Ghost stories from Misc

The Lantern Room

In the late eighties, my family traded the endless hum of the Chicago suburbs for a weathered farmhouse on the edge of Michigan’s Upper Peninsula. It wasn’t the kind of...

The Crossed Halos

The house on Thornapple Lane had a peculiar smell, a mix of old wood, dust, and something faintly sweet, like decaying flowers. My family had moved there when I was...

The Cold Recital

It was late November, and I was staying over at my friend Marcus’s place in the sleepy town of Red Bluff, California. His church, the First Reformed Fellowship, was holding...

The Lantern’s Debt

In the autumn of my eighteenth year, I thought I understood the dark. I had walked the back roads of Cinder Hollow at midnight, counted stars through the pines, and...

The Granite Lullaby

The first time I noticed the cold spot, I was standing in the nursery we’d just painted a soft sage green. The room faced the backyard, where the old granite...

The Concrete Perimeter

The clock on the nightstand read 3:31 AM, a red digital smear against the dark. Mira had woken with a gasp, the image of her grandmother’s face still burned behind...

The Weight of August

The fire took everything in late autumn, and I, Mara, found myself displaced to a small, peeling house on the edge of a town that seemed to have forgotten it...

The Seventh Visitor

It was a Tuesday in late February, exactly four days before the annual Harvest Moon Festival. My wife, Elena, and I had just settled into our farmhouse on the edge...

The Weeping Fig Tree

Dear reader, my English isn’t perfect, but I need to share what happened. I am a woman from Ankara, Turkey, now living in the Netherlands. My family still lives in...

The Index Finger

Lena’s thumbs hovered over the keyboard, the blue glow of her phone the only light in her tiny studio apartment. Her boyfriend, Marcus, had texted her at 6:47 AM, and...

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