• Desperate Remedies (Medium)

    Maribel’s bare feet slapped against the packed dirt as she ran into the city. The only faces she saw were of those still closing up their shops. No one looked twice at her and most averted their gazes to not even look once. But she paid them no mind, her own eyes on her feet…

  • He Wears My Face pt 1

    There’s something in my room. Something is breathing when I breathe. I can’t explain how I know… but I know I’m not alone in my room. Jordan woke up and smacked his phone screen until his finger found the snooze button on his alarm. If only he could fall back into that deep sleep for…

  • Snow Was Falling pt 2

    Moving further into the trees proved harder than I’d imagined. We had to be more quiet than we’d been before, with the chance of guards working their way towards us for Max’s body. And Lillian kept stepping on branches, no matter how many times Steph or I shushed her. After a couple of tense minutes,…

  • Secret Valentine

    Chris wasn’t sure what to make of it. The bear and heart-shaped box of chocolates were self-explanatory. But the card threw him off. Why don’t you have the guts to text me? I know you have my number. Chris had lots of girls’ numbers. It was one of his points of pride in his single…

  • Imaginary Friend

    Marjorie Mullens flipped a pancake in one pan and mixed shredded cheese into the scrambled eggs in the pen on the back burner. She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and checked on the toaster. Then she heard the patter of feet as her daughter trotted down the stairs into the kitchen.…

  • Lock Your Doors

    I was swimming in the ocean, waves cresting overhead. My toes squished in the sand and the sun warmed my face and the top of my head. It was glorious. And an alarm was going off. I pushed off with my legs and launched my body forward into the water, splashing gracelessly, headfirst. When I…

  • Tip Your Delivery Driver

    It was a normal Tuesday when Melissa ordered Taco Bell for a late-night snack. Her roommate, Felicia, popped her head out of her room and her eyes were lit up in anticipation. Melissa laughed and shook her head. “What do you want? The potato taco?” Melissa opened her food delivery app on her phone and…

  • Death is a Roommate pt 3

    Olivia hounded me for Scott’s phone number. I couldn’t figure out how to tell her he didn’t have a phone. Or, if he did, I had no idea what the number was. Because he must have some way of communication with that watch that had appeared out of nowhere at the dinner party. I couldn’t…

  • Death is a Roommate 2

    Scott moved in the next day. Well, I say moved in, but he arrived the next morning with one small suitcase and a large bag slung over one shoulder. And apparently that was all he needed because he didn’t make a second trip and he never mentioned anything about having anything else. But I suppose…

  • Death is a Roommate pt 1

                I dreaded the doorbell ringing. Even though I’d put out the notice for a new roommate, I still hated the idea. When Lizzy moved back home, I’d thought that would be the worst part. But now I have to interview people? And potentially live with a stranger? Ick. The entire thing made my skin…