These stream beds. These tree trunks. These mesa tops make my

I rifled through the cardboard box, looking for my old toy gun. Headless barbies vaulted out of the box and something sticky met my fingers at the bottom. 'Hey, this feels like...'

Hitragzutus was a minor demon responsible for making shower curtains cling to people while they showered. He longed to be assigned a higher torment by Beelzebub.

She was nine. Sweet. Darling. Every pet her mother bought she killed, drained its blood and decorated her doll house with its entrails. Child Voodoo.

In case you hadn't noticed I'm going to clue you in a little bit here. There is no secret to happiness. No key to why we're here. No long lost mystery that reduces belly fat. The

Once upon a time there was an man who lived high up on a mountain that overlooked a village. Every so often villagers who would travel up the mountain, but would never return.

It's morning, with the sun breaking the landscape, everyone's asleep, with the little mouse slowly stirring. It becomes obvious that it's now that time.

Hey Fold2, this is Fold1. How ya doin? Listen, can you pass a message to Fold3 for me? Just tell her that I'll see her at the end of the story OK? Thanks dude. Late.

The miserable British rain ambled down my window pane without enthusiasm. As I looked out onto the street, an ambulance whizzed past, shrieking at the top of it's voice. "Damn,

Doctor! You have eluded me for eons, but now I, Davros, have captured you and destroyed your precious Tardis! My army of Daleks will rule the universe FOREVER!

"Eat my shorts Martin! Hey, cut that out. No not with your canines. What if someone comes into the elevator! What if Mr. Van Buren walks in on this?"

He peaked his nose through the bamboo venetian blinds. The guy who had been following him waited at the street lamp. He heard a knock and turned. He got the worst nostril splinter.

Slowly my vision blurred. The pills were kicking in and the blood began to gush from my arms. Was I really ready to die? I wasn't so sure anymore.

Criminee, Mama's at the sewing machine again. She's gonna make me wear whatever she's making. From the looks of it, I'll soon be sporting some camouflage footie pajamas. The one

She felt as if she knew this man.Surya felt like an old friend had passed but she never met him,really.She knew virtually nothing of him...virtually being the key word.

"I don't even slightly understood you," my sensai, Kai, mocked, as I collapsed to the training mat for the third time tonight. "Why do karate when your passion is ballet?"

My blind date looked like Tom Petty after a particularly hard bender. Red eyes, hair all scraggly. Breasts full, not firm. I kinda smiled, sat down, and said "Hey, I'm Bill." She

The little clown was not happy. His makeup was running, his big red nose had lost it's string and he no longer felt like his chosen profession was something worth the effort.

Run and hide. The Turkey Vulture will find you. Do you think you are safe behind closed doors? In the walls of your home? With the authorities? No. The Turkey Vulture will find you

It was when Amy was in so much pain that she lost the ability to speak that she regretted ticking the 'no drugs please' box on her Birth Plan. The midwife told her that