I shot my butler.
I shot my butler. He was a mole! I should have known. I'm trained to tell whether someone is lying or not. I'm a secr...
I shot my butler. I never really wanted to though, He was a kind man. It was a week ago, and since then I've been a...
"I shot my butler." I threw the manuscript across the room. Grabbed a scotch. No. Wait. Wanted a scotch, grabbed a bo...
There was blood on my pillow.
"there was blood on my pillow and a noose in my heart" These country singers were getting downright moros, good thou...
There was blood on my pillow. It's 6 a.m. and there is blood on my pillow. I started to try and remember what happene...
Whitechapel 1888. There was blood on my pillow again this morning when I awoke. My landlady has already been asking ...
the grand opening was boring yet it was also very romantic me and my husband had went to the opening because he knew ...
He looked upwards. My goodness - it was high! What would he feel like under these arched ceilings, dwarfed by the mas...
Arches atop tall pedestals opened into an ample space, magnified by groin vault ceilings. Red brick, scrubbed clean, ...
The kids huddled around the tiny bundt cake, sipping juice from their plastic cups. A lone candle burned at the cen...
We have been in the bunker for weeks now sharing a room with me and my five brothers. Its hard to imagine our life be...
If I were a scientist I would invent a drug, which could bring me back to all of the feelings I was able to experienc...
Private Morlane · Rooster · Let the regiment sleep
Hero at Midnight No one could remember who among them gave him the name Rooster; probably someone long gone by this ...
Private Morlane glanced at the watch that he'd taken off and left on the small table by his cot, rubbing his sleep-we...
Morlane hung his head. At times like these, his emotions were torments of conflict. He was grateful, yes; but he was ...
Two men entered, wearing respiratory masks. They came over to the register and looked at Martin, who just looked back...
Officer Malone stopped at the doorway of the house. "Do you smell that?" she asked. The rest of the team paused as ...
Woolly Mammoth · Ice Snakes · The Olympics
The woolly mammoth lined up for the next event in the prehistoric Winter Olympics: the 400 meter speed skating compet...
"Ice Snakes! I will not let you beat me into the Olympics!" Woolly Mammoth shouted as he watched the Ice Snakes perfo...
From the day the museum opened, the mammoth was the first thing every visitor saw. How could they miss it? It towered...
He stood outside the castle, looking in. That little fence was all that separated him from the world of imagination....
Billy was steadfastly unimpressed. "Can we go home now?" he asked. "But, Billy, don't you want to see the top of th...
My throat ached from a barrage of overpriced, fried abuse. My voice was hoarse, having spent most of the day screamin...
Chicken · Road · Reach the other side
I was twelve years old when I first sat behind the wheel. I was very nervous to drive but as I was very much into car...
"Don't you realize you can make a cake WITHOUT any the products of my femininity?" asked the chicken. She fluffed he...
I have anxiety issues okay? I swear every time I come here its the same goddamn thing. All I need is to walk, so I ap...
Malcolm's coo became a cry.
Malcolm's coo became a cry. The big hands came, to sweep him up, into the dark, cradled, into the big arms. And his c...
Malcolm's coo became a cry. The child peeked into the cardboard box, vexation clearly etched etched upon his face. "...
Malcolm's coo became a cry. It had been hours since we had locked ourselves out of the house but it made no differen...