There's three of them outside, hikers probably Older maps usually show a route over the motorway behind my house but there isn't one anymore I don't mind them usually, they just walk down and then walk back up a few minutes later and I go and explain the situation to them I saw these three early so I hoped I could go out and talk to them before they walked down, save them the trip They looked like a family,...[Read More]
Everyone is familiar with the idea of a soulmate, someone meant for you, your perfect match The missing piece of you that exists out there, off in the world, just waiting to cross your path The idea is touching, and viewed as a little naive by most people After all, true relationships are built on hard work and dedication, not false promises of perfection
I met my soulmate when I was a young adult, overcome with a strange sense of being...[Read More]
“They say the tree bleeds when you peel off the bark”
Liz’s eyes flickered in the orange light Her lips curled into a small smile, as if she enjoyed that particular detail
“That’s ridiculous There’s no way a tree could bleed,” Tucker said, yanking his burning marshmallow from the fire
“There are photos, though I’ve seen them all over Instagram Bright red blood, oozing from the bark”
“It’s supposed to be the blood of Monstruo’s victims,” I added “The legend goes, the tree absorbed...[Read More]
“Damn, Valentine shit already” I asked my friend Gabriel as we were walking inside a Wal-Mart post Christmas “Yeah, bro, and it’s still December It’s like they’re completely ignoring the months in between the other months that have major holidays” “True, true, annoys the shit out of me though, you know” My friend nodded and we walked curiously around the isles filled with red hearts, very large stuffed animals and boxes of chocolates and candies saying the cliché messages “I Love You,”...[Read More]
Alright, we all remember those cardboard castles of our youth, the ones that were better than any Fisher Price playhouse precisely because they had been painstakingly cut out, taped together, and decorated with our own hands And unlike the fancy plastic cottages your parents spent a fortune on, these ones could be altered and added on to endlessly with a little creativity on your part and a few cardboard boxes your neighbours were just going to throw out If you...[Read More]
Below are a selection of emails from Leonard Tomlins, a person of interest in two separate missing person cases in the North Sheffield area It has been the conclusion of the writing officer, and his colleagues, that Leonard Tomlins has passed away since the writing of these emails Until further information can be found, these emails offer the only narrative available on the dual disappearances of Sarah Lither and Samuel Tomlins-Lither 19:29 19/05/2014To: James Lang <J3@hotmailcouk>>Subject: Sorry Hey man, sorry I haven’t...[Read More]
My family has never been high-class My dad is a drunk, constantly out of work, and he yells more than he talks My mom yells back just as much, but at least she doesn't drink; she takes her anger out on the rest of us by cooking terribly My older brother has been in juvie three times, and the way he keeps at it, he's going to the real thing the next time he gets in trouble
We all live cramped together in...[Read More]
I’m a grown woman, so it’s been years since I don’t live by my mother’s rules But there’s one thing I will always respect: never go to bed with a wet hair
For my mother, it meant catching a cold, but for me, it was something else entirely
Last night, I decided to break this rule The weather was too warm and I had to wash my hair because I was feeling all sweaty and gross But I hate using the hairdryer,...[Read More]
Part 1
If you are one of those people who think the government is hiding countless secrets from you, and constantly covering things up, then you would be absolutely right I’m one of the many people they hire to clean up their mistakes
I’m not entirely sure why they chose me, there really isn’t much special about me, but perhaps that’s exactly why they chose me I was already a loner, and I’m not going to cure cancer or create the next...[Read More]
It was just before sundown on a Tuesday evening that the artist hauled the tools of his trade through the forest His bag was heavy, but he had no regrets about choosing the eastern woods, far off of the beaten path The place had a calming, warming effect despite the chill in the autumn air The turning leaves shimmered as the sun lowered slowly towards the horizon The only sound was a light breeze whispering through the trees No matter how...[Read More]
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