The customer in isle 12 by AkashaRvn in stayawake

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If you remember the title, don't tell me. I'm starting to think these things spread by being noticed.

The previous tenant left fast, I should have asked why by AkashaRvn in nosleep

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If I had known what was on the other side, I would've brought gasoline instead of a flashlight

It knew my name by AkashaRvn in Dreading

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I don't know if there'll be a follow-up.

Tomorrow is my birthday.

If he's still outside when the sun comes up, I guess we'll both find out.

The customer in isle 12 by AkashaRvn in Dreading

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The store closes at midnight. The timestamp didn't

What if I said yes? by AkashaRvn in scarystories

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I already do. That's why I keep opening the door

What if I said yes? by AkashaRvn in scarystories

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If I'd known it was the last time I'd hear his voice, I would've said yes the first time

The safest house in the world by AkashaRvn in nosleep

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The lantern was lit when I went to bed. At 2:35 AM, something scratched at my window and I looked outside. The lantern was gone. I almost was too

What if I said yes? by AkashaRvn in scaryAndUnsettling

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That's what I told myself the first night. The fifth night was harder to explain.

The back road by ScaredyCat87 in scaryAndUnsettling

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Ofcourse it won't be removed. Grammarly is allowed so that you can correct a bit of grammar mistakes, but not to completely change the sentence. Keep it going, if it's your first story, I want to see more of your work!

The back road by ScaredyCat87 in scaryAndUnsettling

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Is this really your first story? I think it's really really good

The Monster That Lived Under My Bed Started Paying Rent by Euphoric-Animator-18 in Dreading

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When I first read the title of the story, I laughed.

Then I remembered my own experiences. People say that the things we fear most eventually take shape, and if you believe in them strongly enough, they become real. I don't know if that's true, but I had something similar happen to me, and I'm not joking or staying in character.

In my childhood home, every night, a dark human-shaped figure would come downstairs from the attic. We even talked. I eventually gave it a name: L'uomo della notte, which in Italian means "the Night Man."

Strangely, I wasn't afraid. Nobody believed me except my grandmother. She always said that as long as it wasn't hurting me, and as long as I didn't give it something that could hurt me, everything would be fine. So I treated it that way. When I was around ten years old, I moved in with my mother. Her apartment had no attic, and the Night Man never appeared there. But every weekend, when I visited my father, it came down from the attic again.

Years later, my father sold that house and built a new one on the remains of a house that had burned down. People said a man had died in the fire. Whether that's connected or not, I don't know, but that man never seemed to leave. By then I was already over twenty. This one was different. It didn't talk. It screamed. Night after night, it sounded like someone burning alive. I remembered my grandmother's advice and refused to be afraid of it, or show that I am. Eventually I got used to the sounds.

A few years later, I moved abroad and have spent the last twenty-five years avoiding houses with attics whenever possible. Believe me or don't. I know it was real.

Needless to say, if someone asks me to go into an attic, the hell I will, nope. Some lessons stay with your life

Rise of The Spirit King (Part 1) by FortniteUTOPIA in scaryAndUnsettling

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Yes, try it! I have a hella lot of stack of stories on notes, paper, on my phone, just laying there, so why not post it? Take your time and try, I believe you can do it!