My hair smells of violets

I got the good shampoo

I did some of the little tasks

I was supposed to do

I’m clean and somehow

Now my mind is too?

A shower actually helped?

Wow, who knew!...

I don’t get out much, but I’m perfectly fine with it. Order in, work from home, avoiding the outside is kind of my thing. That’s why at this moment my…skill is helping me survive. at least I think it will.

First everything around me starts shaking. I’m talking shelf’s, beds, lamps. But what concerns me is when the ground starts shaking, hard.

I crawl to my window and look out to see panic on t...

My world is both infinite and 800-square-feet wide. It consists of a kitchen, a dining nook, a bedroom, an office, and a gaming colosseum, where I, as DarkZion99, destroy an endless army of noobs on CosmosBrawl II™ with my legendary DeusInfinitum Sabre and Armor. Those on the NA23 server look at me like a god amongst casual players. I’ve never in my life received such love, respect, and admiration...

I was awoken by the phone. The landline phone that was only used for emergencies. I didn’t get calls on that phone. The only one who knew that number was…

I scrambled out of bed. And I nearly ripped the whole thing off the wall.

“I can’t leave.” I said when I heard breathing. “You know-”

“Momma is dead.”

A roaring started in my ears. If they found her then I would be next. I didn’t tra...

It may seem bizarre to you, when I say that I haven’t ventured beyond my own threshold in many years. Long before the likes of Covid 19, I was convinced (still am) that some kind of pandemic would happen and the only way I would be safe was if I stayed in an environment alone. It no longer worries me, this obsession of mine. I don’t much care for people or what they think of me. This age is ab...

The upper West Side neighborhood in New York City are the epicenter of affluence. Pre-war brick brownstones and over-the-top retail stores define the character. That's why Garret Masterson bought an apartment after graduating from NYU.

Growing up in the Back Bay area around Boston he was always around money, expected money, craved money and the power it delivered. Summers in Marthas Vineyard and...

Last night I heard a strange noise. It was like someone screaming , but it didn’t sound human.

‘Bloody kids. They could turn their TVs down before they go to bed.’

Of course I went back to sleep. I mean, what else what I supposed to do.

This morning however, things got very strange. I ended up doing that thing. The thing that I swore I wouldn’t do all those years ago.

It all began with a ...

There was a process to leaving her apartment. Any sound from the elevator triggered a sweat storm and multiple trips to the toilet before the door handle was even turned. Creating just the right time window was imperative to protecting her time at home. Not too early so that there is no place to hide before work started. Not too late to impact what time she could end her shift and go straight ...

*Knock knock knock*

Repeated on James’ door for several minutes until he finally pushed himself up off his old, far past its prime couch - vibrant red many moons ago, it was almost grey from decades of cigarette smoke and wear. He grunted heavily as his body found and upright position and his feet found a rickety path to the front door of his apartment.

He peeked out the peephole. It was dirty,...

I was never an outside type of person. I couldn’t get myself to go outside, or hang out with friends. It’s hard for me to find something to do, so I just sit down on my couch and miss it all. Some people call me an introvert, but some people think I miss out cause I just don’t like people….I can see where people get that from, but I don’t like how people are just guessing about me…I wish I have th...