Ghost stories from Armenia

The Girl in the Aisles

The fluorescent lights of the Meridian Superstore hummed a sickly lullaby over the linoleum floors. I was sixteen, lost in the labyrinth of electronics, my fingers tracing the plastic spines...

The Cold Note

Lena had moved more times than she could count, but this new house in the dusty outskirts of Millbrook felt different. It had a heavy silence that pressed against her...

The Gash That Remembers

I was twelve when I stayed at Aunt Marlene’s farmhouse, a place that smelled of woodsmoke and old medicine. She was a stout woman, her weight a constant source of...

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