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My Friend

Have you met my little friend Mr Knife? He’s the bestest, bestest friend Of my life Causes bothers For some others Causes strife But he’s the bestest Of the bestest Mr Knife Mr Knife has been with me Since ten … Continue reading

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What Lies Within

I still remember ‘the place’. That’s all we ever called it. No other name. It was as though, to our childhood minds, any other name might render it more frightening, more portentous, more chill. We couldn’t risk giving it any … Continue reading

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Broken Chair (Horror Flash Fiction)

A desolate house and a single broken child’s chair was all the police found upstairs. The house had been deserted, clearly, for many weeks. The man who lived here was long gone, and only these memories remained. Underneath the house, … Continue reading

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Nasty Boy (Horror Flash Fiction)

Wilson was a nasty little boy. I always knew it. I was about five years older than him, and he was my neighbour. He looked like a little angel. Shock of pure blonde hair on the whitest of skin, a … Continue reading

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Fortune

I will read your fortune. Sit quietly and concentrate on what you want to know. Sometimes we don’t really realise what our true questions are, so let them rise. The cards will know, and tell their story, but you may … Continue reading

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Hever House

Hever House burned on April 3rd 1928. No-one ever knew what started the conflagration, be it accident of intent. My family, being its owners down a long and dark ancestral line, had some reason for regret at its loss. To … Continue reading

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Flash Fiction – Angry Child

She was an angry child. And as they say, angry children grow into angry adults. Her parents barely noticed, but then they barely noticed her at all. They were busy, of course, being ambitious, being successful, being wealthy. And so … Continue reading

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The Mystic (Horror Flash Fiction)

The mystic brushes the leaves and dirt carefully, in a simple, meditative circular motion. In this as in all things he is precise, deliberate and on the brink of peace. The morning is only just breathing, the light of a … Continue reading

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(Flash Fiction) Dolly Did It

She was such a little doll, that’s what they all said. Her skin so white and smooth, her face so structurally perfect, her eyes so wide and blue. Just a little doll. So they laughed when as a child she … Continue reading

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(Flash Fiction) Television

The first sign was on television.  In retrospect that might have been surprising, given the total unrest, but I didn’t hear it.  Or if I did I didn’t understand, in my first waking moments, that the sound was louder than … Continue reading

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