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"Shhh! Aaron, we have to be quiet out here! He he!" Aaron slipped his arm around my neck, and I snuggled into his side. "What? You scared a ghost is going to get you if I taunt them a little bit?" "He he...Aaron, seriously! It is spooky out here!" "Hey. You're right. We should be quiet. We... Continue Reading →
Of course, with it being Halloween I HAD to post a bonus story this week. ENJOY & have a SPOOKY HALLOWEEN!!! I decided to share this story as a warning for anyone who might be thinking of playing with a Ouija board this Halloween. Please be careful, folks. Evil is out there. It exists, and... Continue Reading →
11:57 pm. That's what time it was when I heard a scratching noise outside the backdoor of my house. I know this because I had just gotten in bed and was setting the alarm clock on my phone for work the next day. I live alone, so the first thought that ran through my head... Continue Reading →
"Finn! Finn...FINN!!!" Finn always slept as heavy as a horse. He looked so peaceful when he slept, it was hard for me to force him awake. I had to, though, he would be bummed out if I let him miss out on what I was happening above us. Stargazing. We had done it every once... Continue Reading →
I'll start by saying it was just a normal night. Brandon and I (my boyfriend) were sleeping in bed when a random number called me at three in the morning (this call is what woke me up.) I looked at the caller ID on my cell, and it was an odd set of numbers and letters, so... Continue Reading →
There was a crisp air in the night that sent goose bumps running down my legs with each light breeze that met my skin. We had met in an open field, the perfect place to star gaze. I wasn’t sure how long he had been waiting, but by the looks of him leaning against the... Continue Reading →
July 17th, 2017: The backs of my thighs slid against the black leather chair as I sat slouched over, leaving a slight residue of sweat. Bare legs and leather don’t go well together, especially in the middle of July. I scuffed my Old Navy flip flops against the floor while I picked off the last... Continue Reading →
I stared down at my eight-month pregnant belly, a little foot slightly kicked out. I always wanted to be a mom, and my dreams were coming true — I was with child. My paint brush dripped white paint on the brown dresser as I glazed over the wood surface — we were having a girl.... Continue Reading →
