A Haunting
a haunting mei-ling was walking home from school.
... and Hauntings
... and Hauntings We arrived home and with only a little effort I had Cleo and cubs inside the house. She had chosen my bedroom as her den without me even asking. She padded straight in from the door, headed up the stairs far easier than she had...
Haunted
**Haunted** ** ** _Written by Arian Mabe_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _A follow on from Frankie's monologue: Cages of the Past. An experimental piece, warning for themes of abusive relationships, death/suicide, mental health issues and self-harming._ _ _ _...
Haunted
Final Entry I hope you enjoy Haunted by what could've been. If only i'd known she was the one. Signs present itself only to be ignored By selfish arrogants. Fear clouded my view, I chose blindly, Only to lose the one i needed. 'If only'...
Haunting
a haunting - secrets of the seventh tower it was dusk, the sun had already settled under the horizon, but still it's last golden rays were enough to keep the creeping darkness at bay.
Ghostly Business
Ghostly Business For FriskeCrisps By Draconicon Crisp came from a long line of professional hunters, or at least, so his grandfather had told him. The wusky was a bit fuzzy on the details, considering that his dad was just an...
SubChp.1 Unexpected Finding
Tanya, after losing a bet, ends up having to spend the night in a haunted building. though she doesn't believe the tales of ghosts and goes.
Trap House
A feline walks up the steps and walks in through the open door. The house seemed very old, yet clean because there were no cobwebs or anything. She turned on her flashlight since it was a little dark but there was enough light...
SLICE! (the introduction)
## **Spoops Ahoy** "Holy shit, I can't believe we're doing this," the hyena giggled, holding the camera steady to capture every frame of the ongoing antics. Behind him, in the main hall, the frat's yearly Spooptapular Halloween Jam Down was in full...
Ghost Hunting
Ghost hunting was always such an interesting concept to you, a hobby you thought could at the very least fill time and expand your horizons. Curiosity led you to a seemingly abandoned mansion, and it didn't take long before the ghostly hosts and their...
Fluffybutt Prose Poem: Crumbs
The boarders do not know where they are. All they can call it is Hell. A boarding house with no apparent exit. A demented menagerie of lost souls and demons. When they aren't looking for an exit, the lost souls are having their skin ripped off them...
Something Watching Over Shoe
"Something Watching Over Shoe" It was a bright afternoon, the sun was shining down fairly hard for this late spring day, making it much warmer than it needed to be, but it didn't deter Crisp from his afternoon walk. The wusky sauntered along the...