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My bladder was full and I had to relieve my Jack-in-the-box. I had just returned from a long winter spinning tales of the macabre. But the webs wouldn't let go. Up a flight of stairs from the maw of the dark. There I had spent months sharpening my q...
Halloween Story
An elderly couple celebrate Halloween, or rather she wants to.He walked into the bedroom, ready for bed. His wife of sixty-five years was already in bed with the covers pulled up to her chin. Her hair was in curlers, her teeth in a glass on the bedside table. As he took his teeth out and put them in a glass o...
The scars of yesterday Remind her She must take control Taking a deep breath Refusing the tears to fall She will be strong She waits Soon to pack the memories away To love another day No choices she has Each day will be a bit easier She mus...
The Junction
The things I see around me.I’m so fortunate to be able to look out on the world, to see the sunrise, to smell the freshness of the morning dew, and to experience the warmth of the rising sun, and at the end of the day, to cool off and experience those special sunsets; the ones...
Woman in the Mirror
Something unexpected came with the old house...From the first night in that house, female moans invaded my dreams. Now, I awake to a new sound- tap tap tap- as if someone's rapping on glass. I look, but there's nothing outside the window. "Over here," whispers her melodic voice, lurin...
It was a dark and stormy night. The rain fell in torrents, like sheets of glass. The lights were not lighted. The beams not rising. In night's obscurity of a wandering shadow. Like a chameleon lost among hapless souls. Beneath the pillars of a fog, s...
Midnight Blues
Diary of a Fabulous Dreamer part 8 (final part)There’s a drink after work tomorrow night. That’s what they’re all saying at work. I’m sitting in my corner of the office and everyone’s talking about it. Am I going, they ask me? Kevin – aka “Mr Bryant” – seems quite keen for me to be there. I...
I am not sure how old the thick glass door is, but it might be from the early eighties. I swipe the access card, and the push bar lets me free inside the apartment. Waiting on the elevator now for the second floor, and I hear chattering behind me in...
Fuel Season 3: Episode 3 – All That Sparkles
Stevie takes one final step towards achieving her goal of sitting on the Formula-X throne20th of September – Season 3 As Darcy Stevens looked over the edge of the pier, looking out at the ocean watching the sun set, she thought about the night ahead and how nervous she was. She only had one shot at doing this right and it was all riding...
Pirouetting on a cloud of crimson roses In the silence of a fluttering butterfly. Dripping pollen of scarlett rainbows Through a prism of glass, Suspended in the air. As lovely as a tree of a painted sky Echoed by a golden harp of drea...
The Halloween season was full upon us when my stepdaughter asked me to take her and one of her friends to one of the local haunted attractions. Now my background in planning and executing my own haunted house left me kind of jaded and I rarely ever v...
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Not everything is as it seemsIt’s that moment when you know you’re being watched; when an invisible hand reaches into your dreams and drags you back to reality. The shock sends your heart racing, the panic intensifying when inner voices whisper, Don’t make a sound, something’s...
Mom screams. Short and piercing like she’s just stumbled across something startling. Her shriek comes from downstairs. ‘Sounds like she’s in the kitchen but why is she awake and out of bed at this hour?’She screams again, calling my name. ‘She needs...
This is a single-act play. It takes place in a large kitchen of a detached house, deep in the English Countryside. As the curtain lifts, two people can be seen within a single spotlight. The rest of the kitchen is in darkness. It would be unclear to...
On my last birthday, my husband bought me a new car. I have to say it was lovely, dark blue shiny paintwork, it had everything. My old red car was a bit of a classic, but it did drive like a tractor. No power steering, no air conditioning. It was als...