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  • September 16, 1992, Come downstairs

    I am supposed to be in merriment, trying to celebrate my seventh birthday, but it is raining hard all day.  I am gaping out the window on the dark black leather couch in the living room wearing my navy blue cotton hooded jacket with a white long sleeve shirt, normal looking blue jeans, and black […] More

  • The white taxi, June 22, 1990

    Quick little note: Yes we know this was supposed to be published on Friday, that didn’t happen. We run this site as a hobby, so sometimes things don’t get prioritized. Thank you for waiting and here is your Fiction Friday story! After four days of riding at sea, maintaining our health and hunger, we finally […] More

  • Daniel Boone, Birthday Cake, and Zombies

    This is a quick story within a story that will be in my new book One Undead Step if I ever get around to finishing the damn thing. I hope you love it. If not, then please say you do anyway, because I’m very insecure about these things. Thursday, 17 July 1969 Randy was so […] More

  • Light in the darkness, March 22, 1987

    Now, two years after my birth, my father is barely home seeing that he lost his job, and he is always looking for work. The only time he was home; is when we are all eating meals in the kitchen. I am in the kitchen sitting in my small dark-brown wooden baby seat; Maria is […] More

  • The Last President

    “The Russians just launched everything they have.”  The general couldn’t believe the intelligence, couldn’t believe what the Russians had just done, nor could he believe the words now escaping his lips. “They’re nuking their own country.” “What are they hitting?” The President snapped. “The major population centers, Moscow, St Petersburg, etc.” “Are they leaving the countryside alone? […] More

  • An eye view of the apocalypse

    “This snarling child is going to kill me!!” The thought barely had formed in Janisa Perez’s mind as the child pounced on her face. As it ripped her scalp from her skull, time slowed for Janisa. The child had landed on her hard, it’s tiny fingers dug into her scalp as it tried pulling the […] More

  • From Hell They Came: Part Four

    Alisha just stood there a while, staring at the door to the back room of the drugstore. An anger rose in her core. An anger she had been carrying with her for a while now. Everything she loved had been taken from her and all she could do was keep going. She had nothing left […] More