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In 1967, Sarah bought an antique mirror at a local estate sale. That night, she noticed her reflection would move seconds after she did. Within weeks, she started hearing whispers from the mirror at midnight. Her husband tried removing it, but it always returned to the wall by morning.

Have you heard about the old hospital on Pine Street? They say at midnight, you can hear children laughing in the abandoned pediatric ward. But here's the thing - those giggles don't sound quite human. A nurse who worked there told me the children's ward closed thirty years ago.

The birthday party was perfect - balloons, cake, and children's laughter filling our backyard. Then my daughter pointed to her friend Sarah waving from the treehouse. I froze. Sarah had moved away six months ago, after the accident. Nobody was in the treehouse.

Sarah pulled into the abandoned Blackwood Motel at midnight, despite local rumors about vanishing guests. The flickering neon sign cast eerie shadows, and the old caretaker's words echoed in her mind: "Room 13 has been sealed for a reason."

In the summer of 1993, local hikers discovered a perfect circular clearing in the dense forest, where no vegetation would grow. Electronic devices would malfunction within its boundaries, and visitors reported experiencing intense headaches. The phenomenon disappeared as mysteriously as it emerged.

Lava is pouring into the water. I'm fucked.

They found an old camera in a drained lake last Tuesday, its lens caked in black silt. When the film was developed, the images weren't of scenery, but of a human stomach. Each photo showed a different, undigested wedding ring, and the photographer’s own reflection in a bloody scalpel.

Sitting by the window this morning, watching leaves dance in the breeze. Reminds me of autumn days at your grandfather's house. The wind would rustle through those big maple trees, and we'd all gather inside for hot cider. Funny how memories just float by.