It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. It was the first day of school! I was ready to return. This was, afterall, my senior year and I was looking forward to

The teacup on the desk begins to shake. Ripples disrupt the calm surface as cracks tremble across the glaze, and then it collapses in shards of flowered porcelain. Cold tea pools

Nate blinked in the bright light. "Welcome to heaven." Said a soft voice. He looked about, a giant carrot floated above him and there were luscious carrot fields as far as the eye

I had a can of beer with my favorite football team's name on it. Life can't get better than this.

Joanne was weird.When she was a little girl she used to love Spiderman.She grew to fear spiders to death and never watched a single Spiderman movie.

I am reading every line in her face. I am driving every role. I am simply being me.

I don't want to do it. Don't make me, please. I can barely string a sentence together, let alone

All ye beware. The great Guinea Pig Purger has come. He shall cleanse the world of all wickedness--and guinea pigs.

...So anyway that was how we met and we've been together ever since." She hugged him and they nuzzled noses. "So, how did you two get together?" I slowly drank my ice water.

Tonight was the night. The night that I was going to meet my idol, Jake Bugg. I was so excited and anxious at the same time. I put on my red converse and headed downstairs.

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I'm not sure when my sofa became sentient, though I'm certain it was after I had moved out of my ex-girlfriend's loft apartment but before I rented that hole over on 4th. Anyway,

The iodized salt flew at her from every direction. Abigal fell to her knees, having nowhere to run. "Salt! Salt! Salt!" the crowd around her chanted as the crystals flew at her.

"She sure is living the part today!" though the Great Mesmero, as he sawed his screaming wife in half before an awestruck audience. What a terrific illusion it was! "Darling", he w

It's amazing the things you do when you're young. I found my old diary. When I was 8 years old my goal in life was to be a vet for unicorns and narwhals, and to marry Fred from

He slowly climbed the library ladder and wheeled it across the rows of books. The collector wanted the first-printing with the emerald end pages. Very rare indeed.

The wise old crow who perched for many years in the hollowed out tree overlooking the Parker farm and watched Hank Parker perform the ghastly deed. When Hank finished burying

"I won't be friends," Fred said. "I will deal with your psycho Burmese stalker, but on the condition that you agree to be my girlfriend." Clare looked at him and

Sir Chivalry got fired from the National Global Local Gazebo Corporation.

I jumped. Then I changed my mind.