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To the untrained eye, the Cartwright farm seemed a nice enough place. Peaceful, if a bit isolated. But looking closer, over Ma Cartwright’s neatly cultivated garden, past old Nana Cartwright in her rocking chair on the porch, one would notice something… unnerving. Not only did the sidings peel, l...

There is nothing glamorous about an inquiring mind that has more questions than the world can answer. 'Still Searching' is a short journey of an individual trying to find something they seem to have lost a long time ago. Is it a treasure or a misery?

The feeling of being alone in a place full of people is a lot like hiding oneself from all in the village it’s the same with this creature. This is my first time posting any of my stories so please tell me what you think of it.

Hiromi Kobayakawa, a girl who is loved by her parents and fond of the gothic lolita fashion, narrates an unhinged story of her attempt to win a costume contest in a Halloween festival. This is my entry for Honeyfeed's Halloween event. I decided to challenge myself by completely going in the op...

A young boy wonders into the haunted woods. What he finds isn’t pretty.

➠ Strange things do happen in this house, and even stranger occurrences could potentially manifest if an insomniac like yourself were to believe in the voices… ➠ Remember: They aren't real. ➠ If, in a moment of weakness, you find yourself believing in their existence for even a second— Then ...