My phone rang, I answered and I heard: Hi my name is Bob and I like pie

It's a commonly held belief that imaginary friends cease to exist when their human creators grow up. However, that simply isn't the case...

I was 13 years old when I first encountered my doppelgänger. Walking down the high street, on my way to the post box, he peeled off from the wall where he had been loitering and

He was handsome, a banker type, touch of grey at the temples, just my type. We made eye contact and I smiled. He fletched his teeth. Ughh braces, with food particles. My fetish

My full heart bids me boldly sing the horses of the ravisher from Dis and the stars darkened by the shadow of his infernal chariot and the gloomy chambers of the queen of Hell.

So, it's time again. The moon's satellite station, sending down yet another carbon rod to the surface. Rising up above the horizon a distant flare of light shone as bright as

"Oh, really? Really? Oh, oh, that's just, that's just great. Oh, yeah, fantastic. You're a real charmer. You should take that act on the road."

My head rang, the blistering sound causing slight pain. I looked over towards the wall, where my cost hang, i would never be able to outlive what happened with that coat.

I think I write about food a bit too much.

They were called in the kids school,that afternoon.Weewees were out!The flowers and bees talk had been a bucket of cold water.That night nothing was suposed to happen,but they were

The journey had begun. My backpack was full of what was left of my life..running shoes, blown out from miles of marathon training, dirty socks, a half eaten snackbar, and Huck Fin

Young teacher, the subject of school girls' fantasies.But these girls were half his age, yet they knew twice as much. He tried to teach them calculus.They taught him other lessons.

It was a dark night when I was thinking in my room when a siren screamed, I looked out my window and everything was on fire.

Bruce and Clark flew out to the west coast to have brunch with Godzilla. After some awkward pleasantries, Bruce confided, "We know what it's like to be alone in the world." The

"Dave whats the secret to your steak man!" Mike exclaimed. "You really wanna know?" Dave asked. Mike nodded enthusiastically. "Well the two main ingredients are napalm and bleach."

I have no strength to keep my eyelids open and no willpower to stop it happening all over again. The dragonflies are here again and they're no longer blue.

I like pie.

"A window cleaner me " read the side of the van, but it was filled with electronics and a half mile above the desert, operatives were bugging the windows of the Burj Khalifa.

My dear Matilda, I write this romantic suicide note with the most melancholic of intentions. I gingerly clutch this quill when I could use my Ipad. But my love is too wide and

It was a wondrous day. The sun was shining, the birds were cawing , there was a gull picking at crab legs washed up on the shore.