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The Vanishing of Amanda Reiss
When the school bus finally arrived in front of Amanda’s house, she felt a wave of excitement come over her. For the first time, she was overjoyed to be the last stop cause it meant she could go see Drew, her bestest friend in the whole wide world. “Well, ain’t you a little ball of energy!”, said the bus driver, noticing her skip from the back of the bus and jump out onto the pavement. “Careful sweetie! Wouldn’t want you to get hurt now” “It’s okay, Ms. Brown. I’m alright!,” she assured her. “Drew didn’t come to school today, and I think she’s sick, so I’m gonna ask my Mom if I can go see h...
Answer The Door
“Hey, dad, are you in there somewhere?”“I’m here in the study. Come on back!”“The study? Ok, Colonel Mustard, should I beware of the candlestick?”“Very funny.”“A study, dad? Really? You don't have a single book case or even a desk in here”"I have a big screen TV and a recliner”“That makes it a den or a man cave, but not a study.”“Fine. Welcome to my den, Dentist.”“You know you’re the only one who still calls me that. Mom used to hate it.”“I know. Why do you think I did it? I loved making that woman mad.”“Why on earth would you want mom mad?”“Because making up with her was so much fun.”“I know ...
Presence
She's in the streets now, bare feet sore and achy as she leaves her home and starts to walk. She hunches over, shoulders bared to the shuddering, chaotic world around her. It's cold out now, with the fall winds breathing ice across her face and fingers. She's blue and numb. She trips over her own feet, breathless and hasty as she scrambles back up, hoping that someone will take notice of her. Her skin blossoms with angry violets and sickening yellow-greens, and even the high-collared shirt she's wearing does little to hide the bruises. The sky bellows with thunder, and her clothing is heavy a...
The One's Who Disappear
It was a cold and windy Thursday evening but not just any Thursday. It was Halloween night, one of the most celebrated holidays in the small town of Unionville. As could be expected, the trick-or-treaters were all dressed up and on their way to find as much candy as one could desire. All but the one and only, neighborhood dad, Mr. Frinkles. Frinkles was on his way to pay a visit to his old friend, Carlos. Carlos lived exactly one block from Mr. Frinkles so everyday the two would meet to judge one another’s yard or have coffee at one another’s house. They were practically best friends but on ...