โ€œFuck you!โ€ Nathan Keene screamed at his grandmother. Her quivering lip stiffened and sucked in a gasp. The widening sclera of her aged vision looked as though theyโ€™d pop out of her skull. With all the strength his little hands could summon, Nathan slammed the...

Heather was at her friend Jennyโ€™s house one afternoon.ย  It was just after school and Jennyโ€™s parents hadnโ€™t arrived home from work yet.ย  It was just the two of them, and they were engrossed in a board game. Heather was having a good time, except they...

โ€œThe year is nineteen-ninety-nine.โ€ That sentence brings me back to my senior kindergarten class when I was five years old, where we used to read out the date on the blackboard every single day. The year 1999 exists as a stain in my mind, however, as...

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