Bree sat on the padded bench attached to the bay window, staring out as she wondered how long she would be at the wheel. It had already been two days. She hadn’t been at the wheel this long since Oliva was diagnosed and started going to therapy. Her therapist was going to love this. Bree…… Continue reading Parts
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The Little Matchstick Girl And The Angry Mob
The story starts off very much like it’s been told. With a little girl, barefooted with tangled yellow- blonde hair, using the ratty apron to carry homemade matches, more matches in her hand, desperately trying to sell them in the fading light of the day, trudging through the cold as snow fell into her tangled…… Continue reading The Little Matchstick Girl And The Angry Mob
Beware Of Thorns
It was the coldest day of the year when Adam first saw her. He was making his way back to his dorm when he saw a figure dressed in all black skidding down the sidewalk a few feet away. Acting on instinct, he reached out to stop her descent before she could seriously hurt herself…… Continue reading Beware Of Thorns
Evie’s Run , Or Who Wants To Live Forever Anyway?
As Evie slowly opened her eyes, she had the awful thought that whoever decided to design her sleep cycle for twelve-minute intervals should be shot. She was rested enough, she just hated waking up to the dank, grimy world around her. The windows of the gas station were either shattered or covered with so much…… Continue reading Evie’s Run , Or Who Wants To Live Forever Anyway?
Out Of The Rain
It was raining, with the occasional burst of thunder and lighting. He could hardly fly in this weather, so he knocked on the door, looking for a place to wait out the storm. It was a small house, yellow, with a white door, roof, and shutters. The only house for miles it seemed, on the…… Continue reading Out Of The Rain
The Body
“What should we do with the body?” The body in question looked like a bald chimpanzee, lying on the floor, his arms and legs splayed out, dark brown blood pouring from the gaping head wound, his brown eyes lifeless, his mouth agape, bearing fangs. The blood-stained salt lamp that had ended his life laid a…… Continue reading The Body