Defenseless kittens lazed in the sun outside the second story window. They'd made their way up the precarious awning to the ledge in hopes that the mouse farm's air conditioner

Ordinarily, there is more to do at the mall. With all my friends busy, I decided to visit Victoria Secret. I am enamored by the detail in the mannequins. So sexy, but this one was

Sally Temple was always so self-conscious about her sixth finger-- or rather, the sixth finger on her left hand; she had eleven total. She even considered cutting it off one day.

In my world, I look for a girl who truly loves me. I may have been 13 at the time, and she 16. But age didn't matter to me. I still love her, but does she still love me?

At the Barnes and Noble, the wind gusts blew chunks of concrete onto the sidewalk. I was just two blocks away waiting for a bus and there were police cars everywhere. It was quite

She strode to the front of the class, glorious in her defeat and handed the teacher the worst work she'd ever done. She'd started and finished the eight week assignment on the bus

Of course, the party as a whole might have been called off totally. For all I know, this guy might be some aspie fuck who tried to organize a party without his mother's consent, an

The year was ADR3498 and the old republic guards were worn out from the constant battles that had taken their toll over the last two millenia. Many had come and gone.

Though his birth name was Herbert, the neighborhood kids had turned to calling him "Old and Crusty" - A name he likely deserved from his habit of

Then he gave me the look that only a father can give his daughter. It’s the look that says “I carried you on my shoulders. I put a band-aid on your knee. I just want this one favor

Josh stared with emptiness into the rumpled contents of his back seat. It was a jalopy sure, but it was his--he earned it fair and square, and as the crimson sun sank, so too did

Eyes watch me in my sleep... they haunt my dreams... they won't go away.

"Hold the needle still and pass the thread through the eye," she instructed. But the only thing I could see was the fetid layers of breath that settled around me like a dense fog.

They say that to really sell your story to the masses you must first write for yourself––which you did during seventh grade. It was about two pages long and centered around a child

I'm that guy, the one who talks at the movie theatre. Shushes sustain me. Bad dialogue gives me purpose. During "Spider-Man," I added a well-placed "yeah right" to the part when

He dialed in the coordinates. This hydrogen cloud would destroy the hull of the NT-4140. It was a pleasure craft, used to tour the rings of Saturn. But the coordinates switched to

No!!! Did it have to be clowns?! Heart racing, he carefully clamored into a dusty broom closet. Vibrating in trepidation, a vigilant ear upon the door. Jingle, jingle....HONK!!!!

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They wanted to chant the ten little Indians again. This time he started chanting, "Ten Little White People." The crowed was stunned into silence. All eyes upon him. How could

I started drinking the sea water the moment the boat left San Pedro. I had swallowed a jelly fish and prayed it would kill me, but I am still here. Damn it. If only