Religion
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From the Case Files of Steven LaChance It was years after I left the Screaming House when I encountered one of the most intense cases outside of my own personal experiences. It was autumn, and I was called to a home in Southeast Missouri. Through conversations with the homeowner, I suspected it was most likely…
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From the Case Files of Steven LaChance I sat back in the comfortable leather seat of the black sedan, taking in the sights outside the window and feeling the cool air from the AC on my torso. “It is going to be a very hot day here. They say it could be as much as…
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From the Case Files of Steven LaChance In June 2007, I got a call about a family that needed help. They lived in a house in the Missouri woods, which they claimed was haunted. The wife had been held down and supposedly beaten in the shower, and the door to the oven had been ripped…
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HAUNTING STORIES: FROM THE CASE FILES OF STEVEN LACHANCE Sunday, October 25, 2026 By Steven LaChance I woke in the night, adjusting my eyes to the darkness of the room. A faint light filtered through the window, shadows moving when cars passed on the street below. At first it was only noise, small shifts in…
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What do you suppose Christopher Isherwood meant when he wrote these words? “I am a camera with its shutter open, quite passive, recording, not thinking.” The beginning is easy enough to understand, and it is the part most often remembered. I am a camera. Isherwood was a writer observing the world around him, recording the…
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I’ve been reading a great deal lately about humanity’s place in the universe. The deeper I go, the more fascinated I become by one simple fact. Across thousands of years, civilizations that never knew one another often arrived at remarkably similar questions about reality itself. I’ve spent time in Sumerian texts, Buddhist teachings, Greek philosophy,…
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Can you imagine being a kid, going to church, doing your best to be good, and then hearing something that changes your world? The very thing you were born to be, they are saying, is unholy. That you are unholy. You go to school, so happy to make friends, and that’s when you’re called “fag”…
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Right after my sister died, I went down a spiral questioning absolutely everything about life. I became angry and bitter. My mind was filled with questions, but one kept circling louder than the others: are we really in control of our lives, or is everything already decided and fate simply set into motion? Fate. There…
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You know what aggravates me? I mean, can I talk openly with you all without someone going off the deep end because they accidentally recognize themselves in what I’m about to say? I hope so because you know me. I’m going to say it anyway, and preferably before my coffee gets cold. I’m tired of…
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Nothing Else Should Matter— Steven A. LaChance How did we learn to live like this,in a world that leans so easily toward hate? Where did it begin,this quiet beliefthat we are somehow betterthan the person standing beside us,to the right,to the left,close enough to touchbut kept at a distanceby nothing more than an idea. What…
