Rawderm

I grew up in a small, sleepy town where the winters were long and harsh. As kids, we loved the snow—it meant snowball fights, sledding ...

The courtroom was silent as the verdict was read. “Not guilty.” The words echoed in my ears like a mockery of my very existence. My ...

It was a cold, misty evening when Clara attended her friend Ethan’s funeral. The room was filled with muted sobs and the soft murmur of ...

It was a chilly November evening, and the leaves crunched beneath our feet as we walked up the narrow, winding path to my childhood home. ...

In a quiet town on the edge of nowhere, there stood a hauntingly beautiful Victorian house. Its ornate balconies overlooked a sleepy street, but the ...

It was midnight, and the fog hung low over the town. My hands were shaking, and the metallic smell of blood was still thick in ...

The rain poured down relentlessly as I hurried down the narrow alley, clutching my umbrella against the wind. It had been a long day at ...

“I have a secret…” whispered Nina, her voice barely audible, but the darkness around her seemed to listen intently. Her friend, Mira, leaned closer, a ...

It was a late autumn night when I found out the truth, the kind of truth that chills your bones. My best friend, Jason, had ...

Every night, when the moon hung like a thin silver blade in the sky, I’d hear the scratching from below. It began softly, like the ...