Once when i was like seven, i squatted on my sisters head and

"What am I doing here?" she thought as she walked through the door. They all kept staring at her like wolfs looking at a rabbit in a trap. She only wanted to sing for someone.

Kaelen was the most sensitive of us bros, so when he said it was go-time, we knew the coast was as clear as it ever would be. Our sister Terisha would roll her eyes at our caution,

"We're Sargent Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band" the singer sang off-key. Nobody really believed the lead singer in front of them that evening was Billy Shears. Suddenly...

A boy is hiding behind a couch, not knowing who or what will approach him.

The violin started to sing and he saw the White Swan dancing gracefully, turning around, approaching to him. Sensual, virginal. Perfection taking form of a woman.

Did you know, if you collect the Topps bubblegum packs of the Giants for their '79 season, the watermarks on the backs form a treasure map?

He was left there standing in the middle of the street. Passers-by were moving quickly around him and cars were waiting for the green light. The only thing he had in mind was her

It's not about the money, I told myself. But I knew it was. Jane was on her way to me now and all I could think of was how badly I wanted to

Why? Why? Why??? The words screamed inside his head, as he rushed down the highway...cars screeching their breaks to avoid him.

...and they called him...The Scribbler...

Rapunzel and her coiffeur decided she needed a new look ...and stairs.First things first,the carpenter came:Harrison Ford!Afraid there would be no more IndianaJone's movies,the job

The magic is occured.

Once upon a time, there was a man named Ron. Ron was an elderly man who has lived an exceptional life. He filled his early years of living with extreme adventures.

Teleportation is just a mater of completely digitizing and breaking down the body and reconstructing it at point of destination. Problems occur when the signal is hacked.

She stops drawing and stares at me, my thumb brushing over her mouth, fingers resting on her jaw. I lick my dry lips, tempted to set my mouth over hers, to fit them together as if

If I were to start my life over again, I wouldn't have been born the way I was born. What a way to come into this world!

Do animal have languages?

The Obsidian Plinth had found itself in the "homes" of many "wealthy" "owners" and if it had any notion of ownership at all, it owned itself, but more likely it had other notions,

Pinnochio had been cleared of perjury. Not really cleared, but at least had the charges dismissed, for now. That turncoat grasshopper was going to pay. "Always let your consc