I am three and a half at the time of  Mahatma Gandhi’s assassination in Delhi. Blurry images linger. Daddy and his friend, Mr. Diwan ...

Gravity tugged at every fiber of my being. The black hole stretched me thin as I hurtled through the abyss. Colors swirled around me ...

Sharon Yacko's disappearance became a front-page sensation across the United States. So how did a crime that captured nationwide media attention remain unsolved?

Glazed eyes upon a flimsy piece of paper.The thin, fickle texture telling me mathematical questions.A subject filling my soul with apathy. “Two plus two ...

Upon hearing the blood-curdling scream, we all jumped out of our seats and ran for the staircase. I reached it first and took the ...

All twelve of us were seated by 9:00 p.m., and Roxanne explained what happens once a soul was summoned. Except for a few candles ...

Liz’s words echoed as I drove home from Sea Island. What message could a spirit possibly have for me? All of this seemed so ...

Ralph stood at the top of the staircase, with a sense of enthusiasm, holding his golf shoes and glove. “Weren’t you in the parlor ...

Do you believe in ghosts? The St. Augustine Lighthouse is a beacon to warn ships of the shore. At night, its light shines brightly ...

So perfect was this one fine spring day Incandescent rays and the warmth of the sun emote. Blue cloudless sapphire heaven at Noonday Filled ...