I had overslept, I think. I woke up to the sound of a baby crying. Given the fact I live alone, this startled me. I followed the noise, to find a baby weeping in the living room. I jumped back and screamed. The baby didn’t seem to notice me. “I'm coming honey” A voice echoed from the kitchen. A woman rushed to the baby with a bottle of milk. Once again I screamed, but no reaction from them. They looked odd, almost like they were different entities than me. After I calmed down a bit. I tried to grasp the reality of the situation. So they were ghosts? But not scary horrifying killing souls, the ..read more

“It’s all so unfortunate,” the scientist sighs, gazing across the crowd. “I wish I could stay on your bountiful planet.” Her lips form a sad smile, tears welling in her eyes. “But, alas, I must go back to my people. Farewell.” Finishing her speech, she turns, and floats into the ship above. The doors close; the scientist drops her facade, swiping away her fake tears. She smirks, launching the first of many missiles. The woman strolls over to the protected window and observes the panicked residents below. “We've gotta get resources somehow,” she comments. “It's all so unfortunate, isn't it ..read more

Fala loves her husband, Corbin. They have been together since they were just young teens, figuring out how to be adults. Now they have many children together, and he cares for them in a way that makes Fala fall in love with him over and over again. She loves their family. She would never want to be with anyone else. This morning, Corbin was out getting food for the kids, and he was taking a while... longer than usual, considering how easy it was to find food in their area. Fala didn't want to leave the babies, but she had to get some food; none of them had eaten yet, and they had nothing stas ..read more

I was around 10 when I can recall this memory. I was at home until I heard a strange knock towards the basement. My parents warned me to never go inside the basement, I was too scared to check it out. My parents wasn’t home so I went and checked it out, when I opened the basement door it had a stench of rotten meat. I went down towards the basement, the stairs were creaking loudly. When I was half way I heard my parent’s car pull up to the driveway, I ran up as fast I can and closed the door. I never told my parents what I did that day. It was Wednesday it was a dark night my parents’ went ou ..read more

Can you hear the creature of the night? The sounds it makes in the absence of light. You don't? Well it's creeping up your neck. It's there, without you knowing of its wreck. It's there, there's no need to check. Silent sounds you think you hear, that's it as it crawls in your ear. (Going through google docs, have many started incomplete stories, deleting this after posting) Also a not really scary one I started before deleting that might still fit Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall Humpty Dumpty was plotting his fall An unsynchronized chorus voiced in his head You've got this the first whispered ..read more

It was a Sunday afternoon, right after service, when dad called a family meeting. We all knew things were bad, but as soon as we jumped into the videocall and saw dad's grim expression, the severity really hit. “All the cows are sick”, dad went straight to the point. It was evident he’d been crying. “They got the ‘monas. Entrenched biofilms. They have two years left, being optimistic”. Mom turned away from the cam so we couldn't see her expression. My blood ran cold. Two years, then it was over. In the silence, little Jay spoke up. “I’m gonna miss Grandma Bessy” He said, breaking my heart. Wh ..read more

The first manned mission beyond the borders of our solar system was conducted with surprisingly little fanfare. The team, originally a quartet but down by one due to last-minute health issues, were among the most experienced in the field, and were prepared both physically and psychologically for the stress of the mission. All went well at first. It wasn't until they reached what is considered the nominal boundary of our solar system that things started going wrong. Mission control lost contact with the team for 17 hours, and could find no explanation as to why. Long-distance observation showe ..read more

The old ambassador was working all alone in his office, typing away as the clock slowly ticked past midnight. Suddenly, he winced and stuck a finger in his left ear. “Not again,” he snarled, opening and closing his mouth as if the high-pitched noise would go away with a pop. “It’s the same damn thing as last time. Damn it! I’m sick of it all.” With his other hand he reached for the coffee mug but grabbed the handle too low and its contents spilled all over the other end of his desk, dripping down the wooden floor. “Great. Now I’ve got to deal with this shit.” He stood up and yawned. The ringi ..read more

Yeah, it's Rabbit James. Yes, in person. I know, the Rabbit James. Or Douglas. You don't know me as Douglas, I'm rarely even called that anymore. But that's my name. You know, the first one in the credits. Not that anyone cares. When a character grows as popular as Rabbit James, the actor stops mattering. I was just a kid when my mom signed us – my brother and me – up for the audition. It was a coincidence we got the roles. The prankster Rabbit James, and my brother as his responsible brother Eugene. It was just some silly attempt at a TV show. And it turned out more successful than expected ..read more

A generic saint from long ago who lived far away from you was once tied to a tree to be executed. Despite the fact that the artwork of her will immortalize her in a state of ecstasy upon her torture and death, all she really could do was reflect on how she always felt like a stranger to her friends and body. Despite the physical agony as her ragged wails scared the birds away from the trees this cold day, all she could think about was how strangely routine this felt. This is, of course, how saints are supposed to die and it felt like angels were filing out paperwork just as the law of the lan ..read more