It was the 2nd of January, 2:04 AM. I woke up to a knocking on the door. One knock every 3 seconds. I slipped on my slippers and walked down the stairs. As I walked down, the knocking on the door got faster, almost like...

โ€œTake a seat John. Why donโ€™t you tell us what happened from the beginning?โ€ The detective motioned you towards the chair with a hand gesture accompanied by his harrowing eyes. โ€œI-I-I I donโ€™t rememberโ€ฆโ€ โ€œWell how about you have a sip of water, take a deep breath...

Right now, there is a thin man in a skin tight black suit sitting in your closet. His bony knees bent to his chest, his spidery white fingers wrapped around his ankles. He sits there, and has been sitting there since you began reading this. His name...

A young couple were out driving through the woods late one night, down a narrow road surrounded by tall trees. The boyfriend was behind the wheel, when he suddenly looked uneasy and pulled the car over to the side of the road. He undid his...

I've never been a fan of watching the news. Usually, if the news anchors aren't being overly dramatic about the weather or sports, they're reporting on depressing things like car crashes, animal abuse, and child abuse. I find none of this entertaining, and typically flip...

That woman over there, in the corner of the room, is really a terrific tease. I donโ€™t even think she means to be, but Iโ€™ve simply never encountered anyone like her. Sheโ€™s got this breezy, powder-blue sundress on, and stylish ankle-strap sandals on her pedicured...

Holy shit. I don't trust roads anymore. Fuck driving. I'm getting a hotel. My heart is racing, but here's why: A couple days ago, I was driving down a long residential shortcut in Georgia back to my house. I was driving back from seeing my family members in...

Iโ€™m not sure why Iโ€™m writing this. Thereโ€™s a large chance that this wonโ€™t even be real to you. Of course itโ€™s real to me, but then again, my definition of the word โ€œrealโ€ has never been cloudier. Despite the potential waste...

Well, here goes. I guess you could call this my last will, although that isnโ€™t really what it is. Iโ€™d say itโ€™s more of a confession than anything, but honestly Iโ€˜m not really even sure if what I am writing is true or not. I...

Youโ€™re walking down a road near to a park. Itโ€™s dark, cold and wispy. The moon is slowly emerging through the smoke like clouds, giving a appealing glow. The wind is harshly blowing towards you, the bottom of your trench-coat flapping. The worst of it...

There I was, at the front entrance to Camp Slenderwood. The beginning of my 7 day long prison sentence had begun. I never was into the outdoors; I much preferred staying inside browsing the internet. The only reason I was there in...