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...
Signs were put up on the wall, all help is lost . The war took the lives of many great, respectable people but this w...
Becky hoped Tom saw what she had written before her teacher did. Mr. Smith was notoriously tidy about the things in ...
I never liked autumn leaves as you do. I watched you look at trees, the delight on your face intensified when you clo...
Sister · Boyfriend · Orchestrate the split
"You know why girls suddenly change their hairstyles don't you?" He leered over my sister with that gap-toothed smug-...
There was a little girl who loved a boy. It was her first time with a crush on a boy. It was her first time with love...
The first time I saw Tommy, I knew he was a total douche. I don't allow my sister to date douches; shit — no brother ...
The bear was furious.
The bear was furious. He was knocking on doors, climbing stairs, and waiting for elevators, and he couldn't find Gold...
The bear was furious. He could no longer spot where the rabbit had gone. In the New World Order, this was something t...
The bear was furious. Dr Who had eaten his chocolate again. This time he wsn't going to let the jumped up timelord ge...
The building I lived in was old, rusty around the doorknobs, the 14th floor was still half under construction. The we...
My word muscles are stiff. My writing bones ache. The prose reads like a bruise. I burst bored air through my lips, ...
I lay siege to it. This was war and a fast and furious assault seemed the surest course. There was a front to push fo...
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 ...
The pistol was cocked, ready to go.
The pistol was cocked, ready to go. Aiming at the highway man was easy, pulling the trigger was the problem. I couldn...
The pistol was cocked, ready to go. “Your turn” she said, as my hands trembled in fear. Why was I here? Who was she? ...
The pistol was cocked, ready to go. I was going to show him. I was angry, no, furious. He cut me off! In this city, t...
Taste.
In the beginning, he tasted like rainwater: salty. Dried sweat around the rim of his mouth, a taste that clung to his...
In the beginning, he tasted like rainwater: salty. Dried sweat around the rim of his mouth, a taste that clung to his...
I can taste the tingle on my tongue the second it touches. I can smell the sweet/sour, crisp, smell. The food is amaz...
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...
"What the hell happened here?" The man in the blue button up military coat came up to the wreck. He wore a hat on his...
I saw the thing. It was preserved in the glass case, the only one of its kind. So faithfully had the curators touched...
"Well shit, that didn't work," the conductor said. He walked around the wreckage, pulling out passengers. Women, mos...