“...and Krampus snatched them up and dragged them to hell!” My brother, Leon, shouted, grabbing me by my arms and dragging me toward the fireplace.

I shrieked, wriggling out of his grip. “He’s not real!” I said defiantly, dancing away from his reach and crossing my arms. “You can’t scare me.”

“Oh really?” His mouth quirked into that sly grin. “Are you going to test that theory?”

“Even if he was r...

The air changes

Filling with an electrical charge

The sky cracks open in a boom

And poors out it’s tears on me

It’s fairly cloudy up there

The chemical changes

Filling my brain with an electrical charge

My eyes crack open in a heaving sob

And poors out it’s tears on me

It’s fairly cloudy in here

The message is the same

Filling the person with the same emotion

Their ears crack open from a sof...

You’ve been sitting there for hours. You had put on a new dress and a little extra makeup because this place was a bit fancier than the average restaurant. And people were giving you pitying looks.

All because your date hadn’t shown up.

It had been nearly an hour and you just kept waiting to order. The tables around had taken turns having whispered conversations with plenty ‘oh poor her’ glances. ...

They all screamed at the sight of me.

I was the fairest of them all. I tempted men left and right. I was known for my purest of hearts and best of looks. That wasn’t truth, however. For when I was cursed, I was suspended in time until I awoken by true love’s kiss. And once it was bestowed against my lips, I awoke with time screeching to catch up.

They all screamed at the sight of me....

Did a villain’s work ever really end?

No. Not really. He still shoplifted, scammed people, and occasionally had to dispose of a body if they decided to snoop around in his business, but that was mostly just to keep his need for excitement satisfied. Otherwise he was a normal, retired, middle class aging man.

Rejoining society as a normal person had been hard, with too many people knowing his id...

I can hear them moving around. Their loud, deep voices penetrate my sensitive ears. There’s lots of commotion.

BANG!

DONG!

RIIIIIIING!

A constant storm of noise. At some point it stops, for about eight solid hours there is peace. It’s blissful and wonderful and makes me think I can come out. It takes about seven hours for me to gain the courage to walk to the door. A half hour to find the brave...

“All right, people, we’ve got to pull this off. Everyone know their lines?” Deceit stood before everyone, grinning spitefully.

“You and I are the drive,” Revenge said, fist bumping Deceit, his leather jacket squeaking.

“I give us the memories of why we should,” Sadness spoke up, her quiet and slow voice sobering them for a second. She was portrayed as a young girl and the deep sadness in a voice a...

‘Mandy! We’re going tonight. You in?’

My fingers hover over the N and the O as the text comes through. I couldn’t do it. I’ve always had an irrational of it. I could never join them. It made being friends with them hard sometimes but for some reason they stuck around.

I have no idea where it came from. My friends say it was probably from the way I grew up. I don’t like that. It makes me sound lik...

His cheeks were sunken and his cheekbones were pressing against the taught skin. His clothes were crumbled, dirty, and vomit covered, his eyes hallow. He was hurt, dried blood ran a dark red streak down the side of his face and off his chin. His hand was bandaged poorly, fresh crimson beginning to drip from the wound underneath. His uninjured hand held his still healing ribs as he took shallow bre...

Myra Turner. The most adored girl in every room. Every eye would be fixed upon her grace, dignity, kindness, and elegance especially when she waltzed across the dance floor. She was beloved by all, even the ones riddled with jealousy would kneel at her feet. It was like she was the radiant queen and everyone was her subjects. Or a seductive temptress that everyone had no choice but to bow to.

I ha...