There is a trail not far from here. Some call it Trail of Doom, while others call this trail the Trail of Boredom.
Dylan stood at the edge of the graffiti rooftop and looked down at the crowd below. “Shut it!” His second-in-command, Chuck, shouted.
Penny stood frozen. “What’s wrong?” Greg asked.
“Daddy, what’s that?” The little girl pointed at something behind me.
I knew something wasn’t right the moment I stepped out of the office. My surroundings hissed and hummed noisily with warnings of a storm.
“You said it’s supposed to work,” Angrily, he rammed his fist into the wall.
“R-run!” Mary screamed but I didn’t need her warning to start running.
“Here is a hypothetical scenario,” the professor said,
Spreading his arms wide, Aaron inhaled a breath of sea air and smiled,
She opened her eyes and could feel the chilliness of the air.
Sara was envious, sitting on the window-seat in her bedroom while her sister, Ashlee, and friends were laughing in the courtyard below.
As I entered her home, the first thing I noticed was wood.
Nervously, you smile, “Where do I begin?” You say, fingers lace around your coffee cup.
“…and this old cart remains here even to-date.” The guide said as he led us away from the cart.
How in the world did I get from sitting around the campfire sharing moments with my dad to this, running for my life while my dad’s been possessed? I don’t even know if “possessed” is the right word.
Standing high above the village, she swallowed her tears. What is done is done, my family or the village. At midnight, in five minutes, she will douse the village below in the Flame of Death, a flame conjured only by a sorceress and will not go out until everyone is dead.
At the age of one, her voice was cruelly stolen from her.
Wallet stolen, he dragged his suitcase out of the train station with no way of getting to his next destination.
Elizabeth is an expert at solving cold cases, the older the better. She doesn’t know why, just that there’s always been a hunger within her to discover what happened to these poor souls.
Half holding my breath, I lifted the gate to the storage unit.
In the stillness of the night, Mary trudged through the snow to where the calf Buddy lie asleep.
“It’s time,” a raspy voice spoke into the man’s earpiece.
“Can you believe it?” Taylor said, intertwining her fingers with Matthew’s. “So much is happening and here we are going on our first official date?”