1. โ€˜Nobody likes you. Nobody ever has and nobody ever will.โ€™ โ€˜Not trueโ€ฆโ€™ โ€˜Yes it is. Why would you think otherwise? Whatโ€™s there to like about you?โ€™ โ€˜What do you know about me? Canโ€™t you just leave me alone?โ€™ โ€˜People just pretend to like you, but everyone hates you.โ€™ Iโ€™m sitting...

Our Secret Pond By: Isaac Cook The bright light of the sun flickered over us through the foliage above, as we excitedly ran along the trail that led to our secret swimming pond. Both of us had been through this path many times, so our speed didnโ€™t...

The store, called Ferocious Arms and Armory, was heavy with the scent of cured leather. Standing in front of the counter Darrick eyeballed the katana, giving each square inch the attention it deserved. Among the other gleaming weapons that hung on every wall of...

I moved to London in 2011. The reason for my move to London is very simple, but holds a legend so shocking that Iโ€™m not even sure of its truth: only its impact. Up until three years ago, I lived in the town of Wickford, Essex. For...

Content warning: this pasta contains some gore. He was born with a caul. That was all we knew, and that was all we needed to know. It was a hideous deformity, an extra layer of skin that covered at birth his face at birth and marked...

Detention. Joel hated detention. Detention and Mr. Briars. And his classmates. Detention, Mr. Briars and his classmates. And school in general. Pretty much anything and anyone associated with school he hated. Not that he showed it though - he was pretty good at playing the...