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...
"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...
Bombs were the last thing on his mind.
Bombs were the last thing on his mind. Everyone was hiding under desks, wary of the slightest sound whereas he was w...
Bombs, were the last thing on his mind. Jack turned and spoke " It's funny, that today would have to be the day we be...
Bombs were the last thing on his mind. So, when the topic came up, Ben was staring out the window thinking about his ...
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 ...
There was blood on my pillow.
"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 ...
"No parking anytime" read the sign on the tall, black, iron gate. "Well, if I'm going to break the rules, I guess th...
There once was a house that no child or adult dared enter, the house was known to be haunted. Even though that the ho...
Joshua parked in front of the iron gate, irritated at this sign, just one of many from his absentee father. He was ne...
This dream was better than waking.
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...
He was always a weird kid.
Words were labels that he had never paticularly enjoyed. Words were lazy, letting you lapse into not thinking about t...
She was the most delicate girl in town.
She was the most delicate girl in town, so different from all the rest. I look at her and all I can do is smile, she...
She was the most delicate girl in town. Or at least, that's what they all thought. With her prim private school uni...
The Delicate Chance No one ever dared to push her too hard. She was robbed of all her real potential because everyone...
Two men entered, wearing respiratory masks. They came over to the register and looked at Martin, who just looked back...
Officer Malone stopped at the doorway of the house. "Do you smell that?" she asked. The rest of the team paused as ...