25 Oct Darren
Darren was a little weird, but I didnβt realize how weird until it was too late. He came to our school at the beginning of fourth grade. The minute I met him, I knew he was going to have it tough in school. He always wore a...
Darren was a little weird, but I didnβt realize how weird until it was too late. He came to our school at the beginning of fourth grade. The minute I met him, I knew he was going to have it tough in school. He always wore a...
Part I Alright, let me start with this: Iβm not here to rant about technology or preach about privacy or whatever. Iβm not even here to convince you not to downloadΒ DreamShareβI know most of you probably already have it. But if you havenβtβ¦well, you might want...
Martin Finch leaned back in his worn leather chair, the familiar creak echoing softly in the quiet of his antique shop. At 55, Martin was a man of routine. Every morning, he arrived precisely at eight, unlocking the shopβs heavy wooden door to welcome the...
Part I Nick sat in the cockpit of the small Cessna, his fingers curling around the yoke as the plane vibrated with the steady hum of the engine. It was his seventh lesson with Colton, and despite the growing familiarity with the controls, his pulse quickened...
Chapter 1 Ethan Hullβs eyes scanned the crowded emergency room of Forestview Medical Center, his mind already in overdrive despite the shift having only just begun. The ER was packed, as usual, with the unmistakable chaos of a Monday morning. Nurses and doctors darted between curtained-off...
Look, Iβm not saying my closet is haunted. Iβm just sayingβ¦ thereβs no logical explanation for whatβs been happening. It started the week we moved into the new house. Kelvin and I found this place during one of those spontaneous "we need a bigger place before...
They will not let me go. I donβt know for how long I have been held a prisoner here, nor to what ends my captors hold me for. If I had the strength still, Iβd have fought them. Heaven knows I try now, but something...
Part I The final echoes of childrenβs laughter faded down the street, blending with the rustling of dry autumn leaves as Simon stood on his porch, surveying the quiet neighborhood. The air was crisp, the scent of dying leaves and faint smoke from distant bonfires carried...
Part I The storm arrived faster than anyone expected. Six-year-old Evelina McIntyre sat cross-legged on the carpet in her bedroom, a small, cozy space nestled on the lower level of her familyβs home in Georgia. The room, with its pastel green walls and neatly arranged shelves...
The submarine mess hall was total chaos. It rang with clanging trays, raised voices and general hubbub. Even so, Nathanβs head snapped up when the first rivet pinged free. The sharp fracturing of metal was followed immediately by a second report as the massive pressure...
Part I If you think playing Twister with a ghost is strange, youβre right. But thatβs not even the strangest part of what happened. Itβs what happened after that really made me question what Iβd done. I guess I should start by explaining how I ended up...
Part I James Walker pulled up to the curb of their new duplex, letting out a slow exhale. The move to the town of Ridgewood had taken longer than expected, and the sun was already starting to dip below the horizon. This was supposed to feel...
The Owl Witch On a Wednesday shortly after 3 PM, a taxi pulled up to an old house in Rosevine, Texas, an unincorporated community in northwestern Sabine County in Texas.Β Thiago Angel Martinez, a stocky fifty-year-old man with a bald head, large mustache, and covered in...
Part I I remember everything about that day at Lake Newell. The way the sun gleamed off the water, the shouts of laughter echoing through the park, and the bright colors of picnic blankets sprawled across the grass. It was supposed to be a perfect dayβthe...
1 Timmy stood close to the shiny champagne-colored box, his hands trembling as they cautiously gripped the smooth rounded edge. His eyes wide-open with shock, his lips clamped tightly, fighting every urge he could muster to keep from squealing out in horror. He knew what heβd...
The sun was setting, casting long shadows through the trees on Haroldβs rural property. It was an evening like any other, the kind Harold had grown accustomed to since his wife, Henrietta, passed away twelve years ago. These walks had become a routine, a way...
The sun was emerging from the horizon like the head of some angry fire god awakening from its long slumber, when they crossed over the Georgia border from Florida. The temperature was already beginning to rise, and the day had yet to even begin. It...