It was a gloomy day in the middle of no where all i could see was piles upon piles of hay, it felt late and i ont kno...

The fields were parched. There was no water. Where was the rain, she wondered as she stared across the cracked land...

I'll miss the way the breeze would blow hair into his eyes, and the way I would brush it away, asking him when he was...

I stare at the row of perfect houses resting on the perfectly manicured lawns beneath a perfectly blue sky by perfect...

I found the ring on the bowling green. Slipped in my back pocket for later as I was in the middle of the tournament. ...

Set down the light set it down anywhere The pure clean of a random weeknight on the coach staring at the white ceili...

The young woman stood in the garden, clutching a bunch of dead flowers. "This place needs a LOT of work," she thoug...

I've love photography ever since my father got me into it a few years ago. It would be hard to fill in his shoes. Aft...

I clutched onto the flowers. Today was the day. I am only 19 but I am getting married right now. My father was a rich...

Down six steps and under the fire escape. Don't knock on the door, follow the hall to the end. Go through the curt...

He had her in his sights. The moment he saw her, he zeroed in on his prey. Her grace, her beauty... she stood apart f...

Holographic women are all the rage. Easier than humans to be around. No talking back or gorging on chocolates to ruin...

Leaving was the easiest decision to make, and the hardest action to take. They were just sitting there In the box. H...

Leaving was the easiest decision to make, and the hardest action to take. Nobody knows until they've been in those sh...

Leaving was the easiest decision to make, and the hardest action to take. He'd told his parents he wanted to move out...

"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 ...

I step back and look. It seems complete. Ms. Johnson comes over and looks at it. She barely glances before saying, "...

He stared at his reflection in the water for a long moment. He studied his eyes (the same dark brown that they had al...

The world was so close to perfect, he hated having to point out the flaws to the designer. It was his least favorite ...

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 ...

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...

This dream was better than waking. In it, his father took him fishing at Lake Oconee. They spent hours in their boat,...

This dream was better than waking. I was slim. Looked beautiful in the ivory vintage silk dress Mama had worn herself...

The dream was better than waking. I floated, all the past troubles seeming to dissipate before my very eyes. Luke was...