Category: Stories

  • The View…

    “Help.” Each letter reverberating against the stone walls that surround him. “Help. Help,” he repeats one syllable at a time. “Help,” he says once more into rocks and dirt, confident that this time it will mean more than the last. “There’s isn’t anyone coming to help. Will you please shut…

  • Justice Unserved…

    “It’s really easy when you think about it,” the man across from him says in a casual tone as he tries to get comfortable in the steel chair. “What is easy?” He asks. “The first kill, your first kill,” the prisoner across from him answers, hands folded in a prayer…

  • I Don’t Know But It’s Been Said…

    “This is my first time in the big city.” The clerk hands him his change with a blank stare. There is no contempt or concern that anything living or dead is standing in front of her at this moment. She stands motionless from the other side of the glass. “I…

  • Never Seen Only Heard…

    “These children have way too much energy. Laughing and playing along as if everything is alright,” he thinks to himself before letting out a loud yawn. “There is something evil in this town. An entity, a curse, whatever you want to call it, but something is after these innocent children.”…

  • With Our Heads, Our Hearts, and Our Souls

    “Settle down, settle down everyone. It is almost time to begin,” a voice calls out through the already seated crowd. A silence washes over the room. The room goes dark as a single red spot light shines upon the podium before them. Father Herington approaches the podium from somewhere in…

  • Reminding Ourself Of What We Used To Be…

    This one is a Short Story…

  • Intelligent Species…

    “Another day and another dollar,” I say out loud as I take a seat on the curb outside of work. Another day, another lonely lunch I think as I take out my lunch and begin to eat it slowly. Savoring every bite of my warm peanut butter and jelly I…

  • A Game To Play

    Author’s Note: I don’t normally do this, but given that this story was written long before many events that have since happened in America. This story is a work of fiction and should be treated as such. Any similarities to any event that has or could happen is coincidental. With…

  • We Pray, We Pray, and We Prey

    The only thing that is true in life is death. What a crock of shit. That may be true for the rest of you. It isn’t true for me. From the Byzantine Empire to the very last second it has been me and the rest of you fuckers. Day after…

  • Assuming Everything Is Fine

    If I was to tell you my story it would have to start like this. I woke up and I peed.  Or I woke up, I peed, and then I ate something. The simplest of variations to the start of my day. Pretty boring stuff. But I guess that’s not…