Tobias Wade, Valerie

Tobias Wade

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Los Angeles, CA, United States

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Recent:
  • Unknown
Past:
  • Valerie
  • Thought Catalog

Past articles by Tobias:

Sleepless Nights by Tobias Wade

… ⇔ Sleepless Nights 168 Horror, Mystery, Thriller, and Suspense Short Stories by Tobias Wade Publisher: Haunted House Publishing LLC Publication Date: February 1, 2019 ⇔ The news said 33 miners were trapped when the mine collapsed. And why wouldn’t they? 33 people were pulled out of the ground. The men were buried 700 meters below the surface. There was no way in or out. But the miners who were… → Read More

My Self-Help Tape Told Me To Kill Myself

The enthusiasm was deafening. → Read More

The Smallest Coffins Are The Heaviest

A wound that my mother says is a blessing in disguise, but I don’t see it. → Read More

I’m Ready To Tell You What Happened After I Found My Diary I Didn’t Remember Writing

“It’s hard to tell what we’re going to need… until we need it. Take care now.” → Read More

Most People Think They Know Where God Lives, But The Truth Is Like Nothing You Could Imagine

“You must never ask God and for anything. You must only thank him for what he has already done.” → Read More

My Stalker Wishes Me Happy Birthday Every Year

“He’s going to hurt you, Mahjouba. You wouldn’t be the first either. Get out, or this may be the last card you ever receive.” → Read More

My Family Has A Twisted Secret And I Can’t Wait To Be Part Of It

It isn’t the mundane type of secret either: Dad isn’t hiding any affairs, Mom doesn’t drink herself to sleep, and my sister doesn’t sneak boys or drugs up to her room. They do, however, all have th… → Read More

If These Babies Are Stillborn, Then Why Can I Hear Them Crying?

This was a first for me. I’ve never seen a doctor pronounce a child stillborn with a hand over its mouth to suppress its cries → Read More

Timmy Preston Is Missing

It was the first time I’ve ever seen a Facebook ad for a missing person → Read More

The Other Side Of Sky You Go To When You Die

When I was about to die, my life didn’t flash before my eyes. → Read More

I Found The Recordings Of Two Men Who Explored The Dark Web And What I Saw Was A Nightmare

The screen shakes erratically, and there’s nothing but splinters and lances of light and screaming. → Read More

Someone Is Leaving Me Messages In A Bottle, And I’m Scared To Find Out Who

The paper — the bottle — even the smooth archaic penmanship, all seeming ancient and untampered with. So what were the chances that it would be addressed to someone else with my name? → Read More

Sgt. Dawson’s Widow Deserves To Know How He Really Died

“Something’s coming Frankie, and I don’t want to be around when it gets here.” → Read More

There’s Message For My Mother In My Dead Grandfather’s Self-Portrait

“Don’t you worry, I still know how to paint a happy picture. I’m just saving it for the year when your mother finally forgives me.” → Read More

There’s A Story Out There That Destroys The Mind Of Anyone Who Reads It

“What did you read?” I asked my brother, needing an excuse to look away. → Read More

Confessions Of A Hospice Worker

I am not dead. Can you hear me? → Read More

You Don’t Have To Sell Your Soul To Become An Artist (Trust Me, I Used My Wife’s Instead)

Madness isn’t usually loud like it’s portrayed on the screen. It’s not bright either — no supernova of unfettered emotion or physical deformity to hint at the rot inside. → Read More

Most People Think Lilly Is Missing, But Alexa Knows Where She Is

“Is your daughter…?” Dave began. → Read More

Are You Happy Now?

I hate how much sense he made at the time. I hate how easily I let it go. → Read More

In The Words Of My Daughter’s Twin, ‘You Can’t Hurt Someone Who’s Already Dead’

@debooshka Don’t you dare tell me that there are lots of kids who look the same. Don’t pretend this is some sort of funny coincidence either, like the kindergarten teacher does. I’d know my baby girl anywhere. I know the way her hair smells, and how her soft little hands feel in mine. I know her giggling laugh, the way she puffs out her cheeks when she’s angry, and the light in her eyes when she… → Read More