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Reminiscing…

As the blood drips off the knife, creating a small pool of crimson on the laminate flooring, I remember my

Most kids are scared of the monsters in their closets or under their bed. Not me, I know there is

Dear Journal, For the past 21 years I’ve taken the bus to visit my wife at Garland Cemetery. With no

When I was a sapling, there were people living here. People who would admire the beauty of my kin around

We took down the mirrors one night to paint the walls but fell asleep before we could put them back

He holds her to his chest, visibly shaking as tears cascade off his face. He rocks her as she grows

Dan always had the coolest parents. He could do whatever he wanted and they never seemed to care. Most of

I’ve shared already that I had my first book signing today (March 16, 2013) and how excited I was about