“I’ve never met anyone like you before.”

Surely you have, though… right?

I’m not the only one stuck in a ditch,

a loop, warned against the fight

versus the world and its stitches.

I’m not the only one with traits of a vampire,

pale, pale skin, who loves the night,

but can’t take a glance at a mirror unless it’s on fire.

The only trait I don’t have is the bite.

I’d never do that… would I?

I’m n...

Kiara has always fallen in love so parachutingeasily. The first she could remember is in first grade with a little boy named Ethan Morris. What she found attractive about him was that he was the fastest boy during PE. Kiara figured he liked her too because when she wore a periwinkle purple bow to school he complimented it. She knew then he was the boy she was going to marry. Bows and periwinkle pu...

Im stuck i mean i literally can’t move it feels as though I’m made of stone but stone doesn’t feel pain right? All i know is the pain i feel is unexplainable with words other than screams of pure horror but honestly I deserve it sometimes i wish it was real its not its some sort of nightmare. I wake up breathing heavy like i always do i turn and face the girl laying down next to me I’m glad I didn...

“I’ve never met anyone like you before.” I said wide eyed and attentive. At first he just stared back, unblinking and dismissive. Finally in a slow almost mumble he said, “ you should be thankful for that.” I knew what Quincy meant, he was not a good person, but he was brilliant. As we sat across the gray metal table from each other, I could see the hand cuffs hold his left arm to the table. I und...

“You know what?”

The voice startled Grace and tore her from her mundane thoughts of how to get that mustard stain out of her sons new shirt. Clearing her throat and adjusting her notebook on her lap, she put on her game face and locked eyes with the man before her.

“What, James?” Grace felt herself internally cringe at the false sweetness she infused in her voice.

“I’ve never met anyone like yo...

It’s snowing in the city. The roof tops and alleys are rain slicked and icy from the freeze. Jasper thuough? He’s used to it. It’s always cold in a city like this. The weathers just as bad as the people. Neither are particularly enjoyable.

There’s a scream a few blocks away. The sound echoes off the walls and into the dark sky above. The stars don’t shine through the clouds. But one could pretend...

Nobody knows where he comes from. Maybe not even he himself. Suddenly he is just there, looking and behaving as he has always lived in the small community of Kråkemåla, which belongs to Oskarshamn municipality.

He calls himself Robert Duval. It is not certain that this is his real name either. How did Robert Duval end up in Kråkemåla? Robert has learnt through research that as a child he lived wi...

It was a dark night the blood form his body flowed and I’ll I remember is the last words he said to me “I never met anyone like you before!” And I looked at him with a sincere smile. “You should be grateful for that.” As I drank the last of his blood draining his life force killing him. I smirk and clean up and leave. Everyday this is my routine, meet, suduce them, kill them. I wish that my life w...

I was on a second date, she said “I love you,” and I just looked at her.

Typically my response is to laugh, and I say ‘typically’ because this exact sort of thing has happened at a shockingly high frequency for me.

I’ve never considered myself particularly attractive; quite the opposite, actually, I don’t think very highly of myself at all.

I can’t hold down a job for more than a year or so, I am...

Who could be trusted? That was the question of the century.

A question she had to ask herself constantly every single day.

The music from the party roared on, the laughter and carefreeness of a bunch of college students illuminating the night. she sighed softly, leaning against the balcony and staring out at the surprisingly starry night. Khalil was always talking about light pollution and how ...