You know this comforting feeling of nostalgia? It always catches me up, when I look at old pictures, just like this. ...

"I hope we never grow up," Kate said. "We will," answered Petra, "But we don't need to grow old." The memories of th...

An old sepia photo can be a bullet. It can tear through the lineup of neurons, neatly lined up like socks on a bed. I...

"Following up from the fight we had last night Darren" "I don't wanna talk about it Judy" I can see the fear in Darre...

I spent days in the field, hoping to see something bloom. The desert surrounded me like the ocean that surrounds an i...

I got beans, greens, potatoes, tomatoes, lamb, ham, hogs, dogs, beans, greens, potatoes, tomatoes, chicken, turkey, r...

The wind whistled around me, caressing me like i was its lover. Its icy touch leaving trails of fire all over my skin...

i jumped off the bridge and hit the water. OK, so i didn't judge the height of the bridge or he depth of the water, b...

You could use a little direction, said Junie to Sam. They were sitting cross-legged in the wood chips on the playgr...

I look at the glistening gold clock hung onto the station wall. Time is ticking. So slowly I feel that time has froze...

This note. This one note. This small little ticket of joy, was my way out of here. Out of this dump. Where flies cons...

"Travel light, but take everything with you," he said, his sky eyes looking off into the distance, "you never know wh...

A dapper man picked up a penny. He tossed it the air, but it fell. He never caught it. A spankled girl kicked up her ...

The woman watched Martin run into the snow. She could see him for couple of meters, but the lost him in the snow. Thr...

The stories rarely stop when the party does. He was not tall, or lean, but he was fashionable. He had the bushiest ...

Drowning in the sea. That was the trick of it. To be seen to swoon, to fall to the bottom. The pretend to expire. It ...

Drowning in the sea. That was the trick of it. To be seen to swoon, to fall to the bottom. The pretend to expire. It ...

Marjorie was drowning. She felt the pull of the water on her legs and the icy shock in her heart. She hadn't even fe...

"there was blood on my pillow and a noose in my heart" These country singers were getting downright moros, good thou...

There was blood on my pillow. It's 6 a.m. and there is blood on my pillow. I started to try and remember what happene...

Whitechapel 1888. There was blood on my pillow again this morning when I awoke. My landlady has already been asking ...

"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...

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...

The young boy ran for his life, the giant monster of a dog chasing after him. The boy didn't do anything wrong, he th...

Wooshy Wooshy and futuristic Just out of the corner of my eye, that thing I had been running towards, to, seeking It...

Running from the swarm of bees, Roger kept his eyes firmly ahead knowing he'd be able to jump into the river, swim un...