One Sentence Story: The taste of you still lingers on my lips, your blood still fresh on my hands. I'm back with another "One Sentence Story" because I had nothing else to write today. And I decided to go with the murderous theme that I've had going this week. I've also been busy with work [...]
"Ummm... maybe tomorrow... I'm busy today..." That was the fifth time Mark had blown me off. I had been trying to get spend some time with him for two weeks now but he was suddenly acting distant and aloof. We had such a great relationship. We connected on every level. I just could not understand [...]
"No, please where are you takin g my husband? What is all this even about?" I yelled at the police officer arresting my husband. "Ma'am, did you know husband was having an affair with someone called Anna Kipper?" I stood there looking stunned. "What? No... No... That can't be," I whispered. "We have pictures and [...]
Followed in the night Hands in my pockets Are we alone? Is there someone that can help? Footsteps grow faster Breathing becomes heavier I clutch the keys in my pocket And turn around ready to strike "I think you dropped this" He hands me my credit card And walks away About The Poem I know [...]
I should have listened to my gut When it told me to run But I stayed Much longer than I would like to admit Now it’s too late Running is no longer an option I've been watching a lot of psycho-thrillers and horror movies lately because I love those kind of movies and that's where this [...]
"Please, you have to find him... something is wrong... I just know it," I sobbed. "Ma'am, it's only been a few hours. We can't start investigating yet," said the police officer, coldly. "He is never out this late! EVER! I know when something is wrong and I can feel it in my gut," I cried. [...]
Jeff had been dating Sophie for almost two months and decided it was time to introduce her to his mother. Jeff and his mother had always been quite close since she was the only family he had. His mother had done everything she could to give him anything he ever wanted, and he would always [...]
I met her when we were in college, and we instantly hit it off. She was the kind of girl everyone liked- funny, sweet, kind, and very charming. One smile from her, and I was hers forever. We met at my roommate's party. She was clearly the center of attention. Every guy in the room [...]
<<< Previous Part "What are you two doing here?" Frank asked again. "It was him- he killed Emma! I know it sounds crazy, but I can explain! The proof is in the diary," I explained, waving the diary in my hand. "Is that true?" Frank asked quietly. "Just give me the damn diary, and no [...]
<< Previous Part I heard Frank yelling outside the bedroom door. Frank banged on the door and threatened to kick it in but gave up after a few kicks. Classic Frank. She sobbed for a little while and then started to move the nightstand. At first, I thought she was going to block the door [...]
