Rona Vaselaar
Rona Vaselaar is a graduate from the University of Notre Dame and currently attending Johns Hopkins as a graduate student.
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Rona Vaselaar
A Traveling Medium Just Visited My House, And I’m Terrified Of What’s Staying Now That He’s Gone
It took me several long moments to open eyes that I didn’t remember closing and turn them towards the direction of the voice. It was still dark in the room – much darker than should have been possible, given that it was still the middle of the afternoon – and very little was visible. And yet there, in the corner of the room, I saw a shadow, just a touch blacker than the rest of the darkness around it, reaching for my mother.
If You Knew The Truth About What Has Been Keeping My Sister Alive, You’d Never Step Foot In Our House Ever Again
Of course, what person in their right mind would let her put them through such pain year after year after year? My idea was interesting, but totally impractical, given that tiny little problem. So I let it go, for the time being, and life continued on as usual.
I Started Collecting Pennies When I Was Little, But You’ll Be Shocked When I Tell You The Truth About Why I Still Do It Today
The beast was huge, looming. I couldn’t see Mr. Wilson beyond it, but I certainly heard him scream. I heard the gun fire as he tried to kill it.
In 1976 A Bunch Of Children Went Missing From Our Town, And I Think I’ve Found Out What Happened To Them
Not only are there more creatures like Pip and Jo, but those creatures are living in our hometown. Outside. Completely free.
And they might not be as kind as our guardians.
My Sister Died When She Was 15, And There’s A Part Of Me That Wishes She’d Stayed That Way
To the untrained eye, she didn’t look dead. She looked very much alive, in fact, but even the most oblivious of persons would be able to tell that she was… different. I could feel it as she stared at me, her eyes unblinking.
My Cousin Is Really Into Practical Jokes, But His Last Prank Seems More Sinister Than Usual
On impulse, I threw the notebook in the trash bag and began to drag it out of the shed. That journal was a joke gone wrong and I felt that nobody really needed to see it. Spencer would probably prefer it if I threw it out, anyway.
Most People Think What Happened To Our Local Baker Is An Urban Legend, But I Know The Gruesome Truth
So, in the dark of the night, I chose a fate for both Alessandra and myself, and prayed to whatever could hear me that I would escape this ordeal alive.
There’s A Secret Living In Our Library’s Basement, And Only My Mom And I Know The Truth
Mom and I were so excited to begin renovations that we didn’t even stop to think about how our library guardian would feel. We just assumed that it wouldn’t even notice, what with being stuck in the basement all the time.
I Took Over As My Town’s Librarian For A Week And Discovered Something Fucked Up In The Basement
After about three weeks, I’d decided that, yes, there was a ghost, and I was beginning to understand its preferences.
I’m Finally Ready To Reveal Some Of The Darker Secrets Surrounding My Family’s Teahouse
Witch? Honey, that doesn’t even begin to cover what I’m capable of.
I Almost Picked Up A Stranger At A Bar, And I’m So Grateful I Changed My Mind
Her hand was shaking around the dry martini that she’d ordered, she whispered to herself at odd intervals, and, most worrying, the left side of her face was graced by a dark purple bruise.
My Cousin And I Were Hunted By Something On Our Family Farm, And I Think It’s Still Out There Somewhere
My heart began to pound in my chest as my stomach burned with the stress of the situation. Oh, God. We were going to have to get through those rusted blades, shimmy out of the crawlspace… all before the creature saw us.