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The Confession Short Story

The Confession

September 18, 1981 – Presage, Louisiana The old doors were barred. For a moment, I thought of a picture I’d seen as a child. A picture in some storybook of a castle, its drawbridge pulled tight against gray stone. A moat surrounding it with alligat...

The Shadow People

The Shadow People

“Bloody Mary….Bloody….Mary…Bloody…. I can’t do it, what if she really comes? What if it’s real?” Joey’s voice trembled with each word. “Come on, don’t be a sissy, it’s just a story.” He sat down on the floor in defianc...

Yet

Yet

BEEP—BEEP—BEEP– the sound of the alarm jolted her out of bed and onto her feet like a catt...

The Day

The Day

When I opened my eyes this morning and pushed through the haze of sleep, the one thought that didn&#...