and timid, and physically much less imposing than his kin. While […]

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The Tiptoeing Stranger

I was laying on the couch around 11:30pm one night last week. I was watching a DVR’d baseball game I’d missed earlier that evening due to a dinner at my in-laws house. My wife and daughter were in bed, but I had taken a week off work and when I do that, I use up every possible second of time awake I can get. Everything was going as planned for a while, in that I wasn’t doing a damn thing. I wasn’t worried about work the next day, I wasn’t stressing about work from that day itself, I was perfectly content. Now, before I go to bed every night, I go around the house and close all the blinds and make sure all the doors are locked. Since I was still up, I hadn’t done so yet. The way my house is set up, when you’re on the far end of the couch, you can see down the hallway and into the kitchen, where there is a window on the far wall. The way I was laying, I had a direct line of sight. When I was starting to get tired and had decided to go to bed, I looked up from the tv, and I saw the silhouette of someone peeking in the window in the kitchen. For a moment, I was frozen in fear. I didn’t know what to do, I’d never been in this sort of a […]

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Why We Moved In And Out Of A House In 3 Days

My parents bought a house when I was 10 years old after living in an apartment since I was born. I was so excited, it was right near the school, my friends all lived within a relatively close range, and summer had just started. It was perfect. We moved our things in over the course of about two weeks before we finally moved in.   After ordering pizza and playing games to celebrate our first night in the new house, it was time for bed. Being 10 years old, I had severely underestimated how creeped out I would be with living in a whole new environment. When I first laid down, I could have worn I saw the slihouette of a man outside my window, but upon closer inspection there was nothing. Nonetheless, I fell asleep rather quickly. I was awoken at around 2am by a loud thud that came from under my room. Of course this scared me so much I couldn’t even go get my parents to alert them. I sat in my bed as I listened to a scratching noise that seemed to be coming from the floor itself and the sound of things being moved around.   I eventually rationalized that it was my father down there organizing some things, and just reasoned away the fact that it was so late. The noises went on for about another hour before abruptly stopping around 6am. I went […]

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