gaseous, living being floating through the silent expanse of space. The World doesn't care that we ride on it like fleas on a dog, it only cares about the neverending trek through

The sky was the wrong shade of mauve from what she remembered but the vision hadn't been all too clear if that was even important to her cause or not. With her luck, she was on the

moon beams by the time he walked into the hunting camp carrying his gear. He had to make do with a cracked moon beam as that was the only one small enough to carry and still aim.

42nd floor floor rent asunder between their feet knocking them free of their clasping hands & throwing each of them to their respective window as the tower started to fall. They lo

When she put her hand out to stop the bullet the brief contact of her finger flashed her the "life" story of the bullet to add to her own. This bullet had been "born" in Little Roc

didn't know what to make of anything. If Vending Machine 17 didn't get upstairs quickly to run everything efficiently, then who knows what horrors would happen upstairs!

It got tiring always being on the alert for something that would inevitably happen. We all knew my power would surface again, we didn't know the trigger exactly but stress was sure

The proctologist added that on top of not having paid for his heating bills, he needed to teach students to help make ends meet so there would be a group watching my exam.

was needing a distraction and our play was just the thing to take her mind off her deceased husband. I peeked through the stage curtains and saw the theater was quickly filling up.

r? Chester was our caretaker for lack of a better term. He was more like a father to us then our own father. As for mother, if anyone told her we launched away on a missile she'd

y brain felt too tired to comprehend the complexity of these questions right now. I fell face first into my bed and was asleep before my face even settled into my pillow. Tomorrow

to the Celestial realm. Once the original guardian angel sees you were still alive though then the jig is up. Staying hidden though was no easy feat, you'd have to use special oils

to a point where the heart becomes just one bleeding wound after another until you would welcome stigmata if only to give some new anguish time to establish itself. To distract you

Mr. Richards looked at me darkly and said, "Sure, you can knock off early. Go home, have a nice bubble bath, read a book and DON'T COME BACK!" As he screamed this last bit he pushe

was all I needed to remember the day I blinded my little brother. That was the day that would be etched into my soul forever. No matter it was an accident, he didn't care and would

before you do anything we all might regret later." She turned to him and said "You'd better explain why you are in my room before my father runs out of patience." He looked at her

As he pored over his body he forgot why this corpse was of interest to him. Something more important was calling to him to go to the light. He hadn't seen it yet but he knew it was

turned and walked out of the room. I hoped my mother would forgive me after some time had passed. I had other things to take care of right now. I grabbed my coat and my phone and

explain that I'd been framed but she wasn't having it. She shoved me out the door, slamming it in my face. Resigned, I turned around and debated where I was going to go now.

s un-moving and uncomprehending. Vending machine 17 could not figure out why none of the other machines were moving. Was he the only sentient machine in the place? Now what? He