There is an eerie, small town that seems to have come straight out of a horror story. This horrific town known as Deadman’s Paradise is always gloomy, sullen in the same way grim. It’s as if this town has never been visited by the sun. The only sources of outside light in the entire town are street lamps that constantly flicker. Most of the town residents stay inside their whole life besides occasional trips to the local grocery store.…
There are only two reasons anyone from the village seeks the heart of the forest. Either they are afraid of death, or they've come to seek it. There in the darkness is clearing filled with light, no matter the weather of the world beyond. There in the bright clearing is a small hut, its thatched roof laced with flowers in ever bloom. There in the hut is a girl whose heart-shaped face is streaked with ash.…
Indians approached them the next day and Luke and the Wagon Master rode out to have a confab. The Indians demanded two beef animals, or two mules. The wagon master refused the request. “That might not be wise, sir,” Luke advised him. “Nonsense, I’m not giving up animals, but I’ll be happy to hold a meeting tonight.…
New Terra, our last hope and place of tranquillity in our utterly chaotic district. However, this might have been our downfall. Being an aged individual, nearly 82, and the first of our kind born on New Terra I have grown up with peace among our peoples. But somehow in someone’s mind, it is alright to have war and violence and destruction.…
A Fresh Start through the Bermuda Triangle On the 4th of November 2000.I was forced to make the biggest change of my life. I had to migrate to the US. Could you imagine how upset I was? Oh my gosh.…
shaking him trying to wake him up but he remained motionless then Kenny saw it the first wolf it came slowly walking up. Kenny turned around and saw Stan open the door. Kenny turned back around and did the same they both started running and left Kyle back at the car. They couldn’t see anything through the snow except for a big rock coming up in front of them.…
Welcome to my collection A sudden gust of wind blows on top of him, sending shivers travelling from the bottom of his spine to the top of his head. Awakening, his eyes slowly open. As his vision slowly starts to unblur, he proceeds to survey his surroundings with his eyes. A pool of blood surrounds the man, the smell of iron mingling with the smell of dust and rotten wood containers filled his nostrils.…
Innocent until Persuaded Otherwise My knuckles become whiter and whiter with each piece of vitriol that spills thoughtlessly out of his mouth. Grinding my teeth, I look over his shoulder and stare blankly at the beige wall behind him, while trying to keep the left side of my face from twitching. Pure disgust, embarrassment, nausea—all feelings his ignorant words bring to the surface of my consciousness. I can’t blame him, yet I cannot stand him.…
Lonely and Broken By. Aniya crump I was a lonely child when I was little and to this day. My dad was in the military and died a month after I was born. I guess I could say that I met him, but I don’t remember him at all.…
Trapped You’re trapped in your mind. Nowhere to go. You don’t know how you got here and don’t know how to get out. You try walking, but it only leads into emptiness.…
The Tides of Winter Home doesn’t have to be four walls and a door. It doesn’t have to be a pair of arms, a smile, or even a laugh. Honestly, I believe that home, in its most loosely defined nature, can be just about anything, anything evocative; and one cold, Christmas night, ‘home’ became a moment in time. Something cold stirred me awake…
Starting Life Once Again, All Over Again Ike – Breakfast With Danny So here I am, staring face-to-face at the man I most wanted to impress. Yet I am impressing nobody. I am a mess.…
1 Sometimes I don’t know who I am, where I am, or what I’m doing. I feel imprisoned, sometimes, in a state of eternal dreaming. Although my dreams aren’t happy or fun or kind. They’re just dreams. They’re not real…
I am talking to mom about being ready to go to school on time in the morning. “Ben, did you make Kayla late for school?” Mom asked. “Yes, he did,” My sister, Kayla replied. “No I didn’t!”…
anna waters sept. 14, 2015 The Cave of Horrors There was a huge gaping cave. Dark, black, ominous. My mom and I timidly stepped in. The floors were cool and damp.…