It was called the Hating Tree

The tree was old, twisted, grey thing in the middle of the forest. Its leaves had left it for good many years ago, so the branches laid bare, reaching skywards like jagged hands. The damn thing, honestly, probably wasn’t even alive anymore. The bark of the tree fell off in pieces, and where it hadn’t already come off, there was carvings. Countl Read More
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Charles Robert Olevsky

If you do a Google search for “Charles Robert Olevsky,” nothing will come up. Well, maybe by the time you read this they’ll have indexed this particular content, but aside from that, my name has been absent from the Internet. I lead a dull life. I’m a daytrader. Upper-middle class. No family, few friends. To be honest, I’m a homebody. Lif Read More
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Behind every door, Beneath every bed

My son came home from school with an odd new nursey rhyme. Aiden had always loved singing little songs. The first he ever learned was twinkle twinkle little star. In his mind it morphed from a little ditty to an opera. He would stand up on his chubby legs and belt it out. “TWINKLE TWINKLE!” It was as if he was on a stage. I loved it, of c Read More
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Pig Iron

I’ve heard it said by many that you don’t become a blacksmith; instead you are born a blacksmith. The knack for working metal seems to be as innate as an artist’s talent, a writer’s skill or a musician’s ear. It can be taught, yes, but a true master can only be forged from the right stock. And I’ll tell you now – without the slightest Read More
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My girlfriend was never the same after the car accident. I guess the brain is just a fragile thing.

Most teens tend to do stupid things, and I certainly wasn’t an exception to the rule. My mistakes seem to bare down on me more than the usual person however. You see, my mistakes lead to a drunken car accident with the love of my young life at the time. A woman who will never be the same as she was 10 years ago. We were young, and oh so dumb. I t Read More
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The Cage

The cage has been passed down since before written record. It moves from mother to daughter in a silent ceremony. The bars of the cage still glisten with what gold remains untarnished. The rest has fallen victim to that serial murderer known as age. The lean door still opens and closes; dust from ancient beings loosed from its hinges. Dust, af Read More
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There are scarier things in the skies above the South China Sea than the Chinese Air Force

I know I’m not supposed to talk about this, but I just can’t keep quiet. I need to tell someone about what happened to me and my fellow airmen back in early 2014. I was stationed at Kadena Air Force Base in Okinawa Japan and Uncle Sam had blessed us with the P-8 Poseidon, a modified Boeing 737 that the Us Navy turned into a top of the line surv Read More
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My Dad told me to never go into the basement (Part 4)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 I am nine years old. It is the second time my Dad whispered to me before shutting my bedroom door. “Don’t go into the basement”. It is the middle of the night. I am ripped out of sleep and the first thing I notice is the absolute silence. Our house is old, built hundreds of years ago by the hands of my ancest Read More
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Safety

Our grandfather was obsessed with safety. Whenever my brother and I went out, he’d tell us to be careful and watch out for cars and slippery spots on the ground. If we were playing around the house, he’d demand we keep an eye out for sharp corners on the coffee table or wires we might trip over. Even when we were going to bed, he’d stand over Read More
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Planning a 13th Birthday for my Oldest Child and Could Use Some Help

Hello again, everyone. I have had some interest in my life since my [open letter] (https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/46mtbi/an_open_letter_to_the_woman_at_walmart/). Some people thought I did horrific things to my children that churn my stomach to even think about. I am not a monster! I love children. I thought that if I came back, you coul Read More
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