February 3rd, 2011 I was twenty-seven again, but for some reason, I needed to go to high school. It was a beautiful spring morning at my parents' house, and strangely, the shower was covered in feces. No way was I going to use that, so I just put on some clothes and went to school.…
Her True Form
I remember that day well. The light of torches cast a yellowish-brown glow on the cave walls which was strange as there were no torches to be seen, just the glow that they cast. I was deep within the cave, totally unprepared for the task at hand. No rope, no pickaxe, no shovel, nor flashlight.…
Letters from Unsung Heroes: The Train – Fieldcrest R. W. Wallace the Sixth
To whom it may concern My name is Fieldcrest R. W. Wallace the Sixth. I am writing to inform you of the dissatisfaction I have over your locomotive as my choice of travel. The experience I have had has been most displeasing and I shall not be using your company again, nor shall I recommend…
Taradiddle Soup 