Purgaverse_A Thump in the Night_Mr. Gold-Stick_Last Camping Trip
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Purgaverse
Purgaverse by Avelino de CastroMorgan’s strange dream returned, after an absence of over two years or so. In his dream his hair stood on end, his bowels clenched, and his head went dizzy. It was so stupid. All he did was walk up to a crazy castle. It was just a building that looked like a cross between the Louvre, and Dracula’s castle. Everything about it screamed “Danger!” In his dream he walked up to a huge wooden door. It swung slowly open, and he woke before he could cross the threshold. He felt a surge of energy from the tips of his toes, through his crotch, and up to his scalp and finge...
A Thump in the Night
A Thump in the Night By Stacy Leicht For years, my morning and evening ritual was to pull back my white cotton eyelet drapes and peek out my window in the morning. At times, I would be surprised to see a small fawn standing by its mother or a groundhog perched up on his hand legs gnawing a dandelion in the glistening morning sun. You see, our house was across the street from a pond. It was not huge, nor was it small, but it was just right. Surrounded by gorgeous oak trees that towered over the sides of the pond and two willows that bent down to kiss the water’s edge. It www.onedoor.ccwas lovely, like someon...
Mr. Gold-Stick
I'm in the backyard, sipping some lemonade, and it has been the longest hottest day of the summer. Mom says I should head inside, but I tell her there is nothing better to do. I decide to go downtown. I tell Mom, then I grab my bike, and head out. Everyone seems to be crowding in downtown. It happens here in Texas. They go downtown on hot days and just sit like old hogs. It's weird. But this summer, no this day, is especially weird. It seems the number of people has doubled. Hmm. And there all odd-looking. Or at least half of them are. I know the other half by heart. Friends, neighbors, or jus...
Last Camping Trip
“Pap, who’s this?”Jeremy jumped on his grandfather’s lap. His grandfather laughed at the photograph with his grandson hugging him. “Where did you ever get this?”“Grandma found in the bottom of a box she was cleaning out. She said to show it to you.”His grandfather studied the picture, leaned forward while holding his grandson and tossed the picture over to Smitty who was in the next chair sipping a beer. The two men grew up together. They met in Junior High and by the time they got to high school they were best friends. Over the past 50 years they remained close even though they lived hundr...