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"Jesus Christ, look at his face, that - that can't possibly be a human," my wife whispered as she stepped aside letting me peer through the peephole.

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The worst part of quadriplegia isn't being unable to feel anything in any of your limbs.

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Woken up by a violent coughing fit that shook my ribcage, I recoiled in horror when I saw matted locks of white hair spilling out of my mouth.

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This morning at 4:08 AM on the dot the kidnappers, as promised, called to let me hear my daughter's voice.

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The thick white fog hisses and presses up against the glass windows, slumps down the old walls of our house.

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The dark sky swirls with rage, growls as thick clouds of dust twist malevolently beneath it.

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"Don't worry, it'll be perfectly fine," I lie to my assistant as I help her climb into the little box.

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My son has been waddling around in his halloween costume for almost a year now.

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The iron rod whistled through the air as it connected with the back of the old woman's head, killing her instantly.

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Finding a rotting corpse in my basement wasn't the most terrifying thing that happened to me today.

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
"Jesus Christ, look at his face, that - that can't possibly be a human," my wife whispered as she stepped aside letting me peer through the peephole.	15913
The worst part of quadriplegia isn't being unable to feel anything in any of your limbs.	11201
Woken up by a violent coughing fit that shook my ribcage, I recoiled in horror when I saw matted locks of white hair spilling out of my mouth.	11160
This morning at 4:08 AM on the dot the kidnappers, as promised, called to let me hear my daughter's voice.	1168
The thick white fog hisses and presses up against the glass windows, slumps down the old walls of our house.	888
The dark sky swirls with rage, growls as thick clouds of dust twist malevolently beneath it.	685
"Don't worry, it'll be perfectly fine," I lie to my assistant as I help her climb into the little box.	568
My son has been waddling around in his halloween costume for almost a year now.	267
The iron rod whistled through the air as it connected with the back of the old woman's head, killing her instantly.	259
Finding a rotting corpse in my basement wasn't the most terrifying thing that happened to me today.	249