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Horror is Other People
I noticed a jump from Issue Zero of this magazine to Issue One. Not in the quality of the stories. We got seven-hundred fifty submissions for Issue Zero and chose the top four. So the quality is there, trust me. But Issue Two is more cohesive and a better representation of horror targeted to a […]
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The Food Court
We have worked with the HWA to create a better version of our “New Talent” endeavor. We wanted to thank everyone involved in the process of improving, both those who’ve helped come up with solutions, and those who support our magazine in general. You all rock! Big Change #1 We will no longer call this […]
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A Minor FAQ
A Minor FAQ Recently, our followers on social media informed us that they want to know more about the section of our website which publishes writers under 18. We are hoping to change some aspects of this feature, and therefore wanted to give a quick guide to our current protocols for the sake of transparency […]
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Tiff and Lainey #2
by Alina Wahab
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Monster HD
by Selma Nieuwoudt
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Hello Fellow Kids
Every once in a while, we come together collectively as a culture to celebrate one of life’s least prestigious yet most impressive achievements: the successful artistic representation of adolescence. It’s a delight we all savor when a movie or a book or a television show actually pulls off the daring and oft-bungled attempt to show […]
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BELLS
by Megan M. Davies-Ostrom Rachel propped herself up and studied the bell her step-mother, Eleanor, had placed on the bedside table. Rachel liked the sound of bells. Throaty church bells, strident dinner bells, and the sweet little bell on Miss Kitty’s collar that chimed as she came running for the milk Cook put out each […]
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Nothing
by Douglas Smith “It’s nothing,” he says, not for the first time. She watches him straighten his tie in the hall mirror. So he doesn’t have to make eye contact, she thinks. “I fear nothing?” she says. “Then I must be fearless. I don’t feel fearless.” Leaning on the kitchen doorframe, she hugs her faded […]