“I think I just met the happiest person in the world!”

I said it again with as much gusto as I could muster. The face staring back at me looked less convinced than ever. My therapist said if it was the first thing I heard every morning after looking in the mirror that one of these days I’d believe it. I think I need a new therapist.

Shower, shave, coffee, breakfast. Won’t be doing any of that. B...

“I have to leave to protect.” That was the only thing he said to me. The sun was just starting to come up, it wasn’t even ten degrees outside. I had slept on the couch so I could talk to my parents as soon as they woke up. Something wasn’t right.

My brother woke up before they did. If I hadn’t slept on the couch I wouldn’t have known but I heard him walking through the living room and it woke me...

A day that starts at the spa shouldn’t end in the mud. Well, actually they did give me a mud treatment, but that’s a different kind of mud. My corpse though, so muddy and filthy. My hands had never been dirty like that, but my nails looked perfect. That has to count for something

I never saw my killer, or maybe I did and I’ll never know it. The last thing I remember was sliding along my back in t...