My heart is racing as my hand touches the doorknob.

My palms are sweaty, and everything inside of me is screaming to stop.

Too curious. I’m too curious to step away from the door.

This door has been haunting me since I moved into this building two weeks ago.

I turn the door knob and hear a squeaking sound as I push slightly foward.

I’m expecting something, anything.

I don’t expect noth...

You never asked, but…

you were important to me.

I loved having you in my life.

You meant more than you could see,

until my back was punctured by your knife.

You never asked, but…

for nights, I cried myself to sleep.

Your lies and your tricks.

They really hit me deep,

and thinking of you makes me feel sick.

You never asked, but…

I would’ve done anything for you.

No matter the pain and tear...

I groan when my phone rings for the third time in row. It’s been nonstop. I glance down at my phone to see the caller is unknown just like the last two times.

I groan as I accept the call, determined to end this nonsense.

“What?” I ask loudly, anger clear in my voice. “Stop calling me or I swear-“

“Austin?” a quiet, fragile voice on the other end of the phone asks quietly, interupting my sent...

I step out of my car, shaking my head with a laugh and close the door.

My fourteen year old daughter, Breanne, just tried out for cheerleading for her Freshman year. She cheered on Junior High the past two years. She’d been upset all day since tryouts ended, claiming she did horribly and probably won’t make the Junior Varsity team. I’m sure she will though and is just paranoid as always.

I rea...

She’s delicate and fragile. She’s surrounded by sunshine, and she brightens up every place she goes. With her blond hair and white dress, she’s everyone’s dream summer view. She’s innocent and pure. So many girls share her name because of her impact in the world.

Her name is Daisy. She is a small beauty nature gives to the world, but a beauty she definitely is....

A question pondered for ages,

one who’s answer remains unknown.

When we’ve spent up life’s wages,

what future are we shown?

Some believe in an afterlife

with hopes of seeing a lost loved one again:

a child, a parent, a husband, a wife.

Eternities different from brain to brain.

Some believe in recarnation of spirit,

in souls reviving into a new body’s state.

Some people may fear it,

but oth...

They won’t go away.

They’re everywhere.

I’ve been running for hours, and I can’t escape the sound of sirens and blue, flashing lights behind me.

I didn’t mean to do it. It wasn’t supposed to go this far. Now, I’m stuck running, hoping I don’t use up my energy before the cops give up my trail forget about me.

Let me take you back to earlier this morning where everything went wrong.

I woke...