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NO. 059

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At My Friend's Haunted House Behind the Shrine

This is something that happened back in high school when I went over for a sleepover at a close friend's house. Her house sat directly behind a renowned shrine that drew worshippers from out of state, and she had always joked with a laugh, 'Things pop up at my place every now and then.' I wasn't sen…

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At My Friend's Haunted House Behind the Shrine
NO. 057

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Hey, Where'd You Go?

Ever since I was in middle school, or maybe high school, the uncle who had always doted on me passed away. He lived by himself, and when he slipped one day, he hit his head... and that was it. I cried…

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Hey, Where'd You Go?
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NO. 055

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A Strange Girl

This happened about ten years ago. Having only finished middle school, I left my backwater hometown—a place with nothing but farm fields—to look for work and moved to a slightly more developed part of…

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A Strange Girl
NO. 049

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Where Delusions About Her Husband Led

This is a story I heard from my friend, Ms. K. At the time, Ms. K had just finished building her dream home. She lived with her husband and their five-year-old son, who was at that delightfully mischi…

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Where Delusions About Her Husband Led
NO. 048

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You Shouldn't Die

Back in my thirties, my depression was so severe that I decided to end my life. There was a bridge in my hometown that was a notorious suicide spot. Around one in the morning, I parked my car in a vac…

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You Shouldn't Die
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