Banging On The Glass

My house sits farther back in the lot than most other houses. It is a strange lay out as well, the sidewalk runs the length of the living room and ends at the front porch, which lets into the living room. Large windows that do not open allow great light to get into the living room, but at the cost of no privacy. The rest … Continue reading Banging On The Glass

Man Outside My Window

I had awesome parents who let me sleep in the living room on weekend nights when I was very young because my sister was a light sleeper and I could stay up until dawn. But of course I always end up sleeping on the couch because Nick At Nite made me tried. So, one night I wake up to the prickly feeling. Like an instinct. … Continue reading Man Outside My Window

Bike Ride Home

A few summers ago I went for a bike ride around midnight with a friend. We went our separate ways at the end of the evening and I had about two blocks to ride back by myself. Because of construction I had to ride on the sidewalk but the streets were dead but it wasn’t a problem until right where I was about to turn … Continue reading Bike Ride Home

Dead Body

A few years ago I was walking through the woods off the beaten track a bit and I smelt this really overpowering sweet smell. Being nosey I pulled back the undergrowth to have a look and found a dead body. The guy had clearly been there a while and wasnt looking great, all swollen and green and black with various runny bits. The local wildlife … Continue reading Dead Body

Tinker’s Hollow

“I grew up in Ohio. There is the legend of Tinker’s Hollow. It is said Old Mister Tinker, a miner, haunts the site. He can sometimes be seen riding his horse and buggy, and if you go under the bridge, you can sometimes hear his buggy pass overhead. It is said that you can see his green eyes glowing and he’ll lead you to his … Continue reading Tinker’s Hollow

Poinciana Woman

“I live in Northern Australia and everyone growing up in my town knows of the legend of the Poinciana woman. A quick google search will elaborate into the many variations to the story but the one I grew up to know is that of a woman who was raped by Japanese fishermen who hanged herself from a poinciana tree when she had discovered she was … Continue reading Poinciana Woman

Overtoun Bridge

“There’s an old house to the north of my hometown in Scotland called Overtoun House, and the legend goes that walking your dog along the bridge that leads up to the house will cause it to spontaneously leap to its death from the bridge. This is an observable thing that actually has happened at least 50 times. People will refuse to cross the bridge, as … Continue reading Overtoun Bridge

Every Fucking Thing Sounds Like That IDF Alarm

It’s kind of scary when the indirect fire (mortars, rockets, etc.) alarms go off and you run to a bunker. While you’re sitting in the bunker, which is really just a few slabs of concrete, there’s this feeling of complete impotence. In all the war movies you’ve ever seen, an enemy attacks and the soldiers rush forward with their weapons to meet the attack head … Continue reading Every Fucking Thing Sounds Like That IDF Alarm