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Scary Short Story Contest – “Player Four” by Dan Diehn

The following story won 3rd place in our Scary Short Story Contest. “Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary,” the three boys intoned within the darkness, the flicker of a solitary candle flame casting dancing shadows upon the walls. They peered into the bathroom mirror, awaiting glowing eyes and outstretched arms, but none came. She had…

animal skull with teeth in the grassy dirt

Of the Earth by Joel Coltharp

He sat up in bed and listened to the coyotes howl out on those hills somewhere. Soon others joined in, and the chorus swept down through the valley and stirred up the black creek below his window. As they took to the hunt, their howls gave way to the creak of the bed across the…

human skull and bones in dirt

Scary Short Story Contest Finalists

We have the winners for our 2016 Scary Short Story Contest! Without further ado, here are the top three, along with their publication dates: First: “Happy” by Nick Rawlinson (10/31) Second: “The Hermit” by Jake Deluca (10/30) Third: “Player Four” by Dan Diehn (10/29) Congrats to the finalists and a big thank you to all…

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Run And Find It For Me by Rhonda Eikamp

He’s gone running every morning since she died, in the woods that are supposed to be haunted. Throws on his clothes fast and out the door, before he can be discouraged by the weather, a trick she always teased him about, but it works. His footsteps on the gravel path echo off the low ceiling…

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Jet Lag by Mitchell Grabois

My carry-on contained an 800-page biography of J. Robert Oppenheimer and a worn copy of Dante’s Divine Comedy, three months worth of high quality vitamins, two pair of underwear, and a t-shirt with a frayed neckline and a flowery surfer design across the front. The guards at the airport detained me and asked me questions…

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Sudoriferous by Diana Clark

I love the girls who smell like sweat. You know, the ones with dirt caught in their eyelashes? I met one with moss growing on her forearms. “See?” she said, and turned her wrists over. Up and down that breathing vein, pale like a storm. “In the spring little flowers come out,” she said, but…

"Swim at your own risk" sign nailed to post

My Sister’s Aquarium by Jennifer Todhunter

My sister is showing off her aquarium again, walking around in the most deficient of bikinis. She twirls around so her long hair fans out and her water-filled insides get caught up in a tornado-like twister. The fish are swept in every direction when she stops; into her fingertips, down her calves, around her neck.…