She'd have preferred the electric chair.
I couldn't move. My legs felt like jelly and I had to sit. Everything in the hospital seemed to go blurry. "Are you o...
She'd have preferred the electric chair, but he wouldn't have it. "Think about how much easier it would be on everyon...
"She'd have preferred the electric chair," Melanie said. A half grin sat on her lips as she stirred the crinkle fry ...
I lost my grip on the wheel.
It was late, one winter night. I was not accustomed to being awake at this hour. My car didn't handle the cold well, ...
I lost my grip on the wheel. It had happened before, but it wasn't nearly as embarrassing as now. I had just left P.E...
Driving along a road at night, rain pelting down, tall trees waving low branches across the sky, no moon, no road lig...
I slept inside the dream I didn't spin from yarn this time inside my dream i didn't spin another lie within the tale ...
Sasha stretched as she woke, the cold early morning air stinging her skin. Looking around, it took a moment to figur...
When I woke up this morning, I knew it was going to be a good day. No groggy moans coming from my body as usual. A ...
His apology was not the thing she'd expected when she checked her phone in the morning. With one eye she stared at th...
"What is this?" I ask, my voice becoming more and more hysterical with every word I say. "It's your life." Jordan say...
The words hovered beneath my glowing finger, power incarnate. I lifted the text, spinning it lazily in the air, befor...
Light.
Face down on the cold floor of the cathedral, Brother Fidelis whispered his prayers. Though his lips brushed the dust...
Light. Fuck light, right? Right. Light just shows what I don't want to share, it takes away my CHOICE. Isn't that ...
Light as a feather. Light on the eyes. Light flashing into tear streaming eyes. Light in my arms, My long-lost love...
Your 8 year old Brother · Dracula · Mixtape
My eight-year-old brother couldn't sleep. He had watched a scary movie, and its main character was invading his thoug...
We were sitting in the basement, Danny and me. Tv's on. Hockey game. Upstairs ma and pa is fighting again. Bills. Or ...
dear bobo, happy birthday! i am sorry i missed it, but i hummed the song for you this morning while we convoyed into ...
My friends are so annoying they threw fake snow all over me as my perfect chocolate chip cookie recipe came out of th...
Her joints screamed as the winter chill ran through her veins and iced her skin. It was so cold out and this blizzard...
Heating nothing as I refrigerate. Eating nothing as my body preserves. We eat and are ultimately eaten. Preheated,...
Cindy yawned and stretched as she started her day. It was time to walk her pet octopus. She pulled Ollie out of his...
This is the short story about the journey of three friends from plumstead to central london at 23/02/2015. Friend ...
Penelope loved the fountain, loved the way the water sprayed, cooling her in the hot sun, making her clothes cling as...
He wandered a lot. Not usually while he was home, but when the time presented itself and he was in a new location bef...
"Let's go for a walk," I said. "I have eaten the salami and now I have strength and you girls need to find sex partne...
If I had a box full of pounds from every time someone said if I had a pound for every time It would probably have lik...
She didn't look at him.
She didn't look at him she couldn't tell him. She couldn't even tell her family. What would they say? What would they...
She didn't look at him; she looked past him, half closing her eyes as if basking in the sunlight. She was really tryi...
She didn't look at him. She couldn't look at him. What would he think? she wondered as she sipped her wine and kept h...