Online dating has been around for a while now. It’s great if you have social anxiety; you can’t seem to talk to someone that may be a great potential match in person. Right? If you’re able to send them a text or a message – no harm, no foul. If only that were the case. ...

*** Disclaimer: This story is based on the St. Augustine Lighthouse. This story is not affiliated with the lighthouse or its staff. *** Read part one & part two.   They both walked towards the dark, untamed trees of the woods. Only a small dirt trodden path marked the way. The branches of the trees ...

*** Disclaimer: This story is based on the St. Augustine Lighthouse. This story is not affiliated with the lighthouse or its staff. *** Read part one The dim green glow from the necklaces that hung around their necks did not illuminate the room. It was a small room, and from what Alice could make out. ...

*** Disclaimer: This story is based on the St. Augustine Lighthouse. This story is not affiliated with the lighthouse or staff. *** Alice tried to take in the sights as they drove into the historical town. The Victorian buildings were intricate in design and gothic in nature. Grace snapped pictures beside her and commented about ...

Elmira is a blip on the map of New York; unless you’re a Mark Twain nerd, you’ve probably never heard of it. But this tiny dot on the map is hiding a morbid story.  In a town like ours, one has to keep busy. My friend Viki hit me up on Facebook and asked me ...

Read Part One here. I leaned against a tree; hot tears fell from emerald eyes.  I slid down the tree into the icy snow.  “What’s happening?” I whispered, half expecting an answer from the ghostly forest.  I rested my head on the swaying tree for quite some time. Finally, I got up and trudged along—still ...

I was walking in the snow, but I couldn’t remember how I’d gotten into the darkened woods through which I was now trudging. I could hear the crunching sound my boots made as I walked through the wintery spectacle.  Ice hung from the strong branches of the trees.  I felt a trickle of something running ...

Chugga chugga, chugga chugga… CHOO CHOO! The sound of the train’s whistle jerks you from a deep sleep. It’s always 3:13 AM when this train goes by, always causing you to grumble and roll over in bed, throwing a pillow over your head to try to drown out the noise. This night was no different, ...

Read part one here! The smell of bacon and freshly brewed coffee called me from my slumber. I carefully made my way downstairs; every muscle in my body hurt. “How are you feeling?” my mom said as she kissed me on the head like she used to when I was home from school, sick. I ...

“Lily, slow down!” Lily didn’t want to wait for Mommy. After three days of rain, Mommy finally said it was time visit Daddy. So, Lily kept running, she knew the way. She stopped mid-run, spread her arms wide, and looked up toward the bright blue sky, squinting from the sun that was no longer blocked ...