It was that time again. The leaves were starting to turn brown, the winds were beginning to bring in cooler air, and the clothing being worn was shifting to longer sleeves. The teens pulled out the decoration buckets out of the attic and spread them around the living room floor. Mother hung the recently purchased…
There had always been something different about her. She had been a quiet child until her younger siblings came alone. Where with other babies her age would have forgotten items once they were out of sight, she always remembered and wanted them back where she could see them and know for sure they were still…
Just because it was pretty did not mean it was pleasant. Her dark hair was thick and heavy on the back of her neck. Whenever she washed it, if she did not brush it her hair would curl in elegant waves. Every time her hair was noticed she would receive compliments for how beautiful her…
She was dressed in a grey T-shirt and plaid pajama pants. She walked out of the back door and approached the wooden fence surrounding the backyard. She effortlessly climbed the fence and balanced herself where a corner was formed in the fence, near the lower end of the roof to the garage. She sat there…
The sky was dark, the clouds were grey, and the car roughly pulled into the driveway. The house was wooden and rotting, every window hinges squeaking. The car engine shut off and all five passengers filed out of the vehicle. One was the father, one was the mother, followed by two daughters and a son….
The fire crackled lightly in the fireplace. Curled up close by, wrapped in a fluffy blanket over her woolly sweater, sat Dahlia in the wooden rocking chair. Purring contently, as Dahlia ran her fingers over his fur, was a grey tabby cat laying over Dahlia’s blanket covered lap. Dahlia pet the cat’s head once more…
His life was a joke. It had to be. All around him, the world projected who he was in mocking. August was brunette, dressed in orange and brown, surrounded by orange and brown falling leaves. When he lived in the southern states, he would be sweating at this point in the year wearing long sleeves;…
The ground was caving in. It was, in a sense. The ground may not have physically caved in or crumbled beneath his feet, but it may as well have. His legs were not supporting him, and he was knee deep in mud, slowly sinking further. Jake cursed. This was one hell of a day. First,…
He had dark raven hair, pale porcelain skin, and bright red lips without the lipstick his friends often gave him as a joke. He enjoyed sleep more than most people he knew, any animal he encountered immediately loved him, and had he an affinity for apples. The male version of Snow White. That was Jeremiah,…
There it was again. The call. The never-ending call. Della turned back toward the screen. The television was dark, not even turned on, yet the call remained. “Just one more,” she heard herself mutter. “I have time for one more episode.” She looked back over her shoulder. The dining room table was covered in stacks…