Lessons From a Cat Cats have a tendency to randomly show up around people’s houses. They will march on your deck, tear up your screens and sneak into your garage. Sound familiar?…
Prologue 2015 -- Villa Forenza Senior Apartments Las Vegas, Nevada When the EMTs found ‘Crazy Ava’ and placed her on the stretcher, her eyes were dazed and unresponsive. Almost as if, she had been frozen that way for hours without any discernible awareness of the outside world. Early this morning, her usual sour expression was replaced with something agonized. Her mouth, draped half-open and her breath, once again, smelling like dog shit.…
The hate stare burned through me. I pressed back against a wall. I could expect no pity, no mercy. They approached slowly and I could not escape them. Twice before, I had awakened myself screaming."…
The adrenaline was pumping through my veins and I couldn’t stop despite the fact that my lungs felt as if there were icy shards lodged in my chest. Haunted figures of the men that destroyed my life as I knew it flashed before my eyes as I lept over crates and pushed down trash cans behind me, my path marked by a riddled maze of rotted food and old possessions. The tears in my eyes were no longer tears,but streaks of moisture…
Guilt of a Broken Reverend Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live; Exodus 22:18. Upon Reverend Parris request I came to Salem with the fallacious facts from the heavy books, supposedly weighed with authority. Now we stand in front of God’s children who will hang from ropes.…
It’s been a day or two since we’ve left this room. I’m lost and enraptured by the fragility surrounding our isolation. I spend much of my time counting things. I count the slats on your window blinds, I count the clothes scattered on your bedroom floor, I count the scars on your body. I count every different language and color I could learn to love you in.…
Before I moved to the house I live right now we use to live in the other side of Modesto, and i like living there even though it wasn’t as peaceful as my house right now. One day we were getting home and my dad was opening the door, but it was already open so he asked my mom if she locked the door when we left and she said yeah so we went in. The lights were on and there was glass on the floor at first i didn’t really know what was happening, but then my mom said we got rob.…
Monologue I always love talking with young Malcolm, he is such a nice young man, I always want to listen to my students but sometimes Malcolm goes on and on about all these different inquiries, sometimes I wish he would just shut up!. As I am minding my own business just cutting the rose bush Malcolm is going on about how he thinks the new kid Sebastian is hiding something. I do think he is overthinking and worrying to much about Sebastian, I just wish he could just leave me alone and go care for something else so I can get back to my rose bush. I have things to do and places to be, I have to go wash the windows by the library at noon and then help prep tomorrows lunches, the last thing I need is Malcolm accusing Sebastian on some crazy assumption he is going to hold me up!.…
When I am dreaming, I sometimes am not sure if I am awake or dreaming, but when I am awake I know I am not dreaming. In dreams, I feel like I am not in control of what is happening, I am the observer. I sometimes know I am dreaming because I do things I would not normally do in real life. In dreams, things do not always make sense, like a movie skipping. In real life, this is not the case.…
Her steps were slow and cautious. Her breaths were small and shallow, but her heart could be heard by anyone standing at least a few meters away. She had been waiting perpetually. Had been plotting, planning; and agonizing. She was already well aware of the consequence her actions would lead to, but after the event that had been weighing on her shoulders for years on end, the few seconds of relief that she would finally have after the deed was done would be all worth it.…
Cadence grinned disturbingly. Her fangs lined the side of her mouth, and anger enkindled itself ruthlessly before a burst of mirthless laughter, a sinister cackle, echoed in the cave of perpetual crystal; and then…silence, along with the afterthought of renditioning retribution. An angry fang-filled grin. A mirthless peal of laughter, resonating through and through.…
Psycho First of all, I would like to state that I am not insane, deranged, unhinged, or mentally disturbed in anyway. The only reason I am here is because of a bomb. And the nightmares... but nobody knows about those. 1942, Enasni Psychiatric Hospital, Paldiski, Estonia To be truthful, I didn’t hear the screams.…
Honest Horror I am eager to witness the horrors within “America’s scariest” that the masses raved about. Not having a reservation, I am forced to sneak around the attentive guard. The charcoal black suit with legs intimidates all who enter. Luckily, the bouncer stares mindlessly at the black cellular device within his tight grasp as if he guarded that rather than the entrance.…
The Heroine and the Heist It seems like time is ticking in slow motion. Alarms are ringing in my ear. Tiffany and Co is going into lockdown. “We need to take the dosh and run!”…
“O God, God, how weary, stale, flat and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world!” is the monologues that I can connect with the most. This monologue simply describe life in the saddest and downbeat place to live. This connects me straight when it reminds me of my high school. When I was in high school, I was an angry rebel kid that was so furious with my parents especially my mom because everything I do would never satisfied her.…