Shorts

  • New Year

    I wanted to check in with everyone who’s been here from the start. Life shifted, I had to rebuild, and the stories have been waiting patiently. Here’s where I’ve been—and where I’m headed next.

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  • Cry Baby Bridge

    “Bernadette turned. Tiny handprints fogged the glass —six, maybe seven of them. And just beyond, in the red glow of the taillights, something crouched low to the ground. Pale. Watching. ‘Damian,’ she whispered, ‘there’s a man in the woods…’ But when she turned back— he was gone.”

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  • Welcome to Remington

    Welcome to Remington, Georgia. The GPS won’t help you here. Some roads lead in. Not all let you back out📍#SouthernGothic #BlackHorror #RemingtonGA #SpeculativeFiction #HorrorStory For more Southern gothic stories woven in memory and myth, discover Rose Red Snow: A Southern Gothic Horror Novella

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  • Plushy’s World

    The footage began with wind. Not a strong gust—just a soft, rhythmic howling, like something breathing through a plastic tube. The image flickered. Static. Then: a slide. Bright red. Covered in dew. Calvin Reece’s voice was shaky but clear. “I, Calvin Reece, am recording this in case I don’t come back.” The camcorder jostled. A…

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  • “So What?”

    They always said time was linear, but in Remington, it folded like bedsheets– neat on the outside, chaos in the corners. I saw ghosts in military fatigues and grandmas in Sunday hats walking side by side down fog-drenched streets. And my father… he was dancing like he was in his youth to Louis, “A kiss…

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  • When Jackie’s uncle tells stories by the fire, they listen. But the tale of the man in the woods? That one feels too real. A stitched-eyed stranger, a hum in the dirt, and a warning that still lingers: Remington don’t forget. And neither does he.

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  • Remington, Georgia – It was just after sunset when Marcus and his younger brother, Darnell, took their usual shortcut through the alley behind EJ Knights Garden Apartments. Practice had run longer than expected—Coach wanted the team sharp; they were just one game away from the state championship. As the last remnants of daylight clung to…

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  • “In a world where technology has become a lifeline, Allen Harper is forced to confront the darkest parts of himself—and the creation he thought would save his family.” Remington, Georgia – 33 Benning Drive The evening sun dipped below the tree line, casting a warm, golden glow over the quiet street of Benning Drive. Al…

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