Basic Fear Camp
I open my eyes to see the reality before me blend into one flamboyant mess of colors that are just an extension of oneself. There are no details. I look…
The Red Cellar Door
The red cellar door looked the same as it always had. Tommy, a boy just at the age of six, had always feared that monsters lurked on the other side.…
Paradise
Jean and Thomas argued frequently. They argued about many petty things and although neither of them enjoyed it, they argued anyway. Jean one day pointed out that living with Thomas…