Short stories that are somewhat scary. Some are creepy. Some are funny. Some aren't believable. But almost all will give you chills.

WARNING! Please be advised that this is not a bedtime story about sparkly fairies and pink unicorns. This book may contain graphic descriptions of poisoned apples and witches' ovens. It is not appropriate for supernatural beings under the age of 377 (excluding vampires and werewolves). DISCLAIMER: Wicked Witches Inc. and Evil Stepmother Enterprises are not responsible for any maiming, mass murder or permanent insanity resulting from the reading of this book.

Living in the town of Derry hasn't always been easy. Constant bullying from popular kids who don't know how to back off, random children disappearing, and your family always abusing you for being different. No, living there wasn't a walk in the park.

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"Beep beep Richie" I told him, he looked at me the same as he always had. And once again tried to lean in, just as he always does. And I pushed his face away. Just as I always do. He frowned. "Sorry hot stuff, but you and I both know you want it" and he was right. But I just never let him have it. No matter how many times he tried. It wasn't me playing hard to get or anything like that. It was me not wanting to get hurt.