Lindsey looked down at her children. One was just a toddler and the other was a newborn. She couldn’t pick between them. They hadn’t even gotten a chance to see the world. Lindsey didn’t know if she wanted them to see it if this is what people are doing now, but they still deserved a chance to live. Maybe things would get better. Deep down, Lindsey knew things wouldn’t. She knew what she had to do...
The dusty old antique shop was certainly unique to say the least. When one person walked in they would be showered in dust. You would always be able to hear the small crackling of the candles that were placed about randomly, you’d even been able to hear a pin drop. There was a figure at the back counter who constantly wore a large trench coat and fedora. They never spoke and they never reacted to ...
What…. Did I take these photos? I don’t recall ever doing anything like this. Perhaps my sister took them? No, that’s not it either. These photos are things I’d see in my nightmares. They don’t look like anything in particular. When I looked at the first picture again, I could see blood. There looked to be a knife, or was that something else. Either way, I didn’t exactly want to look at it anymore...
Macy had to resist looking back, because if she looked back, then she would see her home sitting atop the small hill that she had so much fun on. She would feel her father’s hugs. She would hear her sister’s guitar playing. She would see her brother laying on the couch with a book in hand. She would smell her mother’s brownies. Macy wanted to go back home. She wanted her father to hug her, she wan...
There was the sound of rain pounding down on the metal roof of the trailer Emilee and her family lived in. It was nearly impossible to see anything outside of the window. The lights flickered on and off as if teasing the family. They had gotten the hurricane warning a bit to late, and they didn’t want to risk driving anywhere. So they sat anywhere in the trailer really. Emilee’s brother had been s...
“Sometimes you just have to laugh. You have to make jokes, you have to smile. But, what’s really important, is that you have to make others smile. Make them laugh with your jokes no matter how stupid they may be. Try to make everyone’s day just a little bit brighter.” She said to her son looking at him in the eyes. There was a solemn expression on her face. Almost as if she weren’t really there, a...
