It was cold. The type of cold that numbs your fingers and burns your lungs. But I continued to wander, enjoying the

Todd put down the weed whacker and picked up the telephone, and that is when it all started. The voice on the other end

An all-expenses-paid trip to the Guinness Brewery in Dublin? All he had to do was finish a 4-pack in under 4

"I hope I don't get caught looking this up," he thought as he started typing these words into Google:

I was listening to the radio when I heard a discordant noise. It was my cell phone playing the theme from

I remember the sound of gravel crunching under the wheels as I inched the car up the driveway. I could smell

The sky was blue, or the child thought it was. There wasn't really anything going on in his mind. the sky was blue, the lake's water was blue, his fingers were

Dear Jane, I am writing you this letter to let you know how much I adore the ground you walk upon. Every single day, I

Today.. "do you know what day today is?" I kept replaying the strange phone call I received in the morning. I told the caller "Of course, i know, I'm not stupid" but the truth is

She had just finished the last drop of whiskey as she slammed the bottle down onto the table. Laughing and crying all at once, her body and mind was buzzing with many thoughts.

Yesterday I believed in science. Today, I believe in

"Go, Pikachu!" The little pixelated red and white ball flung across the screen and out popped the little electric rat. This was gonna be a tough battle, especially if it's against

"HA!" Jen started to laugh hysterically as Connor rolled his eyes. "Even though it was my first time doesn't mean you have to give me crap about it."

Slim pushed aside the old AM radio. The dust made him cough. "It's got to be here somewhere," he grumbled "Or else

Our story begins as such. Around Thanksgiving I was to supply the turkey for my family. It was of large stature to be honest. Hell I don't how I got it in the house to begin with.

"Have excess bodily fluids? Donate to the Red Cross!" she reads over the PA system during homeroom. I pause, then

It all started with a thump. Then a ding. And a swish. Next a fromp and a womp womp. It was terribly unimaginative but

Steve walked wearily down the street, his brim pulled way down low. Ain't no sound but the sound of his feet, Machine guns ready to

Sepia toned, haunting lullabies poured forth from a steely guitar while the brassy voice of the singer stirred us.

Her name was Ziva and we were sitting indian-style, holding hands under the most gorgeous red sunset I had ever seen when suddenly