Dating has been tough lately. After many failed attempts at romance. I resorted to Tinder. That is where I found David. He texted like a charmer. He didn’t have a profile picture which was a bit worrying, I hoped he wasn’t some old creep. After chatting for a bit I asked him. “So how old are you David?” “Oh I’ve been 26 for ages” Made me chuckle, he’s cute. “I think I want to take you out for lunch. Does tomorrow work for you?” I was so charmed by him that I asked him out. “I prefer dinner. Want to meet up tomorrow at 8?” “Sounds like a plan.” The next day I waited for him at the restaurant ..read more

In my drab apartment, I sat smoking a fag at my kitchen table. The rain striked my nearby window, nearly drowning out the sound of Count Basie on my turntable. They were supposed to be here at 7. They were supposed to collect what I owe. With my radiator busted, the damp room was a cold one as well. My tired eyes began growing heavier with every passing minute the debtors were late. Right before snapping into sleep, my cigarette nicked my hand with its nearing flame and a knock began at my door. I jumped up, dumping the smoke and heading to the noise. I snatched open the door and two men in c ..read more

A building has collapsed. Inside that collapsed building, is an elevator. Inside the elevator of the collapsed building, is me. And I am trapped. Not only am I trapped in this elevator of the collapsed building, but I am alone. As well as being alone in this elevator of the collapsed building, I have a broken leg with the bone sticking out. On top of being alone in this elevator of the collapsed building and my broken leg with the bone sticking out, I am also slowly bleeding from the back of my head. In addition to my broken leg with the bone sticking out and my head wound that's slowly bleed ..read more

My siblings and I were always fighting. I don't know if it was because we were three teenagers stuck under the same roof, but we did not get along. Sitting between my brother and sister, the two of them fighting over the PlayStation, I'd had enough. Mira elbowed me in the face TWICE, and Daniel threw a banana at my head at dinner. All I did was look at him. So, I jumped up, calling them both brats, and slumped into the single seater near the door. Daniel and Mira exchanged glances, then smirks, before my brother looked me dead in the eye. “You do realize you were adopted, right?” Daniel snort ..read more

I can't believe how long this queue is. It's already been like an hour of me doing nothing but waiting and occasionally taking a few steps forward...and yet there's still hundreds of people in front of me. I won't complain about it though, because there are at least several times as many standing behind me in line. I mean, I did kind of expect that this place would have a quite a lot of people arriving in, but i never thought it would be this many. I also didn't expect this place to look so...unassuming. Almost like an ordinary reception to an office building, or a hospital. Another hour has ..read more

The Drive back from my parents house includes an hour drive down a road in the middle of the rural Ozarks. The road follows a river through the hills. It’s a beautiful drive on an autumn day. After visiting my parents at Around 11am I made it to the bridge about halfway down the road. As I crossed the bridge there was a loud thud. My car started shaking horribly. I pulled off the road. I don’t know what I hit, but when I got out I discovered my passenger side tires were flat. After letting out a long frustrated sigh I unlocked my phone to see that I had no service. *you cannot be serious* I t ..read more

My dear boy, If you are reading this, the priests have read me the holy rites and I am dead. I am writing to let you know what you must do and why. When I was a young man I entered into a seminary in Rome. I was widely considered one of the brightest and acclaimed students in the school. It was assumed I would become a priest and work my way up to eventually becoming the bishop in some place where the holy church could make use of my talents. It was therefore a bit of a surprise when I was suddenly sent to the Vatican to meet with the archbishop of Rome and the office of the grand inquisitor ..read more

Traumatic brain injury, 3rd degree burns, five fractured vertebrae, and a severe spinal cord injury. That’s what I remember the doctor saying to my family as I slipped in and out of consciousness after the accident. I can’t remember much. Some jerk cut me off. I swerved and hit a ditch, rolling the car over in the process. I can remember watching the flames creep around me before it all went black. I thought that was it for me. I knew it wasn’t good. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t move a single muscle in my limbs. I couldn’t even speak. All I could do was move my eyes. They told my so ..read more

This story is my mother's, yes it is real, but I wasn't alive to witness it. My mother grew up in a old house that always had a unsettling vibe to it. Even when I, as a kid, went to this house, i had always got a unsettling feeling. My mother owned a Old antique doll, it was one of her favorites. She used to have a crib, where she would put all of her dollies and toys. One particular night her friend came over. The doll was propped up on the crib, in the front of all the other stuffed animals. My mother's friend did not like the doll, it freaked her out. She begged my mother to put it away, b ..read more

Almost everyone has experienced manual breathing or blinking at least once, but my situation is different. It began the day we were being taught about heartbeats at school. When our teacher mentioned that the heart beats automatically, I felt a strange sensation—I could feel the muscles of my heart. Ignoring it for about 10 seconds, I felt a sharp pain in my chest. Subconsciously, I began controlling that muscle, the muscle of my heart, making it beat manually. Our teacher noticed my odd facial expressions and got angry because I wasn't paying attention. I couldn't explain myself properly bec ..read more