He stood then looking through my window he new I was in the house he new I was scared what he didnât know is that I wanted him there Iâve worked in the police for years chasing him watching him
But I never thought I would like the attention of a stalker he has this calm about him Iâve never met him never seen him but I want him I want to touch love hear him I want all of him but Iâm a police offi...
Three whole years older than her sister when she went missing.
Her sister at the age of thirteen disappeared in the night like a magician. An eight year old Rose thought it was a trick. That Thorn would poof right back in her room like it never happened.
But it wasnât a magic trick.
And she never came back.
Everyone says it was a Stranger that took her sister. Maybe her ...
**_I was what you_** would call a normal average joe.
Nothing special about me at all.
I was blunt, had an all around flat personality, and in a group of friends who were the average of highschool. I was blocky with the average size, a boy who wasnât skinny or fat, just large. An African-American with a shaved head and a freckle in my eye and on my top lip.
The Stranger had snuck into your room in the dead of night, slipping between the window gap you had left cracked open to let in the cool night air. They had appeared like a shadowy blip in the colorfulness of your tiny room.
The Stranger was a swath of particles embedded in the physical world, like a deformation or blemish in the perfect simulation of time and space. They were neither visible nor...
She stood on the open observatory deck. The one hundred and first floor, utterly shrouded in a warm, wet blanket of cloud. There was nothing to see apart from a diffuse glow of indigo light from the towerâs liberty lamp, which showed a different colour each night.
The man had not appeared. It was a quarter past six. He said he would meet her here. Perhaps he was simply delayed. Was it the wrong d...
Waking up feeling as though I've been in a terrible car crash, I couldn't help noticing how awful today's already started. I rolled away from the bright sun peaking through my windows, not before clutching at my aching head. Something had to be wrong. I never felt this awful before, and oddly, I didn't feel like myself. That was the first time I felt ...
