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The October House

The October House still had its old Victorian shape —two tall towers, three and a half stories high, small rooms with low, sloping roofs at the very top, a Widow’s Walk above a closed porch, two stories and a huge attic. Inside, it had become more modern. When we finally bought the house three years after we graduated from college, we had spent another two years upgrading the wiring, plumbing and a new, more efficient heating system along with much additional insulation. There was even CAT6...

The Crane House

As I was growing up in western New York, I heard a tale of the haunted house out on Mill Road in the township of Busti. Now Busti Township is made up of ten villages or hamlets in an area of about 48 square miles, but the actual town of Busti itself was originally called Busti Corners because it grew up centered on five intersecting roads. These were Forest Avenue Extension from Jamestown; the Busti-Sugar Grove Road, the opposite direction of Forest Ave.; County Road 18; County Road 328; and...

The October House

The October House still had its old Victorian shape —two tall towers, three and a half stories high, small rooms with low, sloping roofs at the very top, a Widow’s Walk above a closed porch, two stories and a huge attic. Inside, it had become more modern. When we finally bought the house three years after we graduated from college, we had spent another two years upgrading the wiring, plumbing and a new, more efficient heating system along with much additional insulation. There was even CAT6...

Old House

I really need a vacation. I work for one of the finest women’s clothing stores in the city and, recently, I have been working very long hours. Our manager is leaving and the company is deciding whether to hire someone from within the store or from outside. The fact is, I’ve worked very hard for the company for several years and, at the age of 35, I feel I would make a good manager. I really want the job. Okay, it comes with a lot more responsibility, but the pay increase is definitely worth...

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A Man Around the House

A Man Around The House By Julie I was born Theodora Jane Williamson. Quite a handle, huh, but I went by T.J. (wouldn't you?). I was named after my great grandmother on my father's side. She was a neat old gal. She lived to be 86 years old. She and I were buddies before she passed away. I was her first great grandchild and she left her home to me in her will be because she knew I loved it. The house was almost as old as she was. As glad as I was for such a big...

Safe House

A Safe House?1 The OfficeSusie went over and over her options on the short Taxi ride from her plush modern office to the nondescript street of workmen's houses where the woman at the help desk had directed her, "They offer the utmost in confidentiality and sensitivity when relationships fail, everything from a refuge or safe house to a reconciliation service for the professional or business woman," she had been assured, and now after paying the driver, she walked slowly down the street looking...

GATEWAY 1 GATEWAY HOUSE

The real estate agent turns her signal on. We are traveling down a county road dozens of miles from the nearest small town that held her office. I find myself leaning forward against the seat belt in anticipate that we must be getting close but I can’t see where the next turn is among the trees ahead on either side of the narrow, paved road. From all reports, the property we are nearing by the mile is a steal, almost a give-away … perfect for what I have been looking for. I turn from the...

Hollytown House

The screech of car tires against the soaked wet tarmac filled the air as cars passed by at a slow but steady speed. The sky is painted with dull grey clouds filled with rain threatening to pour down. Drops of rain water dripped from windows, cars, tree leaves, and walls. A slightly cold breeze gushed around the street corners and not too many people stayed outside for too long before running into a shop or a house. The pavements were empty as shops began to close, people started to go...

Deepa Aunty From Prostitute House

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Grandma s House

GRANDMA'S HOUSE By Lisa Lovelace Over the river and through the woods... It all started late one sunny afternoon when I was eleven years old, while Mother was getting dressed to take Father to the wedding of the daughter of one of her close friends, way down in Pullman. She called to me from her bedroom. "Liam! I think I left my tea in the kitchen. Would you bring it to me, please?" I did, and walked into my parents' bedroom to find Mother dressed in a short dressing gown....

Bikini Beach the Nerds Frat House

This tale is very loosely based on Revenge of the Nerds, and is set in the Bikini Beach universe. The characters were initially defined in my earlier tale "Bikini Beach: The Nerds - Revenge", and are listed here for reference. This story is copyright by the author, all rights reserved. It may be posted on Fictionmania. Any other free site may post this story with permission of the author. Cast of Characters Brandon - a nerdish type who fits the stereotype to a tee, and...

My House

I pull my car into the visitor parking slot like I was told and kill the engine. The house is some massive post colonial affair with colonnades of stone and marble. It stretches on for a distance, a long distance, and wells up all around like a physical force. Bizarre. Totally bizarre. I check my watch. Three minutes to spare; I do like being on time. It’s not like a house in the suburbs. I can’t hear the bell when I ring but it must have successfully gone off...

One Night at a Haunted House

As in almost any of old houses the door began to squeal as Harold and his assistant started to open it up. Although the house was old and unattained it was clean, no dust around what so ever... Perhaps the rumors are being spread through the people by Harold, so more people would rent the "haunted" house for the night. Yes, it is most likely that the house is being cleaned and maintained every now and then and all the stories are lies... This house doesn't look as large as was...

Scary Stories to Tell The Frat House

The abandoned house was plain creepy. Every time Heather passed it on her way to her dorm room from class it gave her the shivers. She remembered when she was in high school, all the kids would play truth or dare and it seemed that every game the house would be mentioned in a dare; ‘go egg the house,’ ‘go knock on the house door,’ ‘go in the house.’ Of course everyone who got dared to do any of those things chickened out. “Earth to Heather.” Her boyfriend Carl said. “What?” Heather said coming...

Primrose House

Note: This story is based loosely upon a letter that appeared in an early edition of the Petticoated website. I think it's still available to read, although I can't remember the name of it. Primrose House I took the call at 3pm on an idle Wednesday. I knew the voice was Helen's straight away. Even as a girl she had always spoken so precisely, so elegantly, that it was hard to mistake her soft Home Counties accent despite the advancing years. The way she pronounced the S...

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