Signs were put up on the wall, all help is lost . The war took the lives of many great, respectable people but this w...

Becky hoped Tom saw what she had written before her teacher did. Mr. Smith was notoriously tidy about the things in ...

I never liked autumn leaves as you do. I watched you look at trees, the delight on your face intensified when you clo...

As Thomas was smoking in an alleyway, he heard a scream. He walked out of the alleyway slowly, being observant of his...

The old trash can on Drake and Washington avenue was the witness to the biggest mistake of George's life. Sadly, he t...

I waited on the corner of Drake Street and Something. I shielded my eyes from the bright gray to see the paintings on...

It was her masterpiece. Jutting out of the water, everyone around could see what she'd created - what *she* had crea...

His dive, performed in front of the small, half-drunk dinner party, was perfect in his mind. He'd had a few martinis ...

For some reason, I couldn't stop staring at the picture. It was... gorgeous, sure. The colors were somewhat exaggerat...

Goodnight sweetheart, well it's time to go... Goodnight sweetheart, well it's time to go... There's a contentment th...

Sleep and you may dream. Remain and you will surely regret the decisions you make in the night. Intermittent car ho...

"Good night," the bar manager said, as he tapped a stack of bills on their side to even them out. The waitress dumped...

She slept in the open air, in the windy hills, on a soft pillow. She was covered in the blankets of her mother's mot...

Finally, we came to rest. The day's work had been long but fruitful. We had made double the monies we would have on...

My eyes were tired; I rolled over in my bed, and stared briefly at the moon. I turned back to face my fan; the 90-de...

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...

Knives. Knives. What was she going to use them on next? The silver blades shimmered in the sunlight streaming thro...

He was a walking arsenal with knives strapped to his armor at forearms, biceps, chest and back. Two smaller throwing ...

That was the last thing she saw. It was headed straight for her chest, a glittering blade, and she saw it in slow-mot...

While me and my friend were packing, I thought of what we will do during the holiday we have away from school or stre...

I was scared. I could see another perspective of myself. Did I want this to happen, no, but did it happen for a reaso...

I lay there, floating. On the outside, at least. On the inside, I walked quietly down a dark hallway towards a bright...

I am looking out the window of my tiny house in Michigan and watching the snow pile up on the road. I won't be going ...

Giving in wasn't an option. The first time Ted died he didn't really notice, being in a full on berserk. One of his i...

Giving in wasn't an option, but there was little else she could do. "Ok, ok," she told the young galant with the sh...