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Creek Waters RoadA Story by EcnelisA medium is hired to get rid of a ghost in an old colonial home, a seemingly simple task. However he isn't prepared for the grief stricken ghost he f.. |
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House of SeancesA Story by MikelJohn Proctor is a medium. His talents are real. A malevolent spirit sees Proctor as a key to releasing the dead into the world of the living. |
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Routines and MediumsA Story by Lexi“You’ve changed,” he whispers as he slides the coffee cup across the worn cedar counter. I haven’t been feeling all that much .. |
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Psychic SecretaryA Book by Wendy Seames GarnerAfter an accident, Dianna starts hearing voices. She thinks, she is going crazy. One day, she realizes that the voices are those of the dead. She .. |
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Why Didn't You Tell MeA Chapter by Wendy Seames Garner“We saw how lonesome you were, and wanted to do something to help. We searched, until we found him, it was suppose to be a surprise for you.&rdq.. |
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Taking FlightA Chapter by Wendy Seames GarnerThoughts of recurring dreams, from her childhood, came pouring in on Deanna. Dreams in which she was flying, up above the earth, a strange mist beneat.. |
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All Day LongA Poem by Mike GoodwinGet out, get out, get outta my head. And fall into my arms instead. I don't, I don't, don't know what it is, but I need that one thing. You've got tha.. |
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Your Eyes Or MineA Story by Mike GoodwinBaby, it's a new age. You're like my new craze. Lets get together maybe we can start a new phase. This smoke's got the club all hazy, spotlights don't.. |
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The Dead Truth News Report #3A Story by Graysin AngelThis really works. I swear to God. I am talking to Nelson Mandela right now. |
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If only you could hear meA Poem by HeaVenKIts about somebody from the another side, It talked to me some times in the past but it stop now. I know it cares of me. if i were still medium I ne.. |
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They Are Measured By Their FutureA Poem by StephenIn the inflow of life’s affairsfills the heart, a breakable containerovertime the heart slowly fillsexploding if there is no drainerThe medium i.. |
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Used ToA Poem by Sophia MoosmannI used to hide behind the couches in the entrywayPressing my tiny palms against the wallAnd tucking my knees up to my chestNot because it was a gameBu.. |
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Microstory 88: GhostsA Story by Nick FishermanThis is a microstory. You'll have to read it to find out what it's about. |
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