Marley’s eyes bulged at the sight before her. In all her years using the abandoned plantation as a shortcut from school, she had always found the cellar door of the dilapidated mansion secured. Two padlocks restricted access. Not only were the devices missing, but the double doors were open, exposing a flight of wooden stairs. ...

Disclaimer: This story is based on the St. Augustine Lighthouse. This story is not affiliated with the lighthouse or its staff. ________ 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 weaved together with the bushes. They created a ...

Disclaimer: This story is based on the St. Augustine Lighthouse. This story is not affiliated with the lighthouse or its staff. ________ 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. There was a rocking ...

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 the ...

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! 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 ...

I sat rocking in my computer chair. I hated nights like this when nothing was coming to me. I couldn’t focus; I could feel unseen eyes on me. Just like when I was a kid, I listened for my mother’s rhythmic snoring. That sound used to always make me feel better when I was younger ...

I tend to keep family matters out of my writing, but last week my grandfather passed away. My dad was heartbroken. He was heartbroken to the point where it made him question his faith. My father was raised in a strict Catholic household. It was so important to him when I was born, he brought ...

Emily walked down the tree-lined streets, her white, patent leather high heels click-clacking against every red cobblestone. Her hair sparkled lovely, strawberry blonde as the sunshine picked through the looming trees. The smell of freshly-brewed coffee wafted through the air. Emily struggled to get up the outside steps of the large gray home with the black ...