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, ...

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...

The year was 1986 and she was a high school softball star. So young and full of potential. She was beautiful. She had...

The year was 1986 and I was 10 years old living in south Louisiana. My family had been living in Louisiana for gener...

The year was 1986. My home, a typical home in Suburbia, USA. My life, a typical American teenager, filled with angst ...

Your foundation was laid a long time ago. You said it was always the same, just before. His voice offering up your na...

Monica Albott had never been beautiful. Sure, she had been cute, pretty even, but never beautiful. She said this ove...

Creeping up again. That is what I thought as as I woke up in my nice but dull apartment. The life I had made for myse...

"What's that, Daddy?" James hid a smile behind his hand and answered, "That's a telephone, sweetie. You put money in...

It's ringing. Ringing. Ringing. Ringing. STOP it from ringing! Karla never wanted to hear his voice again. Never wan...

A dry, sandy summer like this one. I had met him just a mile down, by the Shell gas station, his cowboy boots kicking...

"No parking anytime" read the sign on the tall, black, iron gate. "Well, if I'm going to break the rules, I guess th...

There once was a house that no child or adult dared enter, the house was known to be haunted. Even though that the ho...

Joshua parked in front of the iron gate, irritated at this sign, just one of many from his absentee father. He was ne...

I remember when I was a kid. I sat on the edge of my father's car, waiting for him come home from his walks. I would ...

I remember the smell of wet snow on a blinding morning. Squinting through glare and steam. Battleship twigs wobble in...

The winter of 1970 in the Bay Area was not something I ever expected to experience- especially since I was born in 19...

"Hey Macarena!" Robert watched in complete disbelief as the group of Anonymous supporters-turned-flash mob began to ...

It was practically viral by now. the video a friend of mine had posted on youtube, of our mass dance party for cance...

It was all good and well having a goal in life. Knowing your purpose. He had known his for years, he had worked tirel...

Idyllic farmhouse? Well, appearances can be deceiving, I suppose. If the For Sale sign in front had said, "Abandon a...

The day it burned down my mother locked herself in her room and wouldn't take any visitors. "Mom, come out of there...

The zombies beat upon the door to the church. The flowering vines clung to the brink walls like dead man's fingers, w...

Fancy dress at Tom's party was optional, but all the children wore something wacky. First prize was for the circus ri...

Dear Mom, Do you remember this picture? I do. I remember a lot about those days, when we were a family. Yesterday, I ...

"What the hell kind of superhero costume is that?!" My dad was yelling so loud I could hear him from my room. When th...