I have a strange feelings, a sensational that has said every moment of my life, this low silence is killing my eardrum and lethargy of loneliness is squeezing my throat..

"Bad dog!" she scolded as she picked up yet another pair of her favorite shoes that her new dog Lucy had chewed on. Here she was all dressed to attend one of the most important

The gun was held up to her beloved chiwawa's head, finger on trigger and ready. Should she just accept his proposal of marriage after all? Oh, it was all too awful.

The letter he had been waiting for finally arrived. It lay in the mouth of the mailbox waiting to be retrieved. He stared at it, suddenly apprehensive. The letter stared back

The sandcastle competition was in full swing, and it was no bucket and spade affair. There were sand Batilles, sand Taj Mahals, and even a sand Studio 54 filled with sandlebrities.

I like milk. Always have. My cousin Lenny made fun of my latent lactose

The rain started to bang against the aluminum chimney vent - clank, clank, clank. He looked up and wondered

Her black hair and matching eyes were almost as hypnotic as the dark brown legs that appeared beneath her denim skirt as reliably as a welfare check on the last day of every month

I couldn’t afford to shut the car off and I couldn’t afford to let it run for long. Jumping out, all I could think of was missing the pickup time for lovely Jennifer and what that

I knew I wasn’t going to get far so I drove two miles down the road and then off into an old factory road that had been abandoned for ten years. There was a bar blocking the way,

When I got back to Iris, we shared some of the food and fell asleep smelling of Funyons. I woke up late in the afternoon and Iris was using the last of the ice on her forehead

My own father had said many unforgivable things about Indians even though his grandmother was a full blooded Cherokee. Somehow I always felt ashamed of this fact as if I were here

Sarge looked like a darker, stockier, older, Korean version of me. His black hair flecked with white and his tan, wrinkled face covered with stubble; Sarge walked with a limp from

Nary a visitor to the gorilla cage would smile at CoCo. She just sat despondent until one day

"The time is ten o'clock, do you know where your children are?" chimed the television, and all Icould think was, "No. No I do not."

The afternoon of the late night luncheon was a farce. My aunt drove into the rose bushes and said the cheese was old and the pasta was sleek and sexy, she then grabbed

The inmate walked away chuckling. So there it was. In the cell for thirteen minutes and twenty four seconds and he had an appointment to suck the dick of a Skinhead named Old Maid

The screams woke me up.I heard when my mother brought DeeDee back from her dream wich,based on the sounds she was making,could be anything from erotic to a nightmare.It was such

Everyone's heard the stories, the vampire myths and other monster stories. Everyone knows their made up tales passed down for generations. Does anyone know the true monsters though

A thousand little stories clawed free of his fingers; each of them an infectious, creeping epidemic of dark ideas. Each waiting to take root in minds unsuspecting and give rise to