I hate Thursdays. Odd day, I know. Mondays, sure. Wednesdays -- yeah hump day's hard on a lot of people. But most people are OK with Thursday. Thing is, I'm not most people.

The Charizard watched the boy standing in front of him. The little human seemed to be waiting...but for what? The dragon's fat stomach growled impatiently...

I awoke on a cold, hard table in a room I did not recognise. My head was groggy as I forced myself up and looked around. The first thing I noticed were the

I don't remember much after the third inning, except for the feel of

Esta es la historia de un artefacto encontrado en un desván, que resultó ser una máquina del tiempo.

We floated through the clouds in the balloon. The Fuschia Fields were as beautiful as the guidebook said. The octopus was prattling on about the dry wind. I yelled over the wind,

Bruce Hammersnatch always played by the rules. Always. Today would be no different.

There he was, staring at his old torn school notebook, it’s been 20 years, and he knew that that drawing of the monster he made as a child is still inside, but... dare he opens it?

It wasn't long after I took the dog for a walk that everything started happening really fast. When the police arrived I

Little Red Riding Hood stood in the silence of the forrest, concealed with her red flowing cape, she held the large butcher knife in her right hand, she had one last job to see to.

Ok, Ok—you’re probably saying, “What happened to Barbara?

Pssst! Hey you. Yeah, I'm talking to you. Listen up, I've got something very special to tell you. It'll be our little secret, ok? Are you ready? Here goes. You and me, we are

Mac wiped the crusty mucus off his eyes and rolled himself out of bed, falling on a pile of empty cups and used undergarments. "What a hellhole", he muttered to himself, tiptoeing

Today was the day. Today, I was going to be able to prove myself to everyone in the village. Always mocking me, Tim was going to learn today, who I am, and why one should not mess

I'm not a normal girl. I carry with me a terrible secret-one that could destroy the world. I live in constant fear of those who hunt me. They know my secret... They want my power..

After a while he couldn't distinguish between himself and the murderer.

I'm all alone....without a sweater...in the dark. in a room. in sesame street. the had kidnapped me and now i was being held hostage. who'd figure a childrens show would do this?!?

Sipping tequila was her way of telling me that the night had only just begun. Walking over to her I spotted

"THE BEATLES" seguiran sonant. La música dels "Beatles" es cantava, es canta i es seguirà cantant

"Stop right there!" I screamed. My eyes widened as the rhino slowed to a trot, then halted in a cloud of dust. I knew this was my only chance.