Trail of Disappearing-Story 3: Random Stories
As I near the end of my life, two random events keep popping into my thoughts. I know there is relevance here but I can’t quite…
As I near the end of my life, two random events keep popping into my thoughts. I know there is relevance here but I can’t quite…
I have a strange tale to tell you, a true story that to this day remains unexplainable. It bothers me still, even haunts me. First, let me…
Dreams of recent events, images of the past, haunt me, invading my mind like a marauding swarm. Sometimes the dreams and images roll in like…
Okay…I’m pretty sure this happened during some holiday vacation from school and I’m positive it was during one of the cooler months and not during the blazing hot…
I don’t know where the trail goes and if there is even an end to it. The trail goes on for a bit before vanishing around a…
Principal Marshall hadn’t noticed the white-haired grandmother sitting quietly two rows behind him, not until he heard the door to the courtroom open and he turned to…
She watched. She listened. The river running under the yellow bridge was angry. Its waters bashed contemptuously at the…
I live among pretentious fools. Eleven families, thirty-six humans total, adults and children. It’s a rather ritzy dead end called Nightingale Place. The cul-de-sac…
Rainwood is situated somewhere in the Rocky Mountain Range, miles and miles from any major city or town, even the less populated towns.…