A routine can be defined by a series of regular actions followed in a similar pattern. Most people have many routines they follow on a day to day basis, be it a morning routine before they go to work, or the order of machines they...

Statistically speaking, you are a deist. Nine in ten people on the entire earth believe in some god or set of such. Christianity, Hindu, Islam, Judaism, Hellenists, you name it. You believe that your all powerful being of choice created the universe. And most of...

I would ask that before you read this you switch off all the lights in the house . As you will soon find out, you are perfectly safe. We have always found comfort in light. For early man it provided security and protection from nocturnal predators...

On the 25th of November, 1941, my Great Uncle was killed when the HMS Barham blew up like a powder keg after being torpedoed by a German Submarine. The event was captured on film and is an horrific sight, as the men serving on the...

The year was 2014 AD. A lonely man sits in his windowless laboratory, tinkering with his newest project. The man, one Dr. Arthur Garvin, was a software and robotics engineer, working for the Rockwell BioMechanical Logistics Corporation, out of Langley, Virginia. He sat alone in...

Twice I saw the face in the window, pressed up against the surface, its icy breath fogging the cold glass. At first it appeared strange to me, the skin beneath its eyes drooping in ripples of flesh, exposing the red sensitive strata underneath. It was the...

Sit tight, my friends, as I weave a tale of magic and night. Let the fire burn low and let the wind howl through the ridges of this lake as the muses sign unto me, and the night speaks with my voiceโ€ฆ There was once a...

When my father passed away; I received a journal given to us by our family attorney; stating that I was to receive this upon his death as stated in the will. Typical, Iโ€™m the only family member he has left and stayed in Valor Cove...

We first set foot into this forest yesterday evening after spending just over an hour and a half making our journey. It was one of those evenings where the many Jet-Trails amongst the twilight sky had blended into light orange and pink among the distant...

It was about a year ago, in June of 1928, that I entered the New England convalescentโ€™s home where I sit writing this missive. I do not wish to record its exact location, for if this manuscript somehow reaches the outside world I do not...

Okay, so Iโ€™m not going to start with one of those disclaimers where the writer assures you that what youโ€™re reading is true. It really doesnโ€™t matter if you believe this. No one does. I just want to write it down before I convince myself that...

The stiff autumn wind bullied brittle leaves across the sidewalk and into the empty street on Angelaโ€™s way home from the daycare center. She wrapped her too-thin cardigan tightly around her as the leaves were marched swiftly to the opposite curb. Their colors had drained...

Note: This is the second story in a two-part series. Please read The Stalker - Part 1 if you haven't already! My bus arrived late the next morning โ€“ a blessing to me since I probably would have missed it otherwise. I barely managed to stumble...

Transferring to a new school in the middle of the semester really sucks. First off, itโ€™s a logistical nightmare jumping into the thick of seven new classes and getting caught up with all the material that may or may not have been covered in your...

You lie on your bed, huddled under the covers with a fresh book from the library. Your eyes feel somewhat droopy but you are reluctant to put it down, the story too enticing to pause so you can sleep. Itโ€™s nearing the end anyway, you...