For example, my story The Oncers is an adaptation of my childhood fears. I grew up in a traditional English house with a formal lounge or family room as we call it, the house had a simple dining room off the kitchen. The only trouble was that the dining room and the lounge were on opposite sides of the house forcing a young boy to go from the dining room to the lounge at various times of the day. This meant he had to pass through the dreaded front entry and pass by the bottom of the stairs. His imagination had told him not to look up the stairs in case the Oncer was returning his look. So That is one example.
One of my newest stories involves a Doctor who is obsessed with the afterlife, or life after death, he endeavors to follow souls or life forces at the moment of passing. He hand his assistant create and environment and a piece of equipment to follow the life force as it leaves the human remains, only to find that the journey does not end there. They follow the life force or entity as it moves on only to be totally surprised and shocked at where the life force finally ends up.
This story comes from a personal experience in an MRI machine, while in the machine for a lengthy period of time this idea came to me, so I embellished it and am in the throes of completing the story.
There are many more in the archive, it is just a matter of putting them on the page for all to enjoy, think about and may be even a little thrilled at times.