Confession Made
I used to think that I had it MADE. Life was grand. Life was a piece of cake. IN the palm of my hand. Handed on a silver platter. I had my friends. I had my…
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I used to think that I had it MADE. Life was grand. Life was a piece of cake. IN the palm of my hand. Handed on a silver platter. I had my friends. I had my…
Milo sat across from the director, a glass of Single Malt in his left hand. He took a swig, closed his eyes, and let his head rest on the back of the chair. He…
“We’ve found another one,” Allen Greely said. “Another one? Where?” came The Director. “Seattle.” “Well that is certainly unexpected. “I thought so, too, sir,”…
“How did you want to do this?!” Logan looked at the job before them. “I’m not sure. It’s delicate work, and I’m not sure I have the hands to do it.” “Sure you…
“Who’s there,” I gasped as I stirred in my chair. My wrists were heavy; not tied down, but heavy. “Is there anyone there?” I asked. There was silence. “What is…
I hated storms. Well.. I didn’t HATE, hate them. It usually meant I didn’t have to go outside and ... nope, I hated them. Always dreary, soaking wet, and when…
“Hello?” My voice echoed in the darkness. “Is there anybody there?” I was met with the same hollow, disembodied mimicry. I stood in the vacuum. Alone. “Someone…
My Angel in the Night: I’ve been looking for you Intrepid traveler in my dreams. A ghostly vision behind my eyes. Amid my ungodly hallowed screams.. I lay…
“Sarah,” I called from the hospital room door. She looked up at me. There was no happiness in her eyes. Her lips were pale, and her cuts & bruises were…
“It’s very dark, Mandy. We shouldn’t be down here!” 9 year old Chris said to his 11 year old sister. “I don’t like the smell,” “Don’t be a chicken…
Vlad looked to me shaking his head, “I do not like where this is going. It’s all happening too fast,” he brushed away cold sweat from his brow. I ignored him…
The library was dark and musty. Tables, shelves and unused candles were dust-covered and forgotten. Skulking in the corner, Alastair crouched. “She’s supposed…
AS I slept, I found the air oppressive. Sweat fell from my forehead down into my ear. I coughed. The pain in my head reminded me of the goose-egg above my…
“This stuff doesn’t work, Ella,” Jordan laughed, if a little nervously, “Besides, how did a Psych-Major student like you ever get into Ouija Boards?” Ella…
It was a sunny Sunday at the park. I was 5 years old. My mother’s resolve was waning. “I am, TOO, old enough for the slide. Look,” I pointed to the other lucky…
She thought she was alone. sitting in the silence. Her eyes spied a visage From her yesterdays. A sad and desperate face, belying his disgrace. A hunger lies…
Finally alone. Drinking in the silence. The mirror shows the shadows From her yesterdays. And tho’ reflections never lie. Her anger never dies. Remembering his…
“Chancellor,” Captain Locke urged, “I don’t think they mean to answer!” she pointed a finger at the alien vessel on the view-screen. Chancellor Raymond…
Tonight he decided to dine with Juliette. A final meal. The menu? Roasted Lamb with all the trimmings. The details of the meal were important. Each ingredient…
“I was wondering,” Kate started. “Ya?” Astra coaxed. “If we traveled through time and met ourselves, would the other “us” recognize us?” “That would depend,”…