How did she get here? Why is she standing over this body? There are plenty of questions, and not nearly as many answers.
At the beginning, all she had was a note. A crumpled piece of paper with a few words on it. That was the first thing to be put into her pocket and forgotten about. Soon it was accompanied by tear stained, torn pages. Pink and smelling of her favourite perfume, from her diary. ...

“Just roll the die!!” Judy shouts. “No, pull a card!” Mary says. “Do the backflip for passing 25,” Winter suggests. “That doesn’t help at all!” I say, “There’s too many things I could do, and yall are only saying the wrong ones.” “But those are the rule Kindel, that’s what makes it fun! You only know what you shouldn’t do, never know what you should, and only know who wins via the banker slash rul...

“Did anyone see you?” “I don’t think so,” I say. I tuck her fiery hair behind her ear, “I’ve missed you.” She smiles that sweet smile of hers, the one that I think of each day and dream of each night. “How long do we have today?” “Not long, Natari can only fake a piano lesson for so long. We have an hour or two at most.” She snickers, “Since when do you play piano?” “Since we wanted to meet every...

At first I just wanted something for my mantle, something nice to tie the whole room together. I was out with a few friends at a nearby antique shop that had recently opened. We wandered for about an hour, when something in the corner of my eye caught my interest. I had been looking for some vases, or maybe a cool piece of art, but it just called out to me. It was ornate and made of a dark wood th...