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Appalachian settings, isolation, old families, folklore, religion, mountains and buried histories
A strange old house stands in rural northeastern Tennessee. The manor was once owned by a recluse. No one knew him, and he maintained that privacy. Gossip and tall tales revolved around him, so much so that the locals began…
We went hiking that October. The weather was cool and clear. The day began uneventfully. The forecast was positive. We geared up and traipsed across the countryside. It was me and my friends, Evan, Trinity, and Gavin. We walked for…
My dad died when I was young, so for a long time, it was just me and Mom. We stayed with her aunt for a week one summer. Aunt Zilphy had a good-sized house far back in the hollow. It…
I He lost his footing as he crested the mountain. He twisted his right ankle and slid. The gentle slope wasn’t exactly sharp, but was steep enough to send him rolling. He couldn’t stop his body. The evening dew had…
I I had no idea what lay ahead of me, probably nothing more than another hoax. Blue Hills Memorial Hospital had a long and uneventful history, yet the lore had lasted for decades. The stories I’d heard as a child…
With great force, the wind blew the tree branches against the window. Inky and black, the night seemed to be a frightening predator and I the only prey. Only a thin pane of glass protected me and sheltered me from…
After several weeks, they found him. His abandoned body lay in the remote woods, miles from civilization. The autumn nights had been below freezing and the days barely above. The elements had slowed decomposition and preserved his corpse. They could…
We went hiking that October. The weather was cool and clear. The day began uneventfully. The forecast was positive. We geared up and traipsed across the countryside. It was my friends Evan, Trinity, Gavin, and me. We walked for hours,…
I wasn’t a big believer in the paranormal until that night. Until then, I assumed it was all just smoke and mirrors. My best friend, Hannah, moved closer to me. I was overjoyed. In the rural Appalachian Mountains, homes are…
I clean the first floor of the Hospitality Resort. Sounds posh, but it isn’t. One thing you do in the housekeeping industry: learn the lingo. The second lesson you learn when cleaning up after the world? Which rooms you avoid.…
