The Ghost of You By Heather Wright One cool October evening a man by the name of Nicodemus was walking down a trail that was all too familiar to him. The path was enclosed by woods, with trees that were brilliant with leaves of rustic...

Curiosity is quite simply a bitch, but me being me, adventurous to the point I become stupid, let my curiosity roam free. I should probably give you some background first, so you understand what I'm about to tell you better. I live in a...

Weโ€™re lying on the floor of a stockroom in a gas station. Malia and I, the chubby, middle-aged clerk and an older couple Iโ€™ve never met are lying facedown on dirty cold floors surrounded by the detritus of running a small convenience store on a...

The two men, perched on a steep hillside, watched from a safe distance as an invading army destroyed the city below them. The towering stone wall that protected the city, once strong and unbreakable, couldn't hold back the onslaught. Even over the sounds of war,...

There is something wrong with me. I cannot hide it anymore. I fear my family suspects that something is not quite right with me. They reach out to me, but I pull away. If they came too close, they would know I am different and...

I have to stop doing this. I know I have work in the morning. I know I have one strike, but I just get distracted. The basement is dimly lit by a single lightbulb hanging from the center of the room. Well, that and my...

I sat on a bench under an autumn-dried tree, where I usually spent my time after school. The cemetery was empty; no surprise. An occasional mourner dropped flowersโ€“always some old person coming in to see a lost loved oneโ€“or a jogger taking a new route...

โ€œOn lonely street, on a dark lonely nightโ€ฆโ€ She sang softly to herself as she walked, hands clasped behind her back clutching her purse. โ€œA thousand glittering lights flicker brightโ€ฆโ€ ...

Halloween is by far my favorite time of the year, the one wonderful day where walking around with a mask on is socially acceptable. Masks hold quite a unique place in society. A mask can transform anyone into something else, turn an actor into a...

โ€œSo what time you gonna be here?โ€ Tyler asked me impatiently, his voice obviously frustrated. โ€œCause, like, the stormโ€™s gonna hit any second and I wanna get dinner cooked now in case the power goes out.โ€ I glanced up at the gray sky from underneath my...

True fear creates three responses. The smart run away; the foolish try to wield fear as a sort of weapon to fight what their very nature claims they canโ€™t defeat; and the weak are paralyzed, unable to react; unable to breathe. No one can predict what...

They were strange. The people in the woods. Beautiful but strange. They come to town every Sunday dressed in their best, they would be on the last pew, looking as serene as ever, keeping to themselves the whole mass. Theyโ€™d be dressed in colorful clothes...

โ€œThereโ€™s an idea that hell is other people. My idea is that it might be repetition.โ€ ~Stephen King I looked down at my feet as I walked along the weathered sidewalk and thought about how worn my All-Stars looked. The black was faded and the white...