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Granny Grunday: Born on a Blissful Monday

Evelyn Samantha Grunday, christened as Mary Aurora Grunday was not entirely a monster. With news flying around, all she wanted to do was climb into her bed and sulk all day. As…

Grainy Apocalypse: One Night In A Personalized Hell

The bathroom door creaked as Shayna opened it and stepped inside the small square room she spent most of her time is now. She walked towards the countertop, her Afro hair bouncing…

How To Spot A Mermaid

The water pulsed around the figure of a woman with long dark hair. From a distance, it appeared as though she was searching the water for something. The rising sun spread its…

Valgos and Drusilla: How Did Valentine’s Day Begin?

Sacha was at it again. Creating heavy thunderclaps and raindrops that could clearly flood the human race. It was all the god of rain knew how to do. He claimed it made…

the waiting room

The Waiting room (E1 – E3)

E1: The Waiting room E1 – The Waiting room “Hey there,” Fleischer called out to the old man who was fiddling with the side of his truck. “Hello,” the old man greeted…

i hate my boyfriends mom

I Hate My Boyfriend’s Mom

Jennifer twisted on the banister like a snake. Her waist was a little stiff yes but that ass more than made up for it at least in Jeremy’s eyes. He watched her…

The Truth About Where The Sun Rises From

Rena raised the six appendages beside her head and stared down at the object on the table-like slab. The flower quivered on the table but it did not lift. “Rena! Concentrate!” her…

Danger! Do Not Trust Your Gut

“Breathe deeply. Relax. Breathe out. Yes that’s it.” The man’s hand rubbed circles on her back in slow strokes. Breathe in. The air flowed into her body. Breathe out. She tried but…

My Water Spirit

“Life is like a river, it never flows past a place twice”. I don’t recall much from my childhood. I remember being a very sad child, or so everyone assumed. On the…

The Girl Who Never Cried

The first time I broke a plate, I broke a full cooler of them. The crashing sound of their fall made my head ring like a cymbal or an old alarm clock…