There once was a girl named Shirley. She lived in a small town outside of Wichita, Kansas. There was something peculiar about Shirley; she had magical

Once upon a time, I was a bagger at the food hole.

THE ADVENTURES OF CHRISTIAN BILLY - BILLY VISITS THE HADRON COLLIDER. This week, Billy & his Sunday school classmates, including his best friend, Damien, visit the Hadron Collider.

They holed up in the shack as best they could, and listened fearfully for the sound of claws on the door & roof. Father Mike blessed their sole weapon, a t-shirt gun - the damned

"I'll have the salad, thanks." "OK great, will that be with chicken or steak?" "No, no, the salad." "Right, yes. With freshly grilled chicken, or marinated steak?" "No you jackass,

I challenge myself to use just seven words. Words? seven, I challenge just. Use to just challenge myself.

People flocked from as far as Caledonia County every year to see the returning of the nuns to convent. Excitement would swell as someone would spot the first one, winging her way

The marzipan animals on the young boy's birthday cake came to life that night.

"Oh of course it's 'C', the obviously wrong choice," I thought as I filled in the oval. I'd installed a sarcasm detector on my school's Scantron the day before. My high test scores

I'll just fall asleep, right here, in class. While the teacher isn't looking and everyone else around me is focused on the screen. I can finally start dreaming about

My hair stood on end, a shiver raced down my spine and a lump came to my throat. It was him. The mystery figure that haunted my inexplicable dreams every night. Why'd he choose me?

It was an amazing morning and everything was going out fine in my morning walks.Then from the no where someone pops out saying, " Hi Rachel, how are you?" The worst thing is that

Number 24. House is to clown as giant sea monster is to

I believed before anyone even told me that there was Someone or something to believe in. I knew it in the deepest of my being, as if I had come from the spiritual realm myself.

The song told of a soul that left behind the lonely life.

Helen couldn't believe it when an Italian camper van pulled up in Vindolanda Roman fort car park.

This was not what Rome. This was not Greece. This was not even Imperial China! This was not even possibly the outer reaches of the Khan's Mongol Empire!! .... This was the realm of

"Hey, you!" I looked up. A guy on a Ferris Wheel was waving manically at me. "My name's John. We're gonna get married! And have a little dog called Ponce!" I gave him the thumbs up

"ARE YOU READY TO ROCK?" The response from the audience was a muted, "Yeah, I guess so." "What happened to the head bangers?" wondered the lead singer.

I hate the summer olympics. The sound of the starting gun always sends me into a hyperventilating state of panic. You see, I was a High School cross country runner. No one could