I was writing a scary story to post for Halloween, and I completely dropped the ball on finishing it up in time. I’m still working on it, but in the meantime, here’s another of my very rare poems. — It’s quiet in this room As the world lies asleep And I sit here awake But…
Category: No Sleep
Terry Hall
Have you ever seen something that wasn’t really there? Had an experience that you could only reconcile with one other person in the world, and for which everyone else would call you crazy? In college, I was part of a volunteer group that went around the dorms passing out pamphlets about how detrimental prescription drug abuse could…
Are you afraid of the dark?
There’s a light on down the hallway, Piercing through the dark, Its yellow glow creeps in my doorway, Causing my thoughts to stop. You see, a light would be so comforting, Since I’m home alone, But only if the power had not been out, From the frightful passing storm.
Text
Some amount of time ago, I received a text message on my phone from a number I didn’t recognize that plainly said “where are you.” I replied, asking “who is this?” but received no answer. A week later, the same number texted me again with the same message asking where I was. Confused, I texted…
Tracks
At 14 years old, there wasn’t a lot for my friends and I to do that didn’t involve the woods near our neighborhood. We were too young to drive, and yet we felt too old to be restricted to playing sports in our parents’ yards. The woods were basically the perfect place for us to…
The Hallway
When I moved into my first rental house, I remember the feeling of being terrified at every strange noise that found its way to my ears. The ice maker in the freezer, the A/C kicking on, the house settling – it all made me nervous the first night I slept there. I was expecting it…
Sarah, Part 2
“When we were 12, I made a friend named Beth.” “I don’t remember anyone named Beth.” She ignored me and continued. “Beth was 4 years older than me. She was tall, slender, straight brown hair, sparkling hazel eyes – everything I wanted to be when I became her age. She treated me as if was…
Sarah, Part 1
When I was a child of about 10 years, I had a friend named Sarah that would tell me scary stories. Back then, they were obviously fabricated tales of ghosts, zombies, swamp monsters – basically the most stereotypical things that a 10 year old could make up on the spot. She very rarely legitimately scared…
Chain, the Last Link
to all of my friends and family, please read By Kayla Thomas on Wednesday, February 2, 2011 at 10:13pm there is currently an unfortunate series of events in my life and in the lives of julie jefferies, steve matthews, stephanie walters, kayla jones, corey peters, joe willis, and tony mcfelter. there is a strong possibility…
Chain, No. 7
February 2, 2011, 11:30AM Julie Jefferies: hey kaykay, um…did you see the local news this morning? or read the newspaper? Kayla Thomas: no, why? Julie Jefferies: harper and michael…well… 🙁 Kayla Thomas: oh god, no…not them too. Julie Jefferies: they were found today. 🙁 the worst part is they thought harper mightve committed suicide since…