Thank God the image was blurred thought Johnston looking over his daughter's shoulder. She had accidentally found his...

I stepped into the bathroom, which was green. There was a tape player and it was playing Chinese gongs. There was a s...

Harold finally decided to turn his life around while he was standing in front of the elevator. Even though his meet...

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...

I don't like hats anymore. My friend from camp always wore a hat, and so did I. We would switch hats sometimes, weari...

Never leave the house looking less than your best. It is this way that we show respect for others (paraphrased from T...

Sometimes I am shocked at the state of America today. The young people just have not respect - no decency at all. The...

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...

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 ...

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...

"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...

"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 ...

The earthy smell of autumn leaves surrounded me and stimulated my senses. The crisp crunch of leaves was projected th...

Some mornings, when the sun rose just right, it was almost like nothing had happened. This was one of those mornings...

She ran off into the plants and tall grasses and let her body sway with the wind. She called it her meditation, the o...

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...