The rift opened, dragging me with it.

About an day ago, I found something strange about my school.

Every so often I felt these… glitches.

In gym class it felt like everything was normal. The basketball court was full of kids and I was on the bleachers. But then I felt that feeling when it typically happens. Somethings… off… but I know I just have to look for it.

So as one does, I decided to ...

The moment I was on my last life, I had realized that I was going to have to be ruthless in the final showdown. In this game, everyone has three lives and each player starts with a handgun.

Five hours in. I’m out of breath and 49 of the 60 contestants had been eliminated and right now I have to focus on staying on my second life so I can stand some ground in the upcoming ten player showdown. ...

A witch named Haggis lived in a shack at the edge of a haunted forest—a very haunted forest—away from the rest of the nearby village.

There was a witch and her pet monster named Crig. The monster was a strange orange creature with big round eyes, four stubby little legs, and a curled tail. The thing was shaped like a pig but had the personality of a dog. Frankly, the creature was adorable.

The w...

We prepare on edge of the wooden pier, glancing out into the large expanse of the lake that we usually fish at. It’s calming, I guess. The snowy mountains are about a mile and a half from us—the perfect distance for a good view. I puff out a cloud of heated air and rub my hands against my coat.

It’s cold, I think to myself.

“You have the rods?” The other man said. He was growing gray hair and ha...

“Class.” The male instructor asked in a kind yet demanding tone. “Can anyone hear me?” He sighed.

He was the new teacher in a not-so well-respected high school so this type of behavior wasn't out of the ordinary. He knew he had to make a good first impression on these children.

Over the expanse of the entire classroom, the young students were relentless. Many conversations were taking place at...

Both parties are in a wooden, hole-in-the-wall gemstone shop in a busy town. The boy urges to take the arrangement into a private room. The room is full of treasure with three tiny windows near the ceiling.

David slides the bag across the wooden table, the thing making a rattling noise, the old appraiser stands across from the boy. The man peers inside. “Where in the Great World did you come acro...

Two full months ago, my mum and I drove into the new neighborhood. We made enough memories until it felt somewhat like our new home. Everyday I always saw the haunted house hiding at the dead-end whenever I walked to school.

It’s a overgrown, abandoned, wooden house with planks that seemed to be falling apart and windows that are boarded with old rusty nails. Something tells me to sneak in but I...