The souls of her feet hit the wet sidewalk as she took each step. Her body limp and exhausted as she carried her baby. It seemed as though she had been walking forever. The flowers on her once white sundress was now dirty and faded. She walked so many miles barefoot that now it felt like blisters covered her feel the same way her shoes would’ve. With each step she took, she mumbled her daughter’s ...

I've been walking for 3 days and still nothing. No food, no water, no nothing. My mom told me to go down this path; that I would find a home away from the chaos I had fought with for years upon years. The path was dark, and, misty, I know that I don't belong here.

I finally reach a cabin it was small and humble, but comforting at the same time. But when I knock, there was no answer, so I knock ag...

One foot after another,

A rhythm of breath and then two steps.

She remembers on this path as a child

Much more gloomy, dark, and missing her brother.

He wasn't gone, just not around.

She was told,

"Sometimes life gets busy"

"I wish..." she frowned.

She has always believed

Believed in shooting stars, family and more.

As much as a fourteen year old could

She dreamed.

Dreamed one day her one wish ...

As the man in the top hat and suit walked down the misty path, he saw somebody in the distant. It was a man.

As the walked towards eachother, the man in the top hat realized the way this man walked, hit clothing, and his height. They were identical.

They man knew he should turn around but he was too intrigued to not. There was myths about seeing someone who looked exactly like you.

As...

“I should’ve just stayed at work,” I mutter to myself.

This hope would normally warrant sirens speeding towards my last known location. Voicing it could only possibly be a passcode, triggering notifications sprayed across a hundred mile radius that I’ve been kidnapped.

I’d almost prefer the nice warm trunk of a stranger’s vehicle to what lies ahead now.

The annual encroachment of the mist on...

Jack and his parents had just migrated from a neighboring town. Their previous home was burned down because the townspeople thought Jack’s mother was a witch. They decided to buy a small piece of land. Enough to build a small long cabin. Away from their old town. It was a chance for a fresh start.

He had got to school by himself since he was eight. So when Jack’s mother, Jane, told him the ...

I look beyond the misty path to nowhere. Many tales and rumors has been told about this path. People would tell of monsters on the end or that there is no end to the misty road. Others would dare their friends to walk the path but of course no one was ever brave enough. And those who did cross it came back never the same, or they ever came back.

I have reasonable since, or at least I did. IBut...

I remember being a little girl, walking this path on the way home from school. Everyday, the bus dropped me off just on the other side, and I’d race home to tell them all about my day. Them. The only word I can even think to use to describe the people who raised me. I’m 18 now and sitting in the back of a cop car, tears soaking the collar of my shirt. I didn’t do anything wrong, but it feels like ...

David had seen more crime scenes in his life than he’d like to admit, he was a workaholic with little to no life outside of the force. As a result he was the go to “on call” detective and was usually first on the scene once the police had called in suspicious circumstances. He had however, never been called to a Peat Bog to investigate a crime. So as he walked down the misty path at 5.45am on a dr...

Wink, you upgraded. I get us in our dreams. They can have our days. We get our nights. Goodbye. Eventually nights will be mine again. Save you? You were saved long before me. I am not leaving. Even in my angriest, I forgive your stupid face. Whatever face is on the other end of this tale. You are an illusion of the finest grade. Slight of the hand. Where’s my pocketbook? Wink?

Better beat. God is...