The late evening sky was clear as Emma sat at the far end of the New York City subway car. There was no one else in this dingy segment with her; she tried to avoid dozing off and missing her stop. The train conductor’s muffled voice announced the next stop. “THIS IS WEST 153RD STREET, ...

Part one/Part two I looked down at my hands and said, “Well, I don’t remember how I got here or how I got this wound on my head, and then there are the footprints.” “Footprints?” he asked. “Yes, I don’t leave any footprints in the snow,” I said, my voice shaking. “I see,” he said ...

Read Part One here. I leaned against a tree; hot tears fell from emerald eyes.  I slid down the tree into the icy snow.  “What’s happening?” I whispered, half expecting an answer from the ghostly forest.  I rested my head on the swaying tree for quite some time. Finally, I got up and trudged along—still ...

“Hadera, you okay?” A stocky man asked one of his longtime colleagues. Hadera jolted from her spot at her workstation as she looked up at the gentleman that startled her. “Oh um…yea, I’m fine. Just…I’m just really tired,” Hadera lied as she tried to adjust herself in her seat. Truth be told, she wasn’t feeling ...

“Somebody help!” A curdling scream came from a young girl’s lips. “Somebody, please! Help me!” The young girl thrashed and jolted in her restraints. She was bound to a metal chair and was screaming at the top of her lungs. Her blonde hair was stuck to her face as sweat came beaming down her face, ...

Chugga chugga, chugga chugga… CHOO CHOO! The sound of the train’s whistle jerks you from a deep sleep. It’s always 3:13 AM when this train goes by, always causing you to grumble and roll over in bed, throwing a pillow over your head to try to drown out the noise. This night was no different, ...

At five years old, I woke up one night from a stupid dream. One where I had lost the Pringle I had been munching on, as well as a spoon that I used to eat it. I looked around feverishly, moving my blankets and pillows to find that chip. I should explain that I slept ...

I sat rocking in my computer chair. I hated nights like this when nothing was coming to me. I couldn’t focus; I could feel unseen eyes on me. Just like when I was a kid, I listened for my mother’s rhythmic snoring. That sound used to always make me feel better when I was younger ...

A cold gust of wintry wind hit my face. The snow had not yet begun to fall. Autumn leaves crackled under my feet giving the illusion that ice was shattering. I bundled myself up tucking my hands in the pockets of my trench coat. I was cursing every higher power in the universe, “Why the ...

1. It’s Make Believe. Like it or not, haunted houses are an illusion. This is the most important thing to remember when you’re enjoying this festive night out. Haunted houses are something fun to do with your friends and family during the Halloween season. Of course, every spooky attraction is different, but some things never ...