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'Turn around.' whispered a faint voice from behind me.

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My neighbor is always sad on the anniversary of her daughter's disappearance.

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My mom screamed at me for coming late that night as there was a serial killer on the loose.

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As the elevator kept going lower I thought to myself, “I should have been a better man”.

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When my wife hung an eerie print of Picasso's Guitarist on the dining room wall, I thought I noticed the fingers move ever so slightly down the neck of the instrument.

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She began to sing a soft lullaby, sweet and lilting.

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"You said you'd love me till your dying day", she cried.

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I sobbed silently as I removed the wet sheets from my son’s bed and found bones underneath his mattress.

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I'm not supposed to accept lifts from people, but I recognise the kind face and blonde curls of my mother's friend.

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I love the sound of rain hitting my roof...

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
'Turn around.' whispered a faint voice from behind me.	184
My neighbor is always sad on the anniversary of her daughter's disappearance.	184
My mom screamed at me for coming late that night as there was a serial killer on the loose.	184
As the elevator kept going lower I thought to myself, “I should have been a better man”.	184
When my wife hung an eerie print of Picasso's Guitarist on the dining room wall, I thought I noticed the fingers move ever so slightly down the neck of the instrument.	183
She began to sing a soft lullaby, sweet and lilting.	183
"You said you'd love me till your dying day", she cried.	182
I sobbed silently as I removed the wet sheets from my son’s bed and found bones underneath his mattress.	182
I'm not supposed to accept lifts from people, but I recognise the kind face and blonde curls of my mother's friend.	182
I love the sound of rain hitting my roof...	182