The Collector of Sorrows

I call myself a collector of sorrows. As a teen, I felt alone and ignored. My classmates bullied me, and my parents spent most of their time at work. They didn’t have the time or care to hear how Brett pushed me on the playground or how Tommy joked about my big nose. After a... Continue Reading →

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Makhar the Small

A while ago I posted a link to a Creepypasta story I wrote. Here it is again if you never read it. If you like H.P. Lovecraft, this is for you. I will tell this story only once. Pass it around. Alter it if you like. But once I am done with the story. I... Continue Reading →

Creepypasta- Makhar the Small

The other day I became gripped by the holy Halloween spirit and decided to write a short, scary story. Just today, the story has been posted on Creepypasta. Take a look here. If you're interested in creepy children, crazy cults, and mysterious creatures, take a look.

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