In a heart-shaped box, my mother kept my baby teeth. It was something she had done to my older brother, sister, and myself. I was now looking at it, slightly disgusted and debating on if I should throw it out. But first...

I took a deep breath.

There were a ton of boxes. "Ugh," I sighed, to nobody. All these boxes were to head downstairs, with no elevator, into a small, compact car. I would have...

The sound of men chewing filled the forest air. It was a disgruntled chewing as the food was cold. The party couldn't risk a fire being seen, so they ate their cold beans, stale bread, and unsensitized water out in the open on a cold forest floor.

"When do we attack," said a young freckle-faced boy, one of the squire knights. "By daybreak, correct?"

"Yes," said the Commander. "We're far ahead o...

I held my breath as I clicked the button. I sent in some saliva in a glass tube to a company that analyzed your DNA, and finally, the results were in. Hopefully, this website would reveal some insight into who I was and where I came from. I sat on my bed with the little laptop, praying this would reveal something about my blood relatives.

It was hard being adopted. I always stuck out in family p...

This prompt should be edited to say '...should be considered the 9th wonder of the world.' There was a man in professional wrestling called Andre the Giant, real name André René Roussimoff. He was a French wrestler who stood at 7'4" tall and weighed 500+ pounds and went undefeated for nearly fifteen years. The feat earned him the moniker of the "Eighth Wonder of the World." Notably, he also had a ...

"Were you the one that called?" The man, dressed in an orange jumpsuit and aviator glasses stood on Ms. Dalloway's porch. He would have looked exactly like Dale Gribble in the animated show King of the Hill, except Dale was rail-thin, and this man looked as if...well, let's just say he wasn't thin at all.

"Yes, thank you for coming so quickly," Ms. Dalloway said as she ushered him inside the hou...

"Give me an analysis of the crime scene," said Captain Wulph. His coffee remained untouched on his desk, which was unusual. Usually, he had three cups by the time he walked into the office, and another once he sat down. But, given the circumstances of the death in this new case file, nobody would have an appetite for weeks. Someone was targeting the Fae - even just finding one was not an easy task...

"The first step is to solidify your target," said the man in the grey suit. "Make sure it's someone that fits the bill."

The other man, the one with the sunken eyes and crooked teeth, nodded at this statement. He looked down at the photos on the table, choosing one that lived alone, had no social life, and looked just like his type.

"The next step is to incapacitate them - tie them up, knock th...

“Hey, man, why are we heading to this place again?” asked the wagon driver. “Even the horse looks spooked.”

I look up at him from the bed of the wagon, frustrated from his constant talking. “Didn’t I pay you to not ask questions?” Oof, maybe a little harsh, i thought. I still needed him to get back into town. “Listen, for the third time , I need to retrieve something for my uncle. It’s a self por...

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Blank stare

Coats my eyes

Depression has my throat

Evict the emotion of empathy

Face the failing facade in full force

Guard what little guilt I ghost

Hide what hideous horror happens hence my hate

Inadequate inferior

Jeffery...

On most nights, you can hear her howl. The ghoul of Saunderville was just a scary story when I was growing up, or so I thought. It wasn’t until I met her that I believed in the supernatural, and heartbreak. The story began as a bride-to-be lost her husband on the night of her wedding, and her spirit roamed the cemetery near his grave. I was dared, as most teenagers are, to spend the night in the c...