#Peter After careful consideration Jan & I have agreed that it is best for our mental disambiguation to accept a subconscious disembodied disentanglement.

She felt as if she knew this man.Surya felt like an old friend had passed but she never met him,really.She knew virtually nothing of him...virtually being the key word.

With the sweet singing of angels I fell in to a deep slumber or so I believed until...

The hotline rang at 3 AM. "Hillary?" asked Obama. "Nyet!" "Vlasik?" "Good grief, Barack, it's me, Uncle Josef! Just calling to give you some more tips for populace control."

He was savagely scraped by the sympathy of fate. He mistrusted mankind.

After forty hours on my feet, lying down made my brain geyser out of my ear and leave a pink stain as it cascaded down the bedroom wall. I was flying at a 35 degree angle through

I went to the park with my friends .when, we got there, we saw a alive trees uprooting itself and coming towards us with a rocket launcher and a guitar playing with it .........

A few more seconds. A few more seconds and - if everything went according to plan - she would become a rich widow.

Once upon a time lived a princess and her pet dog.

A misterious bright object was spotted on the surface of the Moon. It was moving slowly and often changed the direction. The day after, it was in all the newspapers - all over the

It takes a village to write a Folding Story.

One fine afternoon afternoon I'm playing in a soccer friendly match and a sudden tackle came in and I .......

*CREEEK*the door was opening slowly.Wind was howling through the windows and blowing the curtains.Unknown footsteps were heard running in the hall.Outside,roaring thunder was heard

They had a paradise but they lost it. They wasted their love and spent their happiness on useless worries.

Flotilla Bathos was languishing in the windowless desiderium one morning when the butler brought in her daily salmanazar of wine. "How is your prolapse today, madam?" "Chives, what

Eros, the impossibly beautiful and terrifying God, was sitting in the garden of Psyche's palace. Under his naked feet the path of opals, amethysts and pearls glistened in the sun.

The rain fell, noiseless. I hadn't even noticed that it was raining until he put an umbrella over my head. I knew he wouldn’t ask what was wrong and I wasn't planning on offering

Clara slept in a semi-recumbant crouch on the floor, unable to get comfortable. Tired of her life as an overnight paralegal, she desired escape. What was so pressing that it requir

Doug'ys Dad done died doin' Doris Dilkins during Demsicola's Derby Days.

Dirk was so attached to Christine that when she met an untimely end in a car accident, he was heartbroken. At the funeral in the junkyard (he called it the car cemetery) his eulogy